Big City Life
Hello everyone:
Big start:
SOORYYRYRYYRYRY!!!!
I definitely have not finished that poem yet.
So. I suppose I haven't told you about my new companion yet. His name is Elder Freese. He actually got into the mission at the same time as I did, so we knew each other already. Being with a missionary that has been in the mission as long as you have makes missionary work easier (if it's been a long time, that is, since you started) you don't get the impression or the danger of one of you taking the "I'm better because I've been in the field longer" stand, and you both understand what to do as a missionary, so you don't have as many mistakes, or struggles.
That being said, we are two very different people. I enjoyed computers, he did not...
I wasn't into sports, he was your average kid, not overly into sports, but still interested.
He actually is the only one among his siblings who is a member. His parents, however, are members.
He wasn't terribly close with his siblings. I was very close with mine.
He also had a lot more exposure than I did. I'm beginning to see that I did have a VERY different childhood from a lot of people...
He tried band. He couldn't get into the spit valve.
He was in choir until there weren't enough guys in the choir anymore, and the school just decided to make it an all girls choir.
His previous area was a poorer one, and the change coming to this area took it's toll. Seeing all the good stuff he could never get before, he spent way too much money on P-day! Heheheh....
Actually, I did want to mention that. Currently I am in Makati. Except for Cola Cao, I can get almost anything I could miss from the stores here, it's just a matter of money. So If I'm still here and you get the crazy idea to send another package, it would actually probably be easier for you to just put some money on my card, and then I can almost certainly buy it myself.
Yes, they have olives, butter, cheese, mac n' cheese, and every once in a while, butterfingers!
So I've got access to anything I could want, but it doesn't really fit in a missionary budget. Money wise, that means that if you wanted me to have a treat (which I DON'T NEED A TREAT) but if you wanted me to have one, it would likely be less expensive for you to put money on my card than for you to send it to me. But Papa's better at math than I am, so if he calculates it out and it's less expensive to send a package, then that's fine too.
(For papa's math: the peso is about 50 to a dollar, last I checked, and there is a 200 peso + 1% fee to pull money off of the card. American foods and other such things here cost generally in the 200 peso range, i.e. a block of cheese (190), Hershey's strawberry syrup (220), two boxes of Kraft mac n' cheese(180), a filling meal at McDonalds(185), etc. If you really felt the need to treat me, that might be the better option. But I don't need treats. Loving the people is a treat, and Filipino sweets are growing on me)
Anyway. The area here in Makati is pretty big, and it's almost all residential, so it won't get boring. There will always be houses to knock on.
It's a little confusing sometimes, because all the streets look the same. But that's all right.
All the kids here seem to think I look like Harry Potter. But that's not as bad as my companion:
He's told he looks like Mr. Bean! Hehehe...
That's all I got...
Not very exciting, is it?
From,
Elder Streeter
Big start:
SOORYYRYRYYRYRY!!!!
I definitely have not finished that poem yet.
So. I suppose I haven't told you about my new companion yet. His name is Elder Freese. He actually got into the mission at the same time as I did, so we knew each other already. Being with a missionary that has been in the mission as long as you have makes missionary work easier (if it's been a long time, that is, since you started) you don't get the impression or the danger of one of you taking the "I'm better because I've been in the field longer" stand, and you both understand what to do as a missionary, so you don't have as many mistakes, or struggles.
That being said, we are two very different people. I enjoyed computers, he did not...
I wasn't into sports, he was your average kid, not overly into sports, but still interested.
He actually is the only one among his siblings who is a member. His parents, however, are members.
He wasn't terribly close with his siblings. I was very close with mine.
He also had a lot more exposure than I did. I'm beginning to see that I did have a VERY different childhood from a lot of people...
He tried band. He couldn't get into the spit valve.
He was in choir until there weren't enough guys in the choir anymore, and the school just decided to make it an all girls choir.
His previous area was a poorer one, and the change coming to this area took it's toll. Seeing all the good stuff he could never get before, he spent way too much money on P-day! Heheheh....
Actually, I did want to mention that. Currently I am in Makati. Except for Cola Cao, I can get almost anything I could miss from the stores here, it's just a matter of money. So If I'm still here and you get the crazy idea to send another package, it would actually probably be easier for you to just put some money on my card, and then I can almost certainly buy it myself.
Yes, they have olives, butter, cheese, mac n' cheese, and every once in a while, butterfingers!
So I've got access to anything I could want, but it doesn't really fit in a missionary budget. Money wise, that means that if you wanted me to have a treat (which I DON'T NEED A TREAT) but if you wanted me to have one, it would likely be less expensive for you to put money on my card than for you to send it to me. But Papa's better at math than I am, so if he calculates it out and it's less expensive to send a package, then that's fine too.
(For papa's math: the peso is about 50 to a dollar, last I checked, and there is a 200 peso + 1% fee to pull money off of the card. American foods and other such things here cost generally in the 200 peso range, i.e. a block of cheese (190), Hershey's strawberry syrup (220), two boxes of Kraft mac n' cheese(180), a filling meal at McDonalds(185), etc. If you really felt the need to treat me, that might be the better option. But I don't need treats. Loving the people is a treat, and Filipino sweets are growing on me)
Anyway. The area here in Makati is pretty big, and it's almost all residential, so it won't get boring. There will always be houses to knock on.
It's a little confusing sometimes, because all the streets look the same. But that's all right.
All the kids here seem to think I look like Harry Potter. But that's not as bad as my companion:
He's told he looks like Mr. Bean! Hehehe...
That's all I got...
Not very exciting, is it?
From,
Elder Streeter
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