Thursday, June 25, 2009

25 June 2009

Just so you know, I haven’t gotten any letters yet at the MTC and I don’t expect a single one, because I’m leaving tomorrow. 15 days. We leave tomorrow at 4:30 in the morning. My Spanish is progressing well. Everyone can understand me, and when I read PMG or the scriptures I can understand it. The hardest part is listening because natives don’t pronounce every letter in every word, kind of tough. But zone conference yesterday was way nice. It was a quick English lesson, probably the only lesson with English since the first day.

Oh, yeah, you guys might not know this yet. On Saturday we went tracting. Every missionary in the MTC (60 probably) left in busses and tracted for 7 hours. It was quite an experience. It amazes me how it all went down. The first people we talked to we basically taught the whole first lesson and gave them a Book of Mormon. There was a grandpa, 2 sisters and grand children. Elder Fuentes leaves on Tuesday so he'll be able to visit them again hopefully this Saturday.

My time hasn’t run out, so maybe I’ll say a bit about the MTC here. Every day is practically the same. Wake up, breakfast and study time. They give us pages to study that correspond with the day’s lessons. After companionship study we have district with our morning teacher. Class before lunch and after lunch. Then we have physical activities: basketball, or soccer, or volleyball. I’ve been lucky enough to never hurt anyone in volleyball yet - miracles. When we come back in and shower we have what we call PAC. I still don’t know what it stands for, but it’s just free time to study. Then we have district with our other teacher, dinner, more district and then we plan the next day (which takes 5 minutes because we’re told what to do). Then we teach 2 practice lessons with the other elders and then get ready for bed. I never really enjoy the practice lessons because you can't teach and listen to 4 whole lessons in 30 minutes, but we do our best.

So I ran into Brad’s old companion who started working here. That was cool.

So I hope this letter gets to all the people that care, I need to finish packing and go to the temple during the rest of the day. Last week the temple was amazing. I was with all the Latinos in my zone so I had to wear the translators. Thanks Wetzel! Have fun doing whatever you guys are doing, and tell Steven I want an update on his pushups.

Love, Jeff

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