Hello Family and Friends!
This week has been long... We've been teaching the same as normal. I'm quite terrified for when I will actually be talking with real people because I feel like I don't know enough Spanish.
We have two new natives in our apartment this week. Elders Mesias and Hernandez. We like to play this game before we go to bed, where they will sing whatever songs they know in English and I try to finish them. It's hilarious because they know the most random songs like "Hey there Delilah", "Who let the dogs out", and a bunch of classic rock.
Sunday during the CCM wide class with President Pratt, I had the opportunity to read over the microphone one slideshow page. This is something I had wanted to do since week one because the people who normally read are very boring and sound like they are going to die at the end of every sentence and I thought I could do a better job. Oh how I was humbled... Midsentence, my voice cracked. I started to laugh and so did all of the other missionaries. President Pratt didn't think it was quite so comical and for a moment I thought I was going to be a plane coming home.
Elder Brasseaux in our district got his tooth knocked out during rugby a couple days back. After taking an elbow to the face, he fell to the ground. The other kids started to worry about him, but our district fell to the ground also, only in laughter. Elder B gets hit in the face EVERYDAY without fail. We stopped laughing when we saw the blood. The local dentist did such a good job that I would fly down to Mexico for dental care from now on.
Quick Highlights:
Elder Shea Smith left for Arizona this week! Wish him luck!
Elder Kolomalu (big Tongan who played football for the U) and I celebrated all night when we found out that the Utes beat the BYU this week! Go UTES!
Boys are getting their wallets stolen from their houses, so if you know anyone headed down here, tell them to carry their wallet or valuables with them at all times.
We had a huge storm yesterday and sewerwater started coming out of the drain in our bathroom. Luckily, being the son of a plumber I undid the drain, shoved a towel down the drain and magically no more poop water in our house.
Con mucho amor,
Elder Hart
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