Monday, January 4, 2016

What Language Should I Speak?

Dearest darlingest momsie and popsicle and the rest of the fam and abby,

Soooo I'm just here in the public library and I'm surrounded by people of many ethnicities. The guy sitting next to me keeps asking, "What is your definition of true love. I'm not God or anything but I know love." I'm like you go sir you go! you are so cool! They all tell me they love my eyes and they are just so kind but can also get away with rapping and being feisty!  There is a huge population of people from Nepal, Saudi Arabia,  and the Congo. I always accidentally go up and start talking to them in Spanish! If I see people that aren't caucasian, my brain just turns Spanish! It's terrible!  poor dears. These people have taught me so much! i LOVE asking them their names. They are always like my name is Jim but I go by rock, or my names Fred but I go by 5. They just have the randomest objects as names so I made some up for our family. You can decide the meaning on your own... ha I fully except you guys to use them with each other now! Dad will now be called- fifty ton, Mom-cooler, Ronnie-diggit, Addie-jibber, Tal-Deep Fried, Johanna-Royal, Mindy-Bobbins, Brady-Sweat, Mitch-pressure, Kels-baake, Kev-smasie, Rach-rally, Me-hubba bubba

That's what I like to see! go family! I've just been learning so many life hacks from this area. For example. I totally thought a shopping cart was a lame idea you see at grocery stores that mom usually gets mad at me for riding on but these people has just opened my eyes! You don't have to buy anything ever again. All you need is a shopping cart. No more crappy stroller- local shopping carts have got you covered. If you pull the back two wheels over a high fence the local neighborhood boys have got a game of basketball. No more stinky garbage cans, no more flimsy flower pots-plant them in shopping carts! Looking for a home? Shopping cart! Looking for a car? Shopping cart. Looking for a sled? Shopping cart. THEY ARE EVERYWHERE! It's hard to find them in the stores. Especially the costco that we have to go to because it's the only thing in our area. scary scary times! 

Anyways, this week was off the hizzhouse!!! We had two exchanges this week and the first one I was with this girl straight out of Panama. She is sooo cute and so funny! during personal study I seriously thought the house was about to break down when she just started doing this huge farmers blow out her nose. Then she just went right back to the scriptures like nothing ever happened. I was scared to death! But we visited this girl who is 14. I REPEAT 14 years old. At that age I don't think i even knew if i was right or left handed. And she has 2 CHILDREN! i was playing with dolls at that age!!! i was so confused and sad for her! she has to start her life way to ealry! she was telling us about all these gangs she's in and she has all these tattoos. it just made me so sad! 

The next exchange was with this girl from st. geezy and she told me that before the mish she use to mow lawns at stone cliff.... ohhh dear she's probably in with the guards talking about how annoying our cars, toys, and family is! Then we had to be in by 7 on new years! HAPPY NEW YEARS ERRBODY! I think I might have seen the clock turn to 10:00pm. Can't remember real well. 

and the last miracle that happened was MICHAEL!!! So we found him, his wife, and his little boy Jose one day. We always try and go by and teach them but they are always too busy. So sunday rolls around and we call him like 3 times because we are annoying like that and he promised HE would come. So he rolls up, his wife had to work but he comes in and just acting like he went to fourth grade with all the members. Just hugging and just "man what's up?"!! And in class he stands up and is like, "I now understand why these Hermanas are so persistent with me. I was wondering why they come to my house EVERY single day. But I get it!" SO COOL! 

Well fam, I hate to say it but I just am so darn happy! I don't even know what language to speak but what I've learned this week is that the language that we all understand is the SPIRIT! It's amazing how many people we meet who don't understand us because they speak whatever ya speak in the congo but they can tell that this message is important! 

i love you all so much! have the best week ever! 
love, Hermana natsy waggy  


new years... a member gave me this dress. love her but hate looking like a small picnic



                                                                 Hermana Rivas from Panama

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