I am so sorry about not emailing on Monday but our P-Day isn’t till Wednesday in the MTC because on Sunday we don’t have any classes so our teachers aren’t working and we can’t have two “free” days in a row. And our free days aren’t even free. Every second of every day is scheduled. From the time we wake up to the time we go to bed, every minute is accounted for and worth something. Not that I mind that- haha. It’s great. My companion is amazing. Her name is Sister Muller and the u is long and has two little dots over it but I can’t find how to do that on the computer- lol. She is from Switzerland and English is not her first language- German is. So while she is trying to learn more English (she already speaks it really well) I am trying to learn some German so when she doesn’t know how to explain something, I can help her to understand what word she is trying to say. She is doing so well though. My other roommates are Sister Dignos who is from the Philippines, and Sister Price who is from Salt Lake City. We have such a good time together. Actually just last night, we were all laughing so hard that Sister Price was rolling around on the ground in tears. I love my district too. There were about 30 missionaries who came in the same day that I did and to make it easier to know people and so we could have classes with all the same people, we were put in MTC districts. My district is so nice and caring. I wouldn’t trade any missionaries in my district for any other missionaries. There is Elder Ofasi who is the district leader, Elder Turnbow his companion, Elder Corcran who is one of the missionaries I was able to meet up with in Newark, Elder Carlisle, Elder Pierson, and Elder Erlandsson. We are so much like a family. None of the other districts are as close as we are. Before breakfast we have a morning prayer together in our district room and after planning before bed we have an evening prayer together as a district. When Sister Muller was feeling really frustrated one night with English, they gave her a blessing. It touched me so much to realize that all these young men who are here hold the Holy Priesthood, are worthy to exercise it, and do without hesitation in order to bless someone else’s life. But anyway, I’ve always heard that MTC food is really bad but everyone who has said that must not have gone to the England MTC. The chef here is amazing! They feed us so much. The smallest meal we’ve had has been a breakfast and it was a buffet table of pastries and yogurt and cereal- haha. I have found a new love as well. There is a drink called “vimto” and I think it’s like a sparkling cranberry soda… I think. It’s good. Also, I have tried some weird food. There’s another drink here that is Dandelion and Burbank. that tastes like a sour rootbeer. And I think they’ve fed us a horse meat hamburger cause that’s what I’ve heard and I might agree with that cause it didn’t taste like any other meat that I’ve ever had. Everything is in brick. We had to go into town for a doctor’s appointment Sister Muller had and everything is in brick- even the new buildings. We got to have a session in the Preston Temple this morning. It was wonderful and I loved it. I can’t believe that we leave the MTC next Wednesday. And because P-day is on Wednesday, I actually have no idea when I can email you next.
Love you and miss you guys so much!
District picture from left to right: Sister Muller, me, Elder Pierson, Elder Erlandsson, Elder Carlisle, Elder Corcran, Elder Ofasi, and Elder Turnbow.
Roommate picture from left to right: Sister Price, Sister Dignos, me, Sister Muller.
Swans that have taken up residence in the pond in the back of the MTC which our window just happens to open up to.
Thanks guys!! Love you so much! When I wrote earlier, I forgot to mention one of the miracles we experienced this week which was actually last night. So this is kind of funny and random but it just shows how much the Lord cares about and knows us. So Sister Price is always the last one awake in our room and so she gets to listen to all the weird sounds we make in our sleep and if we talk lol. Well, every night we’ve been here, Sister Muller has spoke German in her sleep and last night, she spoke English haha. Apparently, she sat up and stared at Sister Price, stared at the floor then stared saying, “I lost my companion! Dang it, dang it, dang it, dang it!!” hahaha So that was a small and simple miracle about how Sister Muller is already so much better at English now than she was when she got here. And according to her family, she’s also worse at German.
Love you guys!