Nov. 24, 2009

Subject: happy thanksgiving errrrbody

RIP Scarlett. I'm so sorry to hear about that. I seriously feel horrible.
If there is one thing i've learned it is bad things happen to good people,
and good dogs. (Scarlett was Steve and Rachel's little tiny dog. Poor thing...)

K lots of questions to answer.
The food here is so good. It's not good. It's like eating at India Garden
every day but BETTER. The naan, oh the naan, it's unreal. I might have to
apologize now for coming home fat...

Want to know a funny story? Yesterday at the store we were buying groceries
and I wanted to purchase some ham for sandwiches. Sister Mccurdy told me I
had to buy it at a separate counter. I remember thinking, "hmmm that's
strange" but it didn't click. After buying the ham I went to the normal
counter to purchase the rest of my goods. I put the bag of ham on the
counter to get out my wallet and the check-out lady freaked. I was so
confused. She was pointing to the ham and waving at me. I picked up the
ham thinking "fine if you want me to hold it i will, ya crazy lady, you're
making this really difficult". It wasn't until after I left the store that
I realized duh, she's muslim. THEY CAN'T TOUCH HAM. hahaha I had a good
laugh and then felt kind of bad for putting her cleanliness at jeopardy.

I have told you before that the Nepali men are my favorite right? Yes I
love them oh so much. Nanda is getting baptized this Saturday and I am so
excited for him. That poor boy is going through some really big trials
right now. He kind of spilled the other day on why it is so difficult for
him to smile these days. Imagine coming from royalty and then getting this
low end night security job, not wanting to tell people your name because you
do they instantly know who you are, and never feeling safe telling people
where you live because you fear for your life. I'm thinking to myself, can
this be real? He officially changed his name the other day on his passport.
Basically all we can do is assure him God knows, and God cares. He has got
so much faith.
Kiran is my other favorite Nepali. He loves to hang out with the
sisters. But we tell him that he is only allowed to hang out with us if he
brings friends we can teach. so he does. Every week we have about 3
referrals from him haha. And most of them don't speak english, so we have
Kiran translate. Who knows what he is actually telling them... I made the
mistake of talking about BYU in front of Kiran and now all he talks about is
"going Bible school in US!!!" he wants to go soooo bad and always asks me
how to go. I really have no idea how international students go, I wish I
could help more.

Here we go through investigators so fast. We find them, we teach them, if
they don't come to church that first week they are immediately put on the
back burner. Our ZL tell us there are 4 million people in this city, there
are too many here to waste time on those who don't want to listen. And
they're right. Mr. Kong loves learning from us, he's reading the Book of
Mormon, but he is just not making coming to church a priority, I fear we may
drop him soon because of it. He is interesting to teach. When we asked if
he knew what a prophet was he started explaining "profit" as in money hahah.
He truly doesn't know anything. I hope he comes to church so we can keep
him.

Oh another miracle: I think it was my third day here. I met a lady on the
bus and just chatted with her. We didn't talk about the gospel or anything,
there wasn't much time. The other day, we were getting off the train and
this little phillapino lady was smiling really big at me and started coming
toward me. I had no idea who she was and quickly asked Sister Mccurdy if we
knew her. Sister M didn't have any idea either. She came up and started
talking to me saying how good it was to see me again. I had to ask her
where we met, I knew I recognized her but I couldn't remember. Turns out
she was the lady I met on the bus my third day here. she was so happy to
see me again. We are going to go teach her on friday and she left us
saying, "maybe I can become mormon ya?" haha anytime you want lady, you
just say the word. It's good to know that some of the people I talk to
remember me.

Sometimes I wish I was an Elder. There are so many creepy men here! I have
now resolved only to contact women, and boys who look to be about my age.
The older men are all crazy. I start talking to them and give them our
church card and then we get all sorts of crazy text saying "hey beautiful,
hey sexy". Or right in the middle of when we are talking to them they say,
"you're cute". Like WHERE DID THAT COME FROM. When they say that I just
walk away. Ugh I hate it. We immediately hand them over to the elders when
that happens.

Aw man I hope your thanksgiving is awesome. The couple in the area south of
us is making our zone of missionaries a thanksgiving dinner tomorrow. It
should be fun, we are bringing a couple investigators. And then on friday
the rich ex-pats invited us and the ZL elders over for their thanksgiving
dinner. yes. The ZL area is KL also. In fact they live two floors above
us. Sometimes we run into them contacting on the train and we have to fight
about who gets that train to contact for the evening. We see them a lot.
It's fun.

I love you guys, I'm grateful to be on a mission. It's good to hear from
you all.
sis v