Familia Favorita
Yeah we knock on a ton of
doors! A good 20-40 every day. We get up at 6:30, exercise for 30
minutes, get ready/eat for an hour, 8:00 we do personal studies, 9:00-11:00
companionship studies, 11:00-12:00 language study, eat lunch until 1:00 and
head out to work! 5:00-6:00 we eat dinner, 9:00 we enter the house, plan
for half an hour to an hour, write in our journals, then go to bed at 10:30.
There are dogs and cats and chickens
everywhere! The chickens were weird to get used to at first, especially
when you’re trying to teach and they’re crowing in your ear, but now I don’t
notice them too much. Yeah we’ve gotten pretty fast from the dogs.
Did I tell you about Tommy? The self-proclaimed guard dog from the devil
that chases us away from our investigators house? Usually if the dogs get
too close you can just throw a rock near them and they’ll back off, but this
one steps closer! The Hondurans around there just laugh
as we run.
There are a bunch of outdoor
markets but most of them we’re not allowed to go into because people are killed
there a lot. Yeah there are a couple weird animals but mostly weird
bugs. There are red wasps that look like the ones from Jumanji and these
ginormous helicopter sounding beetles that you can here coming from a good 15
feet away. There are tons of geckos but the ones here make super annoying
sounds all the time! I’ll make the sound for you when I get back because
I don’t know how to describe it. I’m in the city so nothing too exciting
yet.
So we were talking to an older lady
a week or two ago about mosquitoes, (that’s always a good conversation starter
here) and they never get bit by mosquitoes because they are Latino and they
laugh and laugh because I always get bit because I’m a gringo. Then she
tells us that the real reason why I get bit is because when a mosquito enters a
house it looks for the most handsome male in the house to bite, so you always know
who is handsome based on the number of bites he has. They all stopped
laughing. And I almost died laughing. Now every time I get bit by a
mosquito I thank her for the compliment.
Did you know I dream about milk
almost every night? I reach into a fridge to pull out a cold jug of
American milk and I always wake up before I can taste it or it doesn’t taste
like anything. I think one of my deepest baggy desires out here is to
drink real milk. I also teach a lesson in every dream and wake up freaking
out that we are not in missionary clothes or that we’re late for a
lesson. I’ll wake up and say hey I taught lesson one! Then my
companion says sweet I was teaching lesson two! It feels like I
never go to sleep sometimes.
Our investigator from a few weeks
ago, came back early yesterday!!!!! We are going to set his
baptism for the night before I leave. Pray for him!
Love you guys!
Elder Cook
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| Elder Cook took this picture of the banner one of his primary kids back home sent him. |
