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I'll go where you want me to go!

I'll go where you want me to go!

Friday, June 3, 2011

Momma said there would be days like this...

Well this week has been hard. And now I`m even more mad because my pictures aren`t loading again. I am having lunch with the Americans tomorrow and I will have them get down to the bottom of this or else my name isn`t Sister White. So anyway this week. So there are a lot of bats here. It would be the equilvalent of seagulls all over the place or crows. So anyways they live in these really cool trees. And we were walking in the barrio trying to find a less active family and we saw some bats and it was totally normal. Well it was all good until one ran into my head. It was the craziest thing. I was screaming like a nut job because I thought he was attacking me, Sister Macedo had no clue what was going on it was craziness. I guess he was just flying to low. We didn`t even find the less active families house it was lame. I`m pretty sure my heart flew out of my chest. Of course it was funny later but in the moment no!! That bat was no Stellaluna it was a beast. Whatever... We got to teach two 15 year olds. Rebeca and Tayna they are really cool. I love teaching young people they are so open to the gospel and new things. But they didn`t progress on this week, but hey we planted two new seeds so that is all that counts. Wednesday for District Meeting the Ward Mission Leader of our Zone Leaders taught it was really good. It was a good pump. It was like being at the MTC and having a really good training. I needed a jolt and Irmao Batista was just the ticket. I went out and used his tools right away, and it worked. I love it. I got us lost on the bus, the ride was really pretty saw a part of town I had never seen before so that was awesome but at the same time annoying, but the bus driver was cool and hooked us up and dropped us off pretty close to where we needed to be. Elder Dawson came and fixed my bed yay, ok so it`s better to sleep off the ground. And he brought two letters. One was from a Sister in my mission. Sister Wolhford who is from Sac and I have never met her before but we know all the same people, her letter was a knee slapper I needed that so much. This week like I said has been rough. No one is following through with commitments and just straight up lying to us. If you don`t want us to come over tell us don`t make up some story and then we walk by your house to get to someone elses house and your inside. Ummmm really not needed. We are all adults here my goodness. But at the end of the day Sister Macedo makes me laugh pretty hard so that is good. This week is over and I am so happy about that. I look forward to a new week, and to finding new people who really want to follow Christ. Oh Wednesday as we were walking to an appointment I had a really bad itch attack because I ran out of my medicine, I was good for the first two days but then it was bad. At one point we were on the side of the road and I was like hold up hold up to Sister Macedo and threw all my crap on the floor and had a scratch down, oh my land it was bad. I wanted to jump out of my skin. And cars were driving by and people on bikes and they were like ummm and I was like yes I am aware that I am itching my body and I MEAN my entire body but what can I do. So who do you call? THE AMERICANS. Richelle answered and I was like hey do you have any Bendryl and she was like I will be right over. So she came and picked us up and took us to her mansion, it`s not a house but a mansion, were talking Bev Hills kind of house anyway she took me in the pantry and was like here take these and these. It was like the off brand of Zertic and Bendryl and she was like do you need anything else bread, butter, milk. I was like nope just to pop these pills. So I took them, then she took us home and I went to bed and woke the next morning feeling quite better. It is such a blessing to have her in the ward and that she is so amazing and cares so much about me. I think it should be a rule there should be one American family to every ward for the missionaries that are American. I love her. Well until next week. Tchau

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