Monday, September 29, 2014

I´m excited for another year of the best thing I´ve ever done.





This week was pretty nice. We had district-leader training, and now I know things I didn´t know before, have papers I didn´t have before, ate food I didn´t eat before, and got a stomach ache I didn´t have before. during the meeting, everyone decided to call me, but it´s okay because I ignored them, except for one call I recieved from an unknown number I felt like I should answer. So, I did, and it turned out to be a very important call. One of the families´daughters that we´re teaching was in bad shape and needed a blessing quickly. Just a reminder that those strange little feelings we get are important, and often times urgent.
We baptized a young man this week. He´s a super kid, and he has a great testimony already. We´re teaching his mom, now. His grandma´s another story, though. She always tries to kick us out of their house. When we were waiting outside, during his baptismal interview, she stuck her head out of the window and let out the loudest belch, without a hint of shame. But her scare-tactics don´t phase me.
Then, we went to the pentionista and we celebrated my 1-year-anniversary. As expected, they smashed eggs and flour in my hair and shoved my face in the cake.
I got told by a drunk man this morning. He asked me what Noah did, then without giving me time to answer, told me that he "saved the animals". He, then, pointed to a pack of dogs in the street, digging through some trash. Then, he looked at me. "Then, why do you do nothing?" Which kind of hit me. So, I´m kind of worried about the dogs right now.


That´s great that the first thing you want me to do, getting home, is fall down the stairs. You´ll be happy to know that´s not something that´s changed about me. The other day I did just that, climbing the stairs in the most public part of our area and some 87 people laughed.
I love you all and I´m excited for another year of the best thing I´ve ever done.
Much love,
Elder Alexander

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