This week probably the worst thing that could ever happen to a missionary happened to me. I lost my voice. And my companion is new, and I have to teach her everything, and we have have double the amount of study time that we have to do. And I had to speak in a whisper the whole time and it was really funny because she had to do it to to feel comfortable and it made the Restoration feel like a giant secret. I wasn´t supposed to talk a lot but I kind of had to, and we had a really spiritual lesson even though I recited the 1st vision with boy-going-through-puberty- voice, and they all accepted baptismal dates!
We went to lunch at the house of a member and we got to know our meal while it was still living, and before it was turned into chicken empanadas.It´s kinda cool that me and my companion only communicate in a language that isn´t the first language of either of us.
I´m helping teach piano lessons even though I don´t know how to play piano.
Hermana Shumway
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they have the coke campaign here too! But they didn´t have any of your names- just our dead dog´s.
drinking mate after a long day.
the cutest companion in the entire world
A member gave us a giant bag of bread. And we were a little happy about it
The Vampire Pharmacy.
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