Hoy está el dia de solomente Español, tan ustedes necesitan aprender Español a entender las cosas necesito hablar. Just kidding, Google translate will mess that up so bad! (Googles translation by Kim: Today is the day of Spanish only, so you need to learn Spanish to understand things necessary to talk.) So it's my last week here. Halle-freakin- lujah! It really isn't that bad, but I desperately need to start my "real mission." I feel like I have been living here forever, but at the same time I am freaking out because I am so overly excited and nervous to go out to the field.
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| Mountains behind the CCM |
I can teach lessons in straight up Spanish. I am just working on grammar and some more everyday words. There are days when I feel fluent and days I feel like I know nothing. I think it is slowly, but surely, coming though. Someone just told me their brother just got home from Spanish speaking Seattle and was really good at Spanish so I am pretty confident that I will be fluent.
I am so stoked to go to Seattle! You know me, I love to travel, but never in my life have I wanted so badly to go home to the USA. Everyday here, they give us so much motivation and I am just so ready to go. Actually, at the beginning of this week I was not so confident. I prayed for a sign to know that I am ready. After Hermana Bills and I taught one of our last lessons, our teacher told us to stay after class. We thought that we were in trouble for something or that we said something really inappropriate in Spanish that we didn't know about. This is exactly what he told us. "Write home on P-day." We were like "¿Que?" And he said, "Write home and tell your family. Tell your parents that they can be proud of you. You will be great missionaries. They have something to be proud of." And that was my answer. We almost cried and it just confirmed to me that I am ready.
I am also ready for different food. It all just starts tasting the same. We eat so much meat and carbs! You guys won´t judge me if I come home fat will you? This 30 to 45 minutes of volleyball or tennis really isn't cutting it. No, I am determined not to gain the typical 30 lbs. for state-side sister missionaries. I will be healthy once I get to Seattle. I am going to need some kind of digestive detox when I get to Seattle so if you have any suggestions, don't be shy. So besides the gospel, guess what the missionaries in my district talk about the most? Poop. I really don't understand. They are like fascinated. It's literally a daily thing. Hermana Meads and I have gotten closer since they started doing that because we are both mortified that people talk about that sort of stuff.
In other news, I found Becca Frei! I mean Hermana Frei, my beloved roommate!
There are also a few people from my high school here. It's just weird seeing people from my past in Mexico. I have never mentioned one of our favorite pastimes here. We made friends with the lady at the post office. Her name is Alicia, and she is the best. She added me on Facebook, so Belle you will have to friend her for me. Her 16 year old daughter started hanging out with us too. The other day they brought us real Crispy Creme doughnuts.
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| BYU roommates Hermana Frei and Hermana Stoddard |
Also, another perk is I can personally pick up my mail. Team Aunties and Grandparents WIN for sending me the most mail. Thank you so much for you postcards and letters. Randy and Debi, gracias por escribiendo a yo en Español. Necesito mas practica con el idioma. ¡Y gracias por sus oraciones! (Kim translates: Thanks for writing to me in Spanish. I need more practice with the language. And thank you for your prayers.) Oma and Opa, thanks for you funny postcards and encouragement. Tara, thanks for sending me a little piece of home. Karen, thanks for the precious pic of Mitchell. I wish I could be there for his farewell, but I will be sitting front row of his homecoming. Mitchell (Elder Kutterer), you are just adorable! I am so excited for you. Hablamos solo en Español cuando escribemos correo electronicas a oltro. (Kim translates: We speak only in Spanish when writing emails.) Best of luck and you are in my prayers. The MTC really is the best.
This week we had Christmas in July in Mexico. It hailed for like 20 minutes until the ground was all white. I have been keeping track and so far it hasn't rained only 9 days of my mission. ¡Loca!
Anyway, on Tuesday at 6 a.m. I have a flight to Texas, a couple hour layover and then up to Seattle. So I leave the MTC at 2 a.m.! Monday is my last day here and I believe they will let me write that day. I am just not sure what time yet. I will send more pics that day.
For our devotional the other day, we had an area 70 speak on obedencia. We found Jefferey R. Holland's Mexican cousin because that man was an amazing speaker. He talked about how all of us are being obedient right now. We are all doing good things, but why do we do what we do? Is it because of social pressure, duty, fear of punishment, desire of a reward. Even if we are obeying, we need to be doing it for the right reason. The best reason is because we love God. He read this poem in Spanish that said something like, "If there was no heaven, would you still obey and love Him?" It definitely gave me something to think about.
Week 5 Challenge:
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| Just wanted a cute paragua (umbrella) picture! |
I love all of you unconditionally. Talk to you on Monday.
Con Amor,
Hermana Stoddard
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