Caseras

November 29, 2010

Family.

This week was a rather good one. For Thanksgiving we had 5 dinner appointments, it was brutal. That morning we played football with the english wards then played fútbol with our ward. Then we went to our 5 dinner appointments, luckily we weren't biking, we were going to everyone with the sister missionaries in our ward. So I pretty much got sick of turkey. In this ward since everyone is pretty rich and Americanized they all have American style Thanksgiving, unfortunately. I would have preferred Mexican food. So it was turkey, turkey, turkey, and more turkey, I never really liked turkey much before but now I hate it, it just tastes so boring. We got a ton of leftovers as well, and our bathroom has smelt like turkey for the last 5 days...

On Saturday we had the big game of Westgreen vs. Bear Creek soccer game.... 9:00 was too early nobody came until 10:00 and we had to call several people of the ward to wake them up and get them out of bed. This may be the reason why all the little hispanic churches start at 1:00. For the first hour it was Westgreen vs. the missionaries. All the people that had showed up so far was Hno. Lopez, his kids and some of the youth of the ward. Which was sufficient, the score was 6-2 before more people started showing up. 10 year old hispanic boys are far better than any of us. The only advantage we had was that we had longer strides, even Elder Lang, who played soccer in high school and is pretty good was having trouble. More people started to show up and we mixed up the teams a little bit. Only 1 person from the Bear Creek ward showed up, and they even announced in their ward on sunday while our bishop refused to announce it. Kind of ironic. But we did have some non-member friends of a family in our ward that showed up and they live in the sisters' area so they have some new investigators now. So that was a good result of it.

We also found out that Karla did in fact like the cookies, though she said she needed a glass of water because they were spicy. She says the funniest things. Since she's been baptized we've been reading through the Book of the Mormon with them. When we read about the part where Nefi cuts off Laban's head she said: "Oh that's just like this movie Freddy vs. Jason, where they cut off this guy's head and... blah, blah, blah, it was kind of scary." And this other time when we read about the Tree of Life and we read about the river of filthy water representing the 'profundidades del infierno'. She commented on how it was like this movie called 'Paranormal Activity'. It's really funny, she and her sister are some of the most desensitized kids I've ever seen but they somehow are still so innocent. It's really funny.

And now for the good news... I'm getting transferred! Finally! I'm done babysitting Elder Lamoure. He in fact is going to my last area, Oakcrest, which isn't quite what I predicted for him but it's close enough, it's easily one of the worst spanish areas in the mission. I'll be going to Houston, that's right, for the first time on my mission in Houston Texas, I will actually be in Houston. I'll be going to the Houston 3rd Ward, in a way ghetto area, it's the only area that has a part of downtown Houston in it. Supposedly it's puro mexicano, no more white people. I'll be going with Elder Green, this will be his 2nd transfer and I will be "greenie-breaking" him as they say. So I'm excited, I'm still sad to leave Westgreen, it's a great ward, the strongest spanish ward in the mission, most active people, most active youth and everything. But the area stinks, it's hard to find people. Where I'm going is supposedly the opposite, easy to find and teach people but that ward struggles a lot, it's very poor and the members are more concerned about where their next meal is coming from rather than going to church or giving investigators rides.

Well... That's all I got to say today, tomorrow is transfers and I'll go to my new area. So I hope you all have a good week. Peace out.

-- Elder Rice