There were a few days this week that were really a kick in the pants. The language seems like it's coming along great and I'm able to talk it up with a bunch of people. But every now and then we'll be teaching someone in their home or contacting them on the street and I have absolutely no idea what came out of their mouth. There are other times when I reeeaaally wanna say something but I have no idea how to translate it into Spanish so I have to kinda just brush it away and say nevermind. The language is definitely the hardest part for me but I have a great trainer who helps me out a bunch. Ever day I learn more and more and the good experiences ALWAYS outweigh the bad.
We had 4 baptisms planned for this last weekend but only one went through, that was really disappointing. But the one that actually did happen was super tuanis. I got to baptize Rachit, he's 8 years old and he's my "maestro" when it comes to spanish. He teaches me new words/phrases in Spanish and I'll return the favor by teaching him incorrect phrases in English. He now knows to say "Good evening" in the morning, "Good morning" at night, and to say "How's it going" when somebody leaves. Super fun. So I've officialy had my first baptism out here in the field. This is why I'm out here, to bring people unto Christ and it feels so good to do so.
So my hair has been getting pretty long and Elder Vellver and I decided to get haircuts. Well, we're both really cheap and we would rather spend money on galletas (cookies) and piñolina (this super rico drink kinda like chocolate milk but waaay better) than on a Barber. Soooo we borrowed a clipper from one of the members and did it ourselves. My hair... is gone! I've never had hair this short. Oh well, I'm probably gonna end up doing a lot of dumb things on my mission. Esta bien, hair grows back... right?
Ok so this week, we had Iguana for dinner at a member's house. I was pretty excited cause the first time we had iguana was with another family and it was SUPER delicious and I didn't have any problems with it. Well this time it tasted a little different, kinda sour. But I didn't wanna be rude so I ate the whole thing. Yes, I had severe food poisoning that night. I spent the entire night throwing up that iguana in the bathroom and didn't sleep a wink. My companion was fine and he said his tasted fine. So either I just got a bad plate, or Gringos are not meant to eat Iguana.
Well that's all for this week, thanks for you all and thanks for the prayers. Dios nos ama y tiene un plan por todos nosotros. Muchas Gracias, ¡Pura Vida!
Keep on Keepin' on...
-Elder Willis
No mas pelo
We had to get up early one morning and were able to catch this awesome sunrise
Rachit, this kid is great
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