¡Hola!
First and foremost HAPPY BIRTHDAY MOM!
YOU´RE THE BEST MOM IN THE WORLD AND I LOVE YOU!!!
Also happy birthday Sara. I think you
are the bees knees.
Time to get down to the nitty gritty.
This week I have actually been thinking
about my mom a lot. Probably because I am the mother of the elders on the third
floor. Literally they call me Mama Meier because if there is ever a problem
they always come to me. Hahaha. Everyone on the floor is incompetent. I love
them, but they are incompetent. Hahahaha. They never know where we are supposed
to be, I have to force them to eat their vegetables so that they can actually
go to the bathroom, and I have to help at least four elders with their laundry
every P-day. So I just want to give a big shout out to my mom for putting up
with my incompetence throughout the years. You´re the best and I hope you have
a fantatstic birthday!
One hilarious aspect of CCM life is the
black market and underground deals that go on here. Mainly the butter trade and
the jersey trade. Each morning the cafeteria has butter for your toast, but
only in the morning even though we eat rolls and potatoes for every meal. I
don´t know how it got started but someone had the idea to hide butters in
various locations around the cafeteria. Things are getting out of control.
There is butter EVERYWHERE. If you slide your chair forward atleast three packets
of butter will fall out. The second underground trading system is customized
jerseys. They are literally just jersey´s with your name on them. However, you
can only order them through a single teacher here at the CCM. No one knows who
he is except like three people. If you want a jersey you have to talk to one of
the three, who in return will talk to the heah honcho. Once you get your jersey
you can only wear it in the dorms or the teacher could get in trouble. If I
didn´t feel like the CCM was partially a minimum security prison I most
definitely do know.
Every two weeks the previous group of
Latinos leave, and we get a whole new group of Latinos. This transfer´s Latinos
CRACK ME UP. They are hilarious and also absolutely convinced I am Adam Levine.
They only refer to me as Elder Levine and ask me to sing ´Sugar´ approx. eighty
times a day. Hahaha. I love them because they love when we talk Spanish with
them and I really feel like it´s helping me. That´s the other thing; the Lord
will ALWAYS bless you when you try your hardest and do your part. Even though I
have been studying so hard, there is no way the progress I´m making is from me.
The Lord blesses those who try!
Time for the good stuff. Elder Bednar.
Literally ¿que en el mundo?. You could tell he was an apostle of God as soon as
he walked through the door. And he didn´t even give a talk. He asked questions,
had us ask questions, and had us share what we learned from the talks he gave
us to read. It was one of the best lessons I´ve ever had. Also Sister Bednar is
#1. She always says such great things. One thing she said at the devotional
that I really needed to hear was ´everyone deserves a good companion; be that
good companion´. If you want other people to do something, or act a certain
way, then you better make sure you are that person first.
Anyway, I love you all. Peru is crazy
and hilarious and I love it. Keep being number one. Also Makenna you better
write me a freakin email.
k Love you all!
Elder Meier
P.S. If you are wondering if the endownment
movie is just as quotable in Spanish as it is in English... it is. It most
definitely is.MTC Companion
MTC District
The most ganster elders you will ever meet
My BFF Elder Almond & Elder P, who asked if he could have my autograph & only refers to me as Elder Levine
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