It's been another great week in the mission. I can't believe that tomorrow I hit my 11 month mark! Crazy huh? President does interviews with us every 3 months and I saw him last week and he told me that I can take some time to start applying for college! I wanted to cry. He said that my future is important and he would rather have me take some time here to apply instead of worrying about it and then sitting around for a semester.
There were 3 baptisms yesterday, one english and 2 spanish, so we had a bilingual service. All of the speakers were english so guess who got to stand up at the pulpit with them and translate the whole service into spanish. That was great fun. One of them forgot that I was up there and went on for like 5 mins and then turned to me and said oh sorry and I had to try and remember everything she said. I could see my companion laughing at me as she went on and on. She also read a scripture from Isaiah, and as I read it I found out that Isaiah is hard to read in Spanish. The other speaker wouldn't let me finish the translation before he would move on, so he kept interrupting me. He also had a weird african accent so at times I didn't even understand what he said. Afterward, english members told me I did a good job and I said haha you don't speak any spanish do you? But later our spanish group leader asked me to translate a fireside so I guess I did ok.
There is this "golden investigator" that the elders found that we have all been tag-teaming with. She really is great and is getting baptized next week. She came to church yesterday with her 3 daughters, a 13 year old, 6 yr old, and a 5 yr old. It's a good thing p-day is on a monday because sunday's are EXHAUSTING. This was my 2nd hour of church: I went to class with the 13 year old daughter and at the beginning there were a bunch of rowdy hispanic boys who came in looking for their class so I went and showed them to their class. As I was in the hallway I see the Elders freaking out and they said the elder who was supposed to do the 2 baptisms we had yesterday couldn't come anymore so they asked the grandpa to do it but they got mad (because apearently they don't have a good relationship with their grandfather) and said that they would rather not get baptized. As I was helping them figure that out I saw the 5 and 6 year old of the golden investigator running through the halls. I tried to bring them back to primary but they wouldn't go but finally went into the 10 year old class, I don't know why. Then a few members asked me to do some random things for them and when I get back the 2 girls are running in the halls again. They said that they missed their mommy and wanted to give her a kiss. So I lead them to the gospel principles so they could see her for a sec. The older one was all set and went back to the 10 yr old class but the younger one kept running back out of the class saying she wanted her mom (it didn't help that the mom had crackers). To allow the mom to have a spiritual experience I put my hand on the door so she couldn't open it. She wasn't very happy and kept trying to hit it off. After a few failed attempts she finally just laid on the floor. There were some members laughing at me and I started to chat with them when popped up and opened the door before I could stop her. She said haha I got you! She came back with a handful of crackers and glared at me as she came right up to me and kicked me in the shins before she walked away. And that is how my 2nd hour ended.
I need to go but I love you all and hope your 2nd hour of church yesterday was better than mine. haha