08/23

I leave to Taiwan next week. I'm not even sure I can spell it right let alone speak its language. Every day I pray for you. I miss and love you. I love every word My family write me. makes my day happy and whole. 

Soooo MTC life. I realize I've done horrid at keeping up with what all is going on. so here is my report. 

This week we have native speakers join our class... I'm nervous I won't be able to understand anything they say. I think it will work out. :) I hope. This week we had an Elder leave to England. He left one week early because of transfers there. He however insisted that it was because of his advanced chinese. The younger generation believed him. In fact, day after day EVERY sister member alive in this world brought him letter of encouragement(love letters.) and wished him luck with a VERY long goodbye handshake. I think no one really cared to destroy his fame. He was a good kid and we all thought, ya know whatever we all are just here to serve God and be happy. 

This week we have had very little classes because we hosted new missionaries and had to attend "in field training"(tells you what the mission really is like.) We had this training because of the Elder leaving in our district. 

At this they had a play.. now I may not know much about acting. But I have had a lot of background in this area. The play was a crude recreation of Milo and Otis. screeching birds were the missionaries jokes, cats drowning in rivers were the investigators faith and giant bears were the wards members. I believe they were giving an example of missionary work at it's best.. but I feel I only derived what it must feel like to pluck and skin a chicken. 

This may also be described as my alarm in the morning. When I first arrived here I awoke to the LOVELY sound of my alarm (i never thought i'd miss that.) but when the new missionaries arrived we have a amazing son of God who loves to work out in the morning. I now have a new Alarm. One which I will never forget. for the cries of pain? (I'm not really sure if it is pain, joy, hate, anger, love or war cries.) I Will never again complain about alarms. NEVER! as long as they are electronic noises, and not that of man. 

Anyway Remember I love you. Remember that I pray for you. I love you. You are amazing.

Love Qian zhanglao(they changed my name)