I just said something funny. I was reading my Russian plaque from my sister & it says "They that trust in the Lord shall mount up on wings of eagles and run & not faint." Well I said [out loud to Ст. Gammon] "they that mount up on ings of weagles." Then Ст. Gammon said "I wanna wide the weagle!!" We [were] both busting out laughing and I almost peed my pants! Yesterday we spent most of the whole day working. That is the first Sunday I've done that. Right now I am writing a lesson for a discussion with Eric. I made my first phone calls today. I called my home teachee and my home teaching companion. They both told me to call them back. It was cool. Well cool when I finally got it done.
We had service today and we always have this old lady that is almost deaf. She is so funny, and cute. It's cool! I can't help but love all old people. We are going to have a butt load of work this next week. The exciting things are that Eric and Arealy are getting ready to get baptized, they have moved into an apartment with two separate beds so they can live the law of chastity. That is so awesome. Well night. My cold is almost over. It feels better today but isn't quite over.
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3/27/11
3/22/11
March 13, 1997 - Thursday
Tonight sucks for some reason. Today I almost had my problem, but I held off at the last minute. We went over and had a D with Малу [Malout], that was good. Eric cancelled on us and so we came home and ate, then left to mail some stuff at the почта [pochta - post office].
[mid journal chat - Eric is another of the Africans that we are teaching the discussions to. He spoke English, french and an african dialect...swahili maybe? Virginia, Eric or another friend would help us with Malout, because he didn't speak English, or Russian very well - only the african dialect and french.]
Then we headed an hour early to English Class so we could practice a song that we are going to sing in church Sunday. I hate singing. I F(^^&%ing suck. That's probably why I'm in a bad mood. That and it was in Russian - I'm self concious about Russian and singing and Ст. Woolverton was teasing me a little.
Then I went into English Class and talked to Sharieef for an hour. It's hard to talk to him because he is learning a lot and his life is pretty bleak right now. No job etc. Then Dennis said some comment that Elder Burghardt made about me being pathalogical. And my converter [between 110 volt/America - and 220 volt/Russia] is not working. I lent it to Ст. Larsen and now it doesn't work. Freak am I in need of some serious prayer. Okay, I just read an article in the Ensign - a balm to my troubled soul. night
[mid journal chat - Eric is another of the Africans that we are teaching the discussions to. He spoke English, french and an african dialect...swahili maybe? Virginia, Eric or another friend would help us with Malout, because he didn't speak English, or Russian very well - only the african dialect and french.]
Then we headed an hour early to English Class so we could practice a song that we are going to sing in church Sunday. I hate singing. I F(^^&%ing suck. That's probably why I'm in a bad mood. That and it was in Russian - I'm self concious about Russian and singing and Ст. Woolverton was teasing me a little.
Then I went into English Class and talked to Sharieef for an hour. It's hard to talk to him because he is learning a lot and his life is pretty bleak right now. No job etc. Then Dennis said some comment that Elder Burghardt made about me being pathalogical. And my converter [between 110 volt/America - and 220 volt/Russia] is not working. I lent it to Ст. Larsen and now it doesn't work. Freak am I in need of some serious prayer. Okay, I just read an article in the Ensign - a balm to my troubled soul. night
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