Dear Family,
I have survived another week and it is
considered here that I am now on week four, I "only" have eight weeks
left. I will take for my email the subject suggested by Moriah and
answer some of the questions posed.
The MTC feels huge, I know that it isn't but it feels that way.
In order to feed, house and teach 2000 missionaries it needs to be, in
my time here I will only get to know about twenty of them, but that is
okay. The food is alright here, but definitely not like mommy used to
make. Some of the days I fear walking inside of what I'll get, other
days I fear walking inside knowing what I'll get and still frightened
for fear I'll eat too much. I am constantly amazed by how much of tieng
viet is creeping into my language. I can do a from the heart pray and
say almost the whole thing in Vietnamese. The teaching is scary because
I prefer frelancing instead of reading, I want it to be from my heart.
that can a be a good thing or a bad thing. We taught in the TRC
(teaching resource center) we actually taught native Vietnamese young
women. They were very kind to us, especially when we presented a
special snail about the box of happiness...yes it really was that bad.
But the less I freak out about it the better it is, so I am trying to
focus on gospel study and unity amongst our companionship.
This last week has taught me even more than last week and I still
have so much to figure out. Co Huong our one sister teacher who served
in Cambodia three years ago pulled me aside when I was struggling with
working together in our companionship and told me to stop freaking out.
I"m not freaking out I"m just frustrated. When I told her that she
reminded that it was only week three and I still have an entire mission
ahead of me. Then after not answering any of the questions I asked, she
gave me one peice of advice that will stick for most likely
forever...Chi Fabricius this mission is unlike anything you have ever
done before. Stop comparing it to anything else and have faith the Lord
will take care of you. She is certainly right about it being unlike
anything I have ever done, even the study is different and teaching with
my companionship and definitely not quite like friendship.
I really don't freak out as often as I seem to write about, it's
just after a really really really long week that is all I seem to
remember when my brain is tired, sort of like it is right now. So when I
was keeping myself from freaking out last week I was thinking how ill
prepared for this adventure we call Cambodia and wondering what Heavenly
Father was thinking when he decided that is where I should go. I still
don't have an answer for that, but I was reminded by one of our visiting
general authorities that God does see the end from the beginning He has
prepared me just the way He needed to for this grand adventure.
It amazes me just how near home the MTC is. I was sitting at
breakfast this morning talking about USU when an Elder going to Cambodia
jumped in and started talking about Zombies vs Humans. I was shocked
to find out he used to help facilitate it and actually knew Fred
Bittner. This elder asked me why I never joined in, I told him I would
feel unfaithful to Vergil if I was carrying around a nerf gun, the two
of us thought it was funny, but Chi Hays did not, oh well I enjoyed the
laugh, it was a good way to start off pday.
I am currently the envy of the district due to the receipt of two
packages. Thank you so much to Aunt Kirsten for the package of snacks,
the letter and the scarf, it has already been of much use here. The
elders have even threatened to steal it and use it as a tie. Thanks so
much for the package which was just received this morning. I have
already enjoyed a part of the rice crispies, which are not too pink or
too gooey and am so very grateful for the socks, it is definitely
perferable to the socks that keep getting eaten by the dryer.
I'm glad to hear Courtney survived the chicken wire experience and hope she'll keep coming out to Newton.
We still don't have roomates after losing them last wednesday and it
appears we won't be getting them this coming week either, I think for
now i am okay with that. I did get a surprise that week by Angell
Christopherson in the hallway, it was so lovely seeing someone from
Cache Valley. One story of note I should probably share is that I do
have a prank side of me, well sort of. The cambodian elders have 12
elders in one room and there room smelled really bad, so I bought a can
of glad and sprayed it ine once or twice when the room was empty. The
elders were a fan until Anh Ca Bruggeman stole it from me and sprayed it
in there faces and later they called me Sister Fabreez this...I haven't
decided how to respond, but that is okay.
All the elders in the zone are now acquainted with my hiccups and
its not just when I'm nervous either, instead of saying bless you they
say Fabricius. My hiccups seem to have morphed from terydactyl to dying
rabbit to little calf, I really am trying to hold them in. I'm sure
there is more I could write about, but I can't think of anything else
after the letters this morning, I guess the fam needs to get together
and compare notes.
I know the Gospel is true, that Heavenly Father knows the end
from the beginning, that as Papa Gardner said there are no coincidences
and that the temple is a place of peace, utilize it.
Thank you all for all the letters I have received, I"m doing my best to
answer all of them and I apologize if there are delays. Have a
fabulous week and I shall so enjoy my packages. Much Love sister Fab
P.S feel free to send more questions so I have an idea what you want to know. much love Alison
I apologize for lack of pics, but the MTC doesn't like usb cords
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