Ciao Tutti!
As I type this, I want you all to know
that my monitor is a literal television. I will attach a photo because as all
the hip youth say nowadays "pics or it didnt happen!" and so in an
effort to not be considered uncool by these same youths I will take a photo.
But really though, it's super lit to be back in sicilia again. The last time I
served here I was assigned to Agrigento, and it was two hours away from my
current place in Palermo or "Paliemmu" thanks to the dialect that is
Siciliano. Here be the digits for my mission so far:
Pizza: 78? (don't have my journal on mr right now so
I'm guessing)
Gelati: 52
Books of Mormon: 98 (I remember this number)
I didn't write last week on monday
because of the three day span that was between my last email and
preperation day. I won't say that the time between then and now wasn't
interesting because it's always interesting thanks to general conference and
the modern revelation that pertains to those days. If you haven't seen
conference because of something that is not of eternal significance, I invite
you to correct that and watch it as soon as you can. Now then, away we go! I
don't want to put every single detail in this email because that would take way
too long, but here are the highlights of some of the days.
Thursday was transfer day and I spent no
less than 15 hours on a train that was headed from Roma to Palermo. There were
next to no options for food or acess to water. That was cool I guess. I was
able to have a great conversation with a woman from New York and to share the
word about general conference. When that was done, I arrived in Palermo a half
hour later and luckily, we live relatively close to the house and so, we
trekked over there. The apartment is ginormous and I love it.
We have had a few meetings with our
african members, and I've had more english lessons in this transfer with
africans than I think I've had at all my whole mission up until this point. I
have been called to work with africans and I feel like I'm in an entirely
different mission, because I need to speak an entirely different language with
them. It's a dialect of english called "Pigeon" which is basically
what english would look like if it was an eagle and it's cousin came in and
tried to do all the same things, but couldn't because it's a literal pigeon.
it's a very simple version of the english language that most of the africans
speak. it's so fun though, because it's not toooo hard to learn oddly enough.
Plus, africans are very willing to work and listen to men of God.
I visited the crypts today and it was ok
I guess, I'm just not super into dead bodies that are strung onto the wall and
have been there since the 16th century. It's something that I can safely say
once is more than enough. We did a spesa, and now i'm taking shelter in the
church because of the ludicrous amounts of rain that are pouring outside. I
also bought a tie, but thats nothing super crazy just mission culture. this
week was long, but not a whole lot of crazy experiences came up. my new
companion and I are doing great, and he's worked with africans his whole
mission just about, whereas I have not. there are many a thing I have yet to
learn, but that's fine. That just means I have many chances to improve in the
coming weeks.
until next time!
Ti voglio bene
Anziano Anderson
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