I
met a family from the other ward in our chapel who are Americans who
are here because the dad works for Eli Lily (I think that´s how you
spell it.) And I thought that was cool. Apparently there´s 3 offices:
Indiana (Yeah!), England, and Spain.
Tell Uncle
Paul I fell bad for him that he had to learn Finnish. It´s awful from
what I´ve learned. You have to conjugate nouns. And it´s just not
related to any other language except something like Estonian.
I
have not touched a bus or train this in this area. We only use metro
and shoes. But there´s tons of metro here so we can get around pretty
well. I´ve always been tempted to rent a bike from these little bike
stations but then I choose not to. Also, I´ve been on the same train
line my whole mission. There´s a train line that starts in a place
called Guadalajara that passes through Torrejón and all the cities in
that area, then it goes through Vallecas/Barrio 8, then it goes into
Barrio 5 (Where I am right now), and then heads up to Villalba and all
its surrounding towns.
Once again one of my
favorite converts got baptized 2 weeks after I leave the area. His name
is Ismael and we call him Isma, just like Yzma from the Emperor´s New
Groove. I´m sad to miss his baptism and his sister should be baptized
soon as well.
I got to go to the temple! It was
really nice to go again. It was weird to watch it with much more
knowledge of Spanish. Although we had to be there at 7:30 AM. It was
worth it. And on our way out we met a sister missionary who was
finishing--from the Malaga mission--and was going around Spain with her
parents. Her name was Sister Anderson if anyone knows her.
After
the temple I got my letters which were a couple wedding announcements
(Cool!) and letters from my Sunday school class! Tell them that, yes, I
know Ryan Fonseca. And that I miss the muffins. And I suppose I miss
them too. Just kidding. Yes I do really miss my classmates.
Ya, I spoke in Sacrament meeting when I came but they don´t usually have missionaries do that here much.
I´ve
changed from baker to healer/anointer/blessing person. The sister
missionaries had a lot of blessings for us to give last week and no one
else answered their calls so we always did it. But we got to do service
which was nice.
And lastly there´s a senior
couple with the last name Sullivan who are leaving soon. Both sang in
the Mormon Tabernacle Choir so they gave a musical devotional farewell
last night. It was pretty epic but also very sad. I recorded some of it
but I can't send them over email. They did a lot of songs about going home
and farewells. One was "Going Home" from The New World Symphony which
was straight up saying goodbye. And they ended with a bunch of hymns. I
don´t know how anyone can replace them. Especially Elder Sullivan who
would always direct our musical devotionals and basically try to get us
to sing like the MoTab. He´d tell us to sing more "vertical" in our
mouth and sing "over our heads" and give us very nice examples which we
could never attain. He even gave examples for the sister missionaries
which was interesting to listen to. And Hermana Sullivan always played
with the piano and sassed her husband and made treats. It was good
times.
I hope that´s long enough. I love you all and miss you all! Hasta luego!*
Os quiero,
Elder Morgan the Younger
*See you later!
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