Yoyoyoyoyoyo brothurs!!
This week has been like a slick 90's surf sesh. My bones have been soaking in the sweet Samoan sunlight.
First
of all, replace my pants and a belt from Missionary Mall. My belt is
hagrid to the days and it's not even keeper of keys. Just tell them it
got thrashed. Also, I don't know where all my pants went. The guys who
come to cut the grass steal my clothes if I have them hanging on the
line. Last week I saw one of the dudes wearing my high school soccer
jersey. Haha, good kids. Nah, but I have one pair of pants that got a
big rip in it. I tried to patch it, but it's like all "stylishly
ripped" just like the hollister pants. It's a Robbins & Brooks
charcoal grey, size 36x34. But you can just send me some slacks that
can zip off into shorts just in case it gets too hot. Make them cargo
as well, with the big velcro pockets on the side. I could probably fit a
whole bag of sunflower seeds into one of those.
Also please send me some watermelon seeds if you can
get your hands on any. The fertile Samoan soil would be for sure to pop
out a few of those melons with a little effort. Cause they grow tons
of pumpkins here, but I've never seen a watermelon. And since the storm
hit, we haven't had any fruit cause it all got knocked off the trees.
Oh yeah, and those Samoan CTR rings if you can get them--that would be
sweet. (Also Old Spice Deodorant. 2% milk and Swiss cheese and that
good turkey.)
This week we've been hangin' on a hookin' wire,
hookin' wire, hookin' wire. If Samoans had stairs in their homes, I
would definitely laugh breathily as I ran up and down them. And if it
weren't for chu-chuheewa, I would have got discouraged and gave up a
long time ago.
This week was tons of driving to Apia and back,
which is like a 1 1/2 hour drive one way. We had transfers. Me and
Faitau are staying here in Lotofaga. Looks like I'm gonna kill Faitau
cause he finishes at the beginning of April. I'll have to give him the
ol' spankeroni and we'll shred the gnar until the end. My comp is tight
though.
We had a pretty cool experience actually this week.
On Thursday we had to pick up some missionaries in the zone to take for
a training in Apia. Well on our way back from picking them up, we were
going through the top part of our area when we passed a house that was
totally on fire. So I stopped and looked at it for a second, but then
the other dudes in the car wanted to just go cause we were already going
to be late for the meeting and we'd probably get chewed out by the APs.
But I had the impression to see if they needed any help. So we go
there and this guy walks toward us. His shirt was all burned to pieces
and his hair was all singed off and we started talking to him and he was
telling us what happened. I guess there was a wire or something that
caught the house on fire. They didn't have any phones, so we were able
to call the fire department to have them come, but by the time they
showed up, the house was just rubble. But luckily no one was injured.
It's just that the house was destroyed.
So anyways, we went to our training, and then that
night we came back and brought them a lot of food that we had bought and
a copy of the Book of Mormon. The guy came out and he was telling us
that out of all the cars that passed by, we were the only ones to stop
and help. And then he told us that he took that as a sign that he
should take his family to the Mormon church (the family is
Catholic--including his wife and kids.) Haha, I was stoked. But the
family is really in need of help. The kids have no clothes cause they
were all burned in the fire and they need building materials to build a
new house. We already talked to the Branch President and the Relief
Society President about getting together some stuff to help the family.
So we're hoping the branch pulls through. They have a tiny little fale
o'o that they're all living in for the time being, but we're hoping to
be able to begin working on their new house soon.
I'm really excited to see how things turn out for
this family. We've been fasting and praying for them that things are
going to work out. I'm glad I listened to the promptings of the Spirit
though. You really never know what will happen.
Also, our investigator, Senerita, came to church!
She is the one whose mom is crazy and asked me to marry her daughter
and have white children while I was in the middle of teaching about the
restoration. Well, the Relief Society visited her and she came to
church. And we were able to teach her a lesson which ended up being
pretty spiritual. She was the one who basically told us to not visit
anymore, but now she seems a lot more receptive. Also, one day we were
visiting last week at their house to talk to her dad (who is a recent
convert) and they were telling us how their mom drank all the baby's
(Senerita's daughter's) milk and fed all the baby's food to the
chickens. I guess the mom is like legit crazy and does stuff like that
all the time. So, luckily, we had just done some shopping that day and
we were able to give them a bag of groceries, which, I think, softened
Senerita's heart cause she didn't have anything to feed her baby. It
was lucky that we had groceries in the car though cause usually we just
buy packets of ramen or just hope that people will feed us throughout
the day. But the Lord works in mysterious ways.
At one of our dinners this week I ate sea urchin for
the first time. That was pretty cool. It's like that little spikey
dude (here has a hand drawn picture of an oval shape with pointy spikes
all over). I think that's what it's called. It was pretty good. That
was probably the only time I will ever it it cause my comp is Samoan and
he had never had it either.
But yeah, just like it says in Abraham 5:17, this week has been the "bone of my bones."
Keep blading,
"El Dare" Johansen
PS:
Sup in the hood brothers & sisters! This is your long awaited
memory card! Sorry, I hate talking in the tapes, but I do like taking
pictures and videos to enjoy. Most of the pictures are of me being a
skux deluxe. I'd leave an explanation, but I don't think it necessary.
The beginning 100 or so are when I was comps with Elder Ofisa in
Aleisa, but all the rest are mine and Faitau escapades in Lepale and
Leavuaa. I changed the memory right when I got transferred to Lotofaga.
I think there's about 900 pictures of my beautiful face--enjoy them.
There's some cool ones of me climbing the Banyan tree--I couldn't
resist. And then a billion pics and vids from the storm. My Australian
cousin, Mick Rodney, filmed some segments of his hit show "Storm
Chasers" on my camera while he was visiting. Eventually you get to the
barbecued dinosaur that we ate, a Pteradon, I believe. No--only
fooling mother--just bat. I ate the tongue to prove I was a man. If
you look at picture #600 with my comp and our mini missionary who is
popping my companion's back, you can see the eerie floating orbs. That
house was legit haunted. True story. Anyways, it's all good stuff.
Have a hoot and a toot
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