Monday, January 21, 2013

January 21, 2013 - Inhamizua


Ok so I'm just going to write one Big letter to everyone,
         This week was way crazy. So first we saw monkeys - wild ones - next to one of our member’s house. His name is Pinto and he is super old and lives alone with his 3 grand kids.  He went to the temple last year to be sealed to his wife and all his kids who have all passed away. He is a way cool guy. Last week we went to go check on him and read in Doctorine and Covenants - he loves reading with us. But he told us that he and his grandkids didn't have any food because he can't work and his grandkids are pretty young. So we talked to the district president who is way cool and he helped us out. So we had 2000 mt (which is what we missionaries get about every week) to buy them food for 3 months. The hard part was having a receipt for beans and everything but we conseguired  after going to Beirra and trying like 100 different places. Then we had huge sacks of rice we had to carry through the jungle to get to his house so we called a bunch of members to help us but only one showed up. So we had a ton of stuff to carry. We tried to do it on our heads like everyone does here but it was pretty hard. I'm pretty sure we gained a lot of respect though. Everyone was talking dialect when we walked by, like ''look white guys have head balancing skills too!” Well actually, I just heard “white guys” and a lot of pointing but I'm like 90 percent sure that's what they were saying. Anyways that was way fun and now that family has food.
           We just did a ton of contacts this week.  We got 40 numbers because we super need more families to teach that will progress.
       Yesterday was a crazy day as well. So our president was not at church and Elder Ostler had to talk because a speaker didn't show up (which has been happening a lot lately.) But this is where it gets crazy - so our last speaker was our new elder's quorum president who I called Friday because our main speaker backed out. So he gets up and speaks in Portuguese and then Masena, the local dialect, which was weird but wasn't that big of a deal. But then he just kept going on and on how we should all speak Masenna at church because there are old people (the word he used translated into English as grandmas) who don't understand Portuguese perfect. He was like this isn't the church of the white guys this is the church of Jesus Christ so we should speak Massena. Super crazy but we got everything figured out afterwards. I think our district president is going to talk to him. But Inhamizua is a crazy place. Tons of machambas rice farms and super jungley.  Every once in a while we find houses where nobody speaks any Portuguese. 
         It was a good week. We’ve just got a lot of work to do with our branch. This week we have to find a seminary teacher or we might have to teach seminary here as well, which would super kill our time. But I think we can possibly find someone.

Love you all,
              Elder Bigelow

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