I've got good news and bad news. The bad news is that Sister Hyatt is
being transferred
tomorrow :/ The good news is that I ate plantain
fufu his week. It is an African meal that is kind of like play doh,
but you eat it. Advice: if you are trying fufu for the first time,
take a dime sized piece instead of a softball sized piece.
Sister Hyatt forgot her name tag yesterday so I let her wear mine
while I wore the pocket kind. Ya know the kind that elders wear on
their suit coat jackets? Yes, it did look weird. She and I both tried
to keep our hair in front of our name tags all day.
#missionaryproblems
We visited this week with a less active member who is an older woman.
She was telling us that she was so grateful for her fish being alive
after her fish tank fell off the table a few days before... Well, the
first thing we had noticed when we had come in was a pretty rancid
smell and then we saw three very dead fish floating at the top of a
fish tank of murky water... There was no way that we were going to be
the ones to tell her the news! That's what home and visiting teachers
are for, right?
Anyway, it's been a fabulous week and I'm excited for whatever
adventures are ahead. I love you allllllllll!
Love, Sister Ricks
P.s. Other lessons from this week:
-If a Jehovah's Witness asks if you believe in Timothy in the Bible, say yes
-Damian fruit smells bad but tastes good
-Giving a pogo stick to an eight year old boy is probably the fastest
way to his heart
-Prayer works! Even if you pray about something that seems small but
matters to you
-Don't tell the elders if you suspect you have bed bugs. They might
tell the assistants to the president who will call and make fun of you
(we don't have them).
