HEY!
I did see Elder Stott today, and it was CRAZY! He's so big. Not the little boy that I used to hang out with. But I'm still the little boy he hung out with.
It's so crazy that Zach and Katie don't live in this state anymore, like, what. Things aren;t supposed to change, they remain the same forever. duh.
Also, english is hard to type nowadays, Polish is very phonetic, and English, not so much. And speaking of which, Polish is AWESOME! It's the best language. And I'm learning so much, like, the grammar makes sense, and it's pretty easy aside from the whole "most words have two or less vowels in them" I love it.
And when we teach investigators, it's so easy to say things! I want to say something, and I might not know the words i wanted, but when start talking, I figure out a way to say it with what i know, even if I barely studied the words before. It's like a neat experience I had last time we taught, Starszy Einfeldt seemed like he wanted to say something, but couldn't, until he mumbled to himself that scripture that says somehting like "open your mouth and I will fill it" and then he just started talking and was able to say exactly what should have been said.
Our companionship has been getting a lot better, I think that the sickness of Starszy xxxxx humbled him a little bit, and also both me and Starszy Einfeldt have voiced our concerns with him during Comp inventory, so yeah, things are coming along better. And we feel the Spirit in our lessons much more because of it! I love it so much.
My favorite experience prawdopodobnie was in our last lesson with our investigator, Adrian, who is actually our teacher, and while we were speaking, we had the Spirit with us very strong, and at the end, our teacher broke character and just told us "That is what teaching is supposed to be like" And it was great.
Prawdopodobnie my favorite person in my district is Starszy Haskett. He's just really funny, and I feel like we'd actually be friends in real life, and he's actually got a good spirit with him, which is nice to have. But pretty much everyone is really fun to be around, and I could be tight with any of them. Like Starszy Mcmaster. He plays the piano really well, and we'll just go into a room with a piano and play with each other and try to one up each other even though he's way better than me.
I've got three teachers- Brat Jensen, Siostra Blake, and Siostra Barth. Brat Jensen was the first teacher, so he's the one that we all try to impress the most, he's like the aloof father figure that you would do anything to impress. Siostra Blake was our second one, and the first one we ever heard english from, so she's like a really good friend and really peppy and happy all the time. And Siostra Barth was the teacher who was our first "investigator" and she hasn't taught us for long enough to really figure out what I think of her, so I'll get back to you about that.
I think the hardest thing is teaching. I mean, the language is tough, but it's actually not that tough. It comes along. The gift of tongues. Darem Jenzikow. But teaching is where the real stuff happens, ya know? It's where it really matters. And it's the scariest, even though it's where we learn a ton. But that's a quote around here- "There's no growth in the comfort zone, and there's no comfort in the growth zone." Nice.
We did hear the roars of the game (BYU winning the football game in the last seconds, the stadium is really close to the MTC), and a bunch of elders started running outside just to hear the sounds of the game. MAX. YOU FOOL. You watch to the end of games ALWAYS. Homework can wait, the night is essentially and endless resource of time to do things.
It was really cool to meet the guy who was your missionary (at BYU 30 yrs ago!)! I never really thought about it, but then someone in gym was like "are you elder Leeeiicty?" And I said probably, and he took me to him and it was awesome! You should meet with him, he wants to. And it would be awesome for you, too.
Getting up in the morning is absolutely dreadful every time, but you get used to it. Our room tries to get ready within 30 minutes each day, and I always win. Because I'm used to running late for school. And it's five of us in our room, the other two are in a room of other people speaking slavic languages, but going to Leeds, England.
Every Tuesday, we clean the building that has the gym in it, and the big Sunday night devotionals, and we have to keep our room clean every day, which we're stellar at.
And I got to go to the temple today, which is always an amazing experience. And I'm still a little sick, but probably where I had the best experience was prawdopodobnie (probably) was in the temple today, where I started to get a wracking cough, and it would have been really distracting, so I said a quick little prayer to help me maintain it, and as soon as I ended, the pain in my throat was almost all the way gone. Prayer. Modlitwa.
We all started to decide that the food here is pretty unacceptable, so the complaining every mealtime is getting a little out of hand. I just started to eat the salads, because they're the most real thing that's actually served. The food is really good for anyone who stays for a week and a half like the english speakers, but for us nine weekers... ugh. Chicken sandwiches are life.
I love you all SO MUCH!
-Starszy Liechty
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