11/2/14
This week we went to the P residente of the Rama’s house, Pesidente Camacho.
He had a guitar and
played some sweet music for us called Zamba. Look it up. It is
great. I’m gonna learn it when I get home.
Somebody told me that
they are a professional guitar player and when he started playing I kinda felt
like I was watching Boom goes the Dynamite. I got such bad goose bumps
that I had to leave the room.
Our area is full of
farms and we went and saw little piggies and I’m going to try to go to milk a
cow next week.
This week 2 groups of
teenage girls tried talking to us. I felt so uncomfortable because all I
could manage to stutter out was "...uh....uh...." I realized that my
life is a lot easier without having to try to talk to girls.
It rained a whole butt
load this week. We left and had some good water. Its good thing though
cause nobody washes our clothes here and we have only had 20 dollars for 2
weeks of food and the necessaries. Washing clothes isn’t that necessary,
right? Who needs to wash your clothes when nature will do it for you?
I love you all. I
hope that things are well. Like it says in Alma suffer with
patience. All of us have problems and trials but God will help us
overcome them.
Love,
Elder Merkley
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