Everything is going pretty great here, I'm glad Lauren misses me but hopefully she can deal with that, I think it's funny she's just now reading Enders Game. So far the MTC has been great, and Elder Hanks is in my district so I see him every day. I'v seen an Elder Fowers around because there are only 50 missionaries here. This is also the largest group of missionaries they've had in the past year, so this MTC is SMALL. The food has been surprisingly survivable. Some things like veggie fajitas were questionable and I barely ate half of what they gave me, but we've also had some good food. I'm even eating my veggies, well sorta. You might be surprised what I'll eat when I come back, as long as I pray before I eat it.
My companion is Elder Cameron from Australia. His accent and idioms are sometimes really hard to understand and he has a hard time finding alternate explanations for Australianisms. The first couple of time we practiced teaching as well he really struggled to communicate clearly and articulately, as well as simply speaking up at all. Fortunately I think his fears of talking to strangers about the gospel or his general shyness is dissipating, and we taught a great lesson last night. Well, role play but the role plays here have been really good. We have milestones for each step of teaching, and Monday we had our first one where we taught a member referral for the investigators first time. The emphasis on the lesson was to find what the investigator needed or would find most relevant and important about the gospel and then teach about it. They had some members and teachers in the area act as the investigator mostly, but we had the sister missionaries in the MTC. By the way, we have about 48 elders and 2 sisters. So yeah. Poor sisters. During the lesson we were talking about handling hard trials the Lord gives us, and during the lesson we asked one of the sister posing as the member with us in the lesson to share a time when she suffered a great trial. Keep in mind the investigator had just been divorced in the role play. She said, "Oh yeah, about a year ago, my puppy died." Kinda derailed everything and the poor sister realized how funny that sounded and tried to not laugh. We were on film and the entire scenario was very real so we needed to keep the spirit but it was really hard not to just burst out laughing. We survived, but I can't stop cracking up at the thought of it.
Don't have much else to say really, it's just sorta mission life. I'm excited to go street contacting Friday, and hopefully Elder Cameron and I have success. Besides the accents of the teachers and the food we're eating, it's a little hard sometimes to realize we're in England.
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