First Week in the Cama

What happened this week? I don't know if I could even tell you, because the majority of my time was spent smiling, nodding, and saying sí. I don't really understand anything that isn't directly related to the principles in Preach my Gospel. I especially don't understand my trainer (Elder Tarrega) because he doesn't talk very loud, so most days I just follow him around and have no clue what is next. He also walks super fast and I swear he is half camel. I never see him drink water or go the bathroom.

We've been knocking a lot of doors this week, but a lot of people either don't answer or aren't home. We've taught some lessons, but not that many. I also don't know the names of most of my investigators because I don't understand when they say it so I just think of them as "the person who lives far away." We had one lesson this week where I was super tired and I kept nodding off, but I was trying so hard not to. Whenever I try to focus really hard on what someone is saying, I just get tired and the words lull me to sleep. It is really cool seeing the Holy Ghost affect the investigators and being a missionary its a lot easier to tell when people are feeling the Holy Ghost. 

We get fed by the members every day and it is usually soup followed by rice followed by soup. The food is good and when we get variety it is even better.

A couple funny things from life in mexico: On my first day here, the bishop told me to work like a black man and every where I go i'm referred to as Guerro which means white boy. I've also gotten hijo of trump a couple of times. Also whenever there is singing here, everyone is way out of tune and off key. On Sunday they didn't have a pianist at first, so the chorister sings the intro and during the song they sing above the whole congregation, so it is very different than at home.

Adios

Elder Warburton