sooo i dont have too much time to write but ill share an experience from this week. So we were at a less actives house and her 1 year old son was playing with her book of mormon about to rip it. she quickly takes it out of his hands and says here take this shoving her phone in his hands "id rather you break this than my book" i look at the phone which is a really nice phone. just about new. i thought wow how many people in the world would rather shatter their phone screen than have a page damaged in their scriptures? It was pretty eye opening for me because there arent many who would say that.
WEll this week was VERY uneventful. But really. I spent just about the whole week in the apt. Yeah fun times. But before you ask what the.... why? What were you doing?? My comp had gastritis... (i hope the spelling is the same in english and spanish...) basically when your stomach acids burn your stomach... yeah fun times. so anyways. I had a lot of scripture study which i actually really enjoyed.
Now to the title of this email. You have probably all heard about the earthquake in chile last week and would have thought ahhh hermana ostler was ok didnt feel anything cause shes on the OTHER SIDE of the CONTINENT. WRONG. Due to the above statement of me being stuck in the apartment for a week at about 8:30 Argentine standard time (lol that probably doesnt exist but i like it haha) im sitting in my bed in my room in my apartment on the 10th floor of our apartment complex studying my scriptures. And this is my thought process. Hmmm this is a weird feeling what is moving? (it felt like a boat going over a small wake on a lake) now being from california my first instinct is crap earthquake wheres a table to get under? then i think of my science experience of plate techtonics (thanks mom) and am like no. not possible were in the middle of a plate nope. so then im like ok i have been sitting here way too long in a fixed position reading... i think im going crazy. then i look around and my clothes in my closet are rocking back and forth and the light hanging from the ceiling too. So im like uhhh not normal and think back to earthquake. but NOT POSSIBLE. Then once im really confused my comp yells from the other room. HEY DO YOU GUYS FEEL THIS. Oh thank the heavens im not crazy. so we decide to leave the apt but as we are about to go out the door it stops. well. yeah. i tell my comps that it was probably and earthquake in chile or peru and it must have been really strong. so we ask the neighbor (which was a bad idea) cause all she basically said was what do you mean you dont have means to look it up? how can you not have tv radio or computer?!?! you girls are crazy! so yeah that was a fun time. then the member we called told us that we were a bit crazy and feeling things. and about 15 min later everyone calls us and says we were right, earthquake in chile! 10 points for hermana ostler and her plate techtonic knowledge. thanks again mom and iusd. youd think i would have been able to get a higher grade in high school science. haha anywaysssss moving on.
other than that the week was relatively quiet. saturday we finally worked and sunday we had an almost miracle. a guy showed up to church and wanted to be baptized. the elders said he was from our area and we believed them but then at the end of the block we asked his address and was apparently in the other ward. that was a bit frustrating but i learned that even when were super frustrated the lord can calm our hearts and tell us its ok and that he has something else prepared for us. :)
WHoooooo after a crazy pday and a lot of comforting and informing the newbies who just got to the mission on tuesday i finally arrived in la boca at about 9! Well there went our day for procelighting. But a bit about my companionS. yes i have 2 haha the first is hermana hernandez and shes from honduras dont ask me where cause i have no idea... all i know is that the country is right next to guatemala.... (shout out to carrie) haha but yeah. she goes home this transfer and she was my sister training leader back when i was in versailles. weird to be companions now hahah. My other companion is hermana bekaouche. (pronounced bek-oww-che) sometimes i just call her hermana beka cause her names difficult.. its ok she cant pronounce mine either haha shes from lima peru, has 3 months in the mission and has the most crazy conversion story ever. but like in the history of mankind. yeah.
the companionship is fun because, well. i dont know if you can tell from any of the pictures but im about a head and a half taller than the both of them. and im blonde. and really white. WHOOO. so yeah basically i stand out like a sore thumb. its a fun time. they give me a hard time for it hahaha
soo this week. since theres never a boring or uneventful day in the mission, we skipped tuesday for the reasons mentioned above, so wednesday. we woke up and hermana beka had a headache and a HUGE zit looking thing that we still dont know what it its but the mission presidents wife says its a boil and she popped it a few times and it kept growing then started to ooze puss. so they sent us to the hospital. fun times. thursday morning. zone meeting. Friday. Hermana Beka had tramites to get legal in the country. Where i got good news! After about 11 months of being illegal my papers supposedly finally got here! yeahhh! well see if the luck lasts.
But since we got back at about 3 and hadnt had lunch we decided to go to a peruvian place. and well i was bored after we ate and was looking at the picante (spicy sauce, but like really spicy this is peru were talking about) and thought hmm i wonder if i would die if i drank the whole thing. the answer is pretty darn close haha yeah dont have pictures but i do have a video. my companions say im crazy haha
saturday. Service activity for mormon helping hands. we traveled about an hour to get there and we helped repaint a school it was a fun time cause about half the mission went (and all the members and their pertaining wards) so basically all the members in the city of buenos aires were there. super cool. although i kinda miss electric sanders... the sand paper made my hands feel like... well sandpaper.
also if you want to know basically what the area im in is like type in google photos caminito or boca soccer field. my area is a block away and it all looks the same. whoop.
so yeah thats all for this week. a bit longer than usual haha
Well this last week has been a bit surreal. I knew i was going to be transferred but it was still really sad to be honest. These last 4 months in zarate have been the best. The person i was when i arrived in zarate and the person i am now are completely different. its something that even the members picked up on. Although at the beginning of my mission i said i would NEVER go to Zarate, i came to love it and it is by far one of my favorite areas. I have learned so much there and it has changed me as a person. I left behind a lot of people i love there but am excited to start the sprint at the end of the race inn....... LA BOCA!!!! WHOOOO. For the record i called it. This will be my second area with a big shot soccer stadium (the rival of river in nunez) and my preferred team :)
Something I learned this week or more come to realize is how much the message we share as missionaries affects people. It really changes lives and i feel so grateful to be one of these messengers who can bring this happiness to people.
I also had the awesome opportunity to see ELDER OSTLER TODAY! ahhh it was so great to see a familiar face. I got to talk to him for a few minutes and wow. He is a copy of uncle brian! hahaha family is the best!
WEll i dont really know what to say about this week cause not too much happened and it went by SUPER fast. Basically at the beginning of the week i got really sick and was vomiting for a bit longer than 32 hours then slowly recouperated until about thursday. So that was a fun time.
Other than that we had a baptim this week! It was so cool because her younger brother who got baptized 2 weeks ago performed the ordinance! It was a really special moment.
I had an experience this week that made me really be thankful for the spirit. The day before the baptism we went to the womans house and she told us she didnt want to be baptized. Ok. The only twist in the story was that we were on divisions so my companion wasnt there and i was the only one in the room who knew what was going on. Whoooo. But for some strange reason i was just about unphased, or at least not freaking out too much. So i said a quick prayer had a moment of silence and started talking. I have no idea what came out of my mouth but then i looked to the member who shared something to her best knowledge of what she thought was going on and my "companion" did the same. It was really interesting to feel the spirit in the room and in the end she said she was going to get baptized! What a tender mercy that the lord gave us! Im so thankful that i was confirmed shortly after my baptism 12 years ago and recievd the gift of the holy ghost to lead me and guide me and give me the words to say.