The temple laundry rooms - have you ever envisioned all of the clothing they have to wash? Here there are very few people who have their own clothing. We had the opportunity to spend three hours this morning helping sort and fold clothes. Sister Bair had called for volunteers to come help because there had been sooo many people at the temple and they couldn't keep all of the clothing washed, etc.
When we got there the Ruckers were also there so that made it fun. Elder Rucker always has some witty remark about most everything. The best part was sorting - the worst part was trying to fold the slips the way they do to lay smoothly in the bag! Now that is sad isn't it? A woman who raised 4 kids and one who raised 10 kids couldn't figure out how to make that happen. Finally Sister Rucker asked if we could have an easier job.....So they gave us two overflowing laundry baskets full of sashes. Well at first sight we were relieved, that is until we tried to untangle hundreds of sashes to fold them just the right way so they could steam press them. All I can say is their washers must be extraordinary because they stuff them so full the door will barely close - kind of like the taxis here.
The steam presser machine was amazing though. They would lay a straightened bunch of something on the board and pull down the top (looked alot like a casket). When it was done the top would pop up. It was hot, hot, hot! It always feels good to do some service..
We didn't have lessons so it felt like a vacation, which is good for awhile then you just feel you should be doing something more than studying. Sunday evening we have an Easter dinner with the senior missionaries and I have cheesy potatoes to do. It's been such a long time since I have made them I hope I can remember the recipe. Put them together so they would just have to be cooked on Sunday. We went out to PriceMart to get some cheese because Scott doesn't like the cheese we normally buy.
We decided a diversion would be a good thing so invited the Yturraldes down for supper and a Crown Five game. It was a rousing success! Between Scott and Elder Yturralde taking five minutes to think on every turn and Sister Yturralde losing almost every hand. The entertainment was great.
Sunday
The Sanchez kids were gone today so we went to the farewell of one of our students, Sara.
Their meetings start at 8:00 am. Anyway Sara is such a beautiful girl - I just love her so much.
She is so excited to finally leave for her mission in England. Her warmth and spirit should really help the people there. We went up to tell her goodbye and tears just started running down my face.
I was embarrassed but couldn't seem to stop them. When I thought we would never see her again it was heartbreaking. Then a clear realization of how difficult it is going to be to leave all of these people that we have grown close to hit like a brick. Any advise on controlling tears??
We have the Easter dinner tonight. Made the potatoes and had left overs so put them in a pan for Scott and when we cooked them they were so liquidy I am cooking more potatoes to put in with them. These potatoes seem to have more starch in them. Got to the dinner with potatoes that looked like soup. Don't know what happened. I know the cheese here is different but really- that different?
Guess they didn't taste too bad thankfully. There were about 50 senior missionaries there so we had a good time.
Sister Bair says they need help in the laundry again tomorrow so we will go at 8:00 am again. Maybe this time I can actually learn how to fold slips. They are very particular about how things are folded. An inch over this or that way and it isn't acceptable. I'll stick with the sorting dirty clothes!
On this Easter day I have given much thought to Jesus Christ and the atonement. There is so much I cannot even comprehend about the atonement but I am so grateful there is someone who understands the heartbreaks, the sorrows, the trials we all endure. A brother who was willing to die a horrendously painful death that we might live again, that we can repent of our many weaknesses and sins; that we can live eternally as family. I am very grateful! I have never had such a strong testimony that we are all children our Father in Heaven as when I see these little kids with their big black curious eyes or the old beggars pushing carts down the road. I know they are our brothers and sisters and we are grateful to have the opportunity to help them in any way we can. What a privilege it is to be here with them.
When we got there the Ruckers were also there so that made it fun. Elder Rucker always has some witty remark about most everything. The best part was sorting - the worst part was trying to fold the slips the way they do to lay smoothly in the bag! Now that is sad isn't it? A woman who raised 4 kids and one who raised 10 kids couldn't figure out how to make that happen. Finally Sister Rucker asked if we could have an easier job.....So they gave us two overflowing laundry baskets full of sashes. Well at first sight we were relieved, that is until we tried to untangle hundreds of sashes to fold them just the right way so they could steam press them. All I can say is their washers must be extraordinary because they stuff them so full the door will barely close - kind of like the taxis here.
The steam presser machine was amazing though. They would lay a straightened bunch of something on the board and pull down the top (looked alot like a casket). When it was done the top would pop up. It was hot, hot, hot! It always feels good to do some service..
We didn't have lessons so it felt like a vacation, which is good for awhile then you just feel you should be doing something more than studying. Sunday evening we have an Easter dinner with the senior missionaries and I have cheesy potatoes to do. It's been such a long time since I have made them I hope I can remember the recipe. Put them together so they would just have to be cooked on Sunday. We went out to PriceMart to get some cheese because Scott doesn't like the cheese we normally buy.
We decided a diversion would be a good thing so invited the Yturraldes down for supper and a Crown Five game. It was a rousing success! Between Scott and Elder Yturralde taking five minutes to think on every turn and Sister Yturralde losing almost every hand. The entertainment was great.
Sunday
The Sanchez kids were gone today so we went to the farewell of one of our students, Sara.
Their meetings start at 8:00 am. Anyway Sara is such a beautiful girl - I just love her so much.
She is so excited to finally leave for her mission in England. Her warmth and spirit should really help the people there. We went up to tell her goodbye and tears just started running down my face.
I was embarrassed but couldn't seem to stop them. When I thought we would never see her again it was heartbreaking. Then a clear realization of how difficult it is going to be to leave all of these people that we have grown close to hit like a brick. Any advise on controlling tears??
We have the Easter dinner tonight. Made the potatoes and had left overs so put them in a pan for Scott and when we cooked them they were so liquidy I am cooking more potatoes to put in with them. These potatoes seem to have more starch in them. Got to the dinner with potatoes that looked like soup. Don't know what happened. I know the cheese here is different but really- that different?
Guess they didn't taste too bad thankfully. There were about 50 senior missionaries there so we had a good time.
Sister Bair says they need help in the laundry again tomorrow so we will go at 8:00 am again. Maybe this time I can actually learn how to fold slips. They are very particular about how things are folded. An inch over this or that way and it isn't acceptable. I'll stick with the sorting dirty clothes!
On this Easter day I have given much thought to Jesus Christ and the atonement. There is so much I cannot even comprehend about the atonement but I am so grateful there is someone who understands the heartbreaks, the sorrows, the trials we all endure. A brother who was willing to die a horrendously painful death that we might live again, that we can repent of our many weaknesses and sins; that we can live eternally as family. I am very grateful! I have never had such a strong testimony that we are all children our Father in Heaven as when I see these little kids with their big black curious eyes or the old beggars pushing carts down the road. I know they are our brothers and sisters and we are grateful to have the opportunity to help them in any way we can. What a privilege it is to be here with them.
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