Monday is our weekend! - That is if we don't have all- morning meetings, and we didn't today. Spanish classes and Family Home Evening don't start until afternoon so it was wonderful to have the morning to study and relax a bit. At least this week we didn't have a "Choir Festival" meeting. That has the potential of being such a great thing for the people here. They love to sing and it doesn't take as much effort as learning how to play the piano. Getting the music people in place and training them will be one of the biggest challenges. In our FHE we talked about our ancestors and how they came to join the church. Scott and I realized that we need to do some serious genealogy work when we get home.
Tuesday was our morning at the temple. There was one car parked in the temple parking lot besides ours so we thought we would be the only people there. But just like at the churches that look like no one is inside because there are no cars out front, there were people inside. I keep forgetting that many of these people come by public transportation because they don't have cars.
Tonight was our lesson at the Santo Domingo stake. Supposed to begin at 6:30 - no one came until 7:15. One girl came at 8:00. I do know that if there is even one student there it is worthwhile.
We are trying to adjust but sometimes it is frustrating!!
I was helping three girls by the window when I noticed a man looking in the window. Thought he was one of the building people. He opened the door and came over to me with something in his hand. Scary looking guy!! Then he went out but stayed on the balcony by the room we were in and kept looking through the window and door window. When I opened up the paper it had his name and two phone numbers on and said he worked at the University - but that's all. One of the girls was shivering and said "He makes me afraid."- like I wasn't afraid!
Well you all know how brave I am - Scott had to go back down to the car to get some cards and left me in the room with six teenage girls. I asked him to talk to the guy and see if he could get him to leave. Then one of the girls said, "You don't talk to people like that. They want money and will hurt you get it."
So I had my trusty music baton and stood in front of the door so he couldn't open it - like that would have stopped him! I was on my way across the room to get a broom, which looked like a better weapon, when Scott came back in. The guy was standing outside the room so Scott said he just handed him some money and told him to leave then followed him down the stairs and out of the yard.
We all breathed a sigh of relief.
Here we are at home again. Grateful for another day to serve the Lord who has given us so much.
Tuesday was our morning at the temple. There was one car parked in the temple parking lot besides ours so we thought we would be the only people there. But just like at the churches that look like no one is inside because there are no cars out front, there were people inside. I keep forgetting that many of these people come by public transportation because they don't have cars.
Tonight was our lesson at the Santo Domingo stake. Supposed to begin at 6:30 - no one came until 7:15. One girl came at 8:00. I do know that if there is even one student there it is worthwhile.
We are trying to adjust but sometimes it is frustrating!!
I was helping three girls by the window when I noticed a man looking in the window. Thought he was one of the building people. He opened the door and came over to me with something in his hand. Scary looking guy!! Then he went out but stayed on the balcony by the room we were in and kept looking through the window and door window. When I opened up the paper it had his name and two phone numbers on and said he worked at the University - but that's all. One of the girls was shivering and said "He makes me afraid."- like I wasn't afraid!
Well you all know how brave I am - Scott had to go back down to the car to get some cards and left me in the room with six teenage girls. I asked him to talk to the guy and see if he could get him to leave. Then one of the girls said, "You don't talk to people like that. They want money and will hurt you get it."
So I had my trusty music baton and stood in front of the door so he couldn't open it - like that would have stopped him! I was on my way across the room to get a broom, which looked like a better weapon, when Scott came back in. The guy was standing outside the room so Scott said he just handed him some money and told him to leave then followed him down the stairs and out of the yard.
We all breathed a sigh of relief.
Here we are at home again. Grateful for another day to serve the Lord who has given us so much.
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