Another transfer has come and gone. Before you know it Christmas will arrive and someone will be making fun of my Brazilian accent. How crazy is that? Oh well. 6 weeks in the Agronomica Ward and I’m already packing my bags. Yes, you heard correctly. I’m getting transferred. Surprises aren’t always that fun.
This past week was a real pain. We had a couple days were plans A through D fell through ALL DAY LONG. It tests your faith, and your patience, but everything works out in the end. Willian got splashed, but his mom will have to wait a little while. Saturday after the baptism the primary had a big activity. Seeing as how we had a few kids there from investigator families, we stuck around to help out a little bit. It was a bunch of fun. It’s too bad I’m already leaving the area, but I feel as though I helped out a little bit.
For P-Day today I was expecting to go to a big game of basketball at the president’s house. It just so happened that my companion had his heart set on going to the beach. A few different Elders called me this morning to make sure I was coming, but I had to tell each of them that it wouldn’t work out. Oh well. There’s always next time. We hung out on the beach, threw around a football, a Frisbee, and had sumo wrestling matches in the sand. It was Elder Burkhardt’s last P-Day so we went to Pizza Hut for lunch.
What else could I be forgetting?
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HAPPY BIRTHDAY MOM!!!!
From your SON,Elder Haws(mo)
PS I'm throwing in a picture of Artur, an 18-month-ish old boy who I taught to say "Cougar". He only says a handful of words in Portuguese but runs around his house screaming "COUGAR!" Don't worry. His mom studied at BYU for a semester so she understands.
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