Adios Hermano Ramos, Hola Sister War

This week has been an emotional roller coaster. To start out last Wednesday me and Josh went bowling, and it was a riot. But the weirdest thing has happened. As you guys know, I became a missionary, and then I bowled a 200. Well Wednesday I beat my record, my new best is 215. I really am being blessed for my efforts. I just have to keep looking for the small blessings.

 

 

Now for the subject of this email. On Thursday Hermano Ramos let us know that it was his last day of teaching. We where all really sad, he is an amazing teacher. At the end of the day we had Q and A about anything we wanted to know about him. He then bared his testimony about how the work we are doing is the best, and most important work on this Earth. He started to tear up, and then he said goodbye to the rest of the class. When things get sentimental, I start to cry too, so I started tearing up. And to make things more awkward I had mentoring with him. So after he said goodbye to everyone else, I had 30 minutes more with him. I had a hard time composing myself, so it was hard to tell him what Spanish I wanted to work on. After mentoring we wished each other good luck, and then said our last goodbye. I shouldn't of been hard at all, but for some reason it was. My Grandpa Mitchell would tear up when he said the dinner prayer, and with how I've handled things lately I am on that same path. 

 

 

That same day we met our new teacher Hermana Guerra, which her name directly translates to Sister War. She chewed out our district leader the first day, because our class should know, and speak more Spanish. As you could imagine, I was not excited to go to class the next day. She surprised all of us though, she is actually really cool. She just doesn't know any English at all, so I literally have no clue what goes on in class. I just smile and say, "No enteindo." I don't think she is a fan of me for that. I really don't care though, I'm trying my best, so what can she do. My neighbor is actually helping me with Spanish, and let me tell you it is a huge help. He is truly amazing, I am so thankful for him. He makes studying more exciting.

 

 

This week has been filled with up's and downs. I had some not good moments, and then I have had some decent moments. I am thankful for my parents though, because they have been supportive through it all. I can recover pretty fast too, I hate being petty and sad, so I try to choose not too. Even though it has been a rough week for me, I look back and it wasn't that bad. Its really weird, I know I struggled, and in the moment I feel like its really hard. And then I look back, and it doesn't seem that bad to me. Like I do have fun in the MTC, and when I goof around my days tend to be a lot better. So I don't know, it's been a weird time for me. All I know is momma didn't raise a quitter. I have dedicated my life to God long before my mission even started. So if I keep being faithful in my promises, I know he will keep his. That is my Ted talk for today, and I wish you all a good week. 

 

 

Elder Mitchell 3rd

 

 

Pictures

1. My office work space 

2. Proof 

3. Last day with hermano Ramos

4. Sprite sitting underneath me during class