Hey, (and mom it's choro. pronounced chohroh. xD (big hug))
So. Those young ones seem to be quite a handful now don't they? Gonna be
weird coming home huh? Well it would be weird anyway (no offense).
Your story made me laugh too mom. I can just picture the look of shock and
almost hear their thoughts as they drive up into the yard. That is definitely
not something that you want to have happen as a missionary. It's not something
that we really have in Japan, one because no one really has that big a
house/that much land, and then unless people are at the beach they usually
don't wear bikinis. xD No, they content themselves wearing short skirts
instead. And it's not a seasonal thing either. (-_-;)
That's way cool though. It's become so incredible to me. To hear how
people met the missionaries and then became converted to the gospel.
...heehee... you fell in love with the missionaries. xD But I guess it's
not overly surprising because we are pretty drop-dead handsome guys. And the
Japanese people are absolutely in love with my eyebrows. (-_-;) Just yesterday
at church our dendo shunin (ward mission leader) told me that his daughter said
that 'Elder Keith's eyebrows are cute.' .... uhhhh thanks?...... but yeah
then we ended up going over to that family's house for dinner, and the mom said
that sometimes her and the daughter (like 15) sometimes talk about us
missionaries. And then she said that they were saying that when they talk to
me, it's ok at the start, but then instead of looking at my eyes they end up
looking at my eyebrows... -sigh- but it's all good.
So now a couple things you can put on the blog.
1.(for anyone intending to write me a letter) Don't worry about writing me
snail mail paper letters anymore. I've only got a little bit of time left and
odds are good that I won't have time to write anyone back, and even if I do get
time, I'll probably not write back on the grounds that I'll just come and say
thanks once I get back.
2. So I think that the scars have healed enough to say that about 3 weeks
back I fell from my bike. (^_^;) But this time it wasn't because I was being
reckless.
We had just come from a teaching appointment with the sisters and were
headed back to the church for our weekly ping pong activity (which I can proudly
say that I started) and I was going down a hill pretty fast. And since there
was another hill coming up I decided that I wanted to get more speed and go up
the hill better, so I switched gears. But my bike, the good ol' green hornet,
needed the chain to be oiled. Pretty badly. And after suffering almost 2 years
of excruciating abuse at the hands of Elder Keith (he learned how to bunny hop a
bike, among countless other things) it was probably fed up. So the chain came
off but because I was still pedaling hard, when it came off and all my weight
was on my one foot, that caused me to unbalanace past the point of recovery. The
sister who was behind me in our line of bikes said that I flew. I don't really
know how it happened. I do know that I became well acquainted with road rash.
Probably the worst case that I've ever had in my life. Wasn't fun. I got 2
spots on my right hand, one on each of the upper side of my arms. a small one
on my knee, a bruised shoulder and a small one on my left hand, besides the 3 or
so on the knuckles of my right hand. So I got back up on my bike and raced to
church (5 mins away) and started washing out my injuries. The sisters pulled
out the first aid kits while my companion pulled out his grammar book and
started studying. Then one of the sisters had what's called essential oils.
They're supposed to be good for healing and stuff. So they used that and I've just
been working carefully since then. They're healed to the point now, that I
don't really need to worry anymore but yeah. It was fun. Painful but
fun.
(If you check the mission blog that I sent, the picture of us around the
table eating, I tried to hide it, but I'm sure if you look closely you can see
that I have bandages on and stuff)
3. We had a record the other day. 5 big roaches in one day. 1 got away
but we found him the next day. He died. I haven't kept track but we must be up
over 60 roaches since I got here now. Excluding the babies that is. Well
that's what happens when the woman below you doesn't throw out her trash. Like
her door is jammed and when she does get it open she has to climb on top of 2
feet of trash to get in. And I'm not exaggerating at all.
4. We gave service at a kinda like day-care where mentally handicapped
people go. It was kinda weird. Kinda funny. Kinda terrifying all at the same
time. But everyone was way nice. It was way fun. So we're going back there
again next week.
So yeah that's been the scoop on me this past week. And this coming week
is equally as busy! xD Well actually this week is more busy but that's life.
Thanks so much. Love you =D
Elder Keith
キース長老
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