So this week has been pretty good. A bit wet, but good.
Monday we played basketball, and I explored that trapdoor that I found. Not too much under there. A lot of dust and garbage. I was hoping for a chained up Zombie or cannibal or something, but there was diddly-squat. Kind of disappointing. Even a secret lair would have been nice. Oh well. I got super dusty though. That was kind of fun.
Tuesday, not too much happened. We started teaching the Diebels, a part member family we have, so that went well. Plus they came to church. Yay.
Wednesday, I can't really remember what happened, so we'll skip it.
Thursday we had Zone Conference and we got to meet President Scott. He's a good man, and I like him.
Friday, we had travels with the Zone Leaders. I got to go with Elder Bergstrom. He's from Sweden. He's a pretty cool guy. He's says 'situation' funny. He's a good man.
Saturday, nothing too much exciting happened. We got called idiots repeatedly for a mistake, so I almost tore into the lady who was saying it, but I bit my tongue. I regret that. Later in the night, we (as in I) decided to walk through the graveyard when it was really dark. Then I heard this screeching noise, and my heart stopped for a few seconds, until the screeching became the roar of a truck. It was pretty funny. I think we should make that a nightly thing.
Sunday was pretty good. Same old, same old.
So that was my week! Peace!
Stubbs
Tuesday, not too much happened. We started teaching the Diebels, a part member family we have, so that went well. Plus they came to church. Yay.
Wednesday, I can't really remember what happened, so we'll skip it.
Thursday we had Zone Conference and we got to meet President Scott. He's a good man, and I like him.
Friday, we had travels with the Zone Leaders. I got to go with Elder Bergstrom. He's from Sweden. He's a pretty cool guy. He's says 'situation' funny. He's a good man.
Saturday, nothing too much exciting happened. We got called idiots repeatedly for a mistake, so I almost tore into the lady who was saying it, but I bit my tongue. I regret that. Later in the night, we (as in I) decided to walk through the graveyard when it was really dark. Then I heard this screeching noise, and my heart stopped for a few seconds, until the screeching became the roar of a truck. It was pretty funny. I think we should make that a nightly thing.
Sunday was pretty good. Same old, same old.
So that was my week! Peace!
Stubbs
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