Wednesday, February 25, 2015

Feb 23, 2015 Dusty Shoes

Elder Guevara

The shoes are from just like 2 hours of walking in my area. They were black and polished and pretty, but now I have to clean them again. :P
Ok.  Here we go. I havent had a very good week. Spanish is still impossible as of yet, but looking back on the week, I feel like is better than what it was. I have felt terrible and discouraged every single day this week, but I cant remeber. it just blurred by.  We started a contacting techique that our President gave us. Its called "Mini-Zion" (Mini-Sión). Basically, or an hour every dy we just walk around the block and say hi to people. eventually, they will feel something good when we comeby, and at the end of the week, knock on every door in the block. People will open the doors and let you in. Thats the idea, at least. So we did that, and we are going to knock tomorrow. I am exited to see. Anyways, I didnt miss home as much this week, either.  I was only discouraged a lot. Spanish is hard, and different.  I have found that the District videos can help a little with the teaching, or the idea of teaching. I wish that there were videos about learning spanish. :P Oh well. On Saturday, something incredible happened. I told Elder Guevara that I wanted to go a certain way on the street. I dont know why. But we ran into somebody (I contacted him, meaning: "¡Hola! Somos misioneros de la Iglesia de Jesucristo de los Santos de los Últimos Días. Mi nombre es Elder Olsen, y este es mi compañero, Elder Guevara. Tenemos un mensaje para usted sobre la familia." Then, I gesture to him, and he takes over.) He was interested, and taught him a lesson right after at his house!  Later that day, we were about to end Mini-Sión, and I wanted to stop by a family who we had taught once, but werent home when we went back for the second lesson that we had scheduled, or any other time (3 or 4 times during the week) that we knocked. So we stopped by, and they were home! They let us in, and we taught the restoration to them, which ended up being the best lesson that I have taught, because I understood everything, and even was able to "Ping-Pong" our teaching of the lesson. I taught like half of it, and bore testimony. At the end, I even asked the commitments, including reading and praying about the book of mormon, invitingthem to church, and most importantly, inviting them to baptism, with a date. The accepted all of them, but didnt go to church.   :(  Anyhow, it was a great lesson, and I was confident for the next 2 hours of the day, until bed. That feeling didnt carry into Sunday, and my Spanish was terrible again that day, but whatever. It is improving. Just a little, but there is some improvement.  Now to answer questions. Mom, Yes, it is the only room, and there is a bathroom down the hall. The walls and floor are stone or concrete or something. The bathroom is s,mall, has a curtainless shower that is just a little corner of the room (actuall like a fourth of the space) a toilet, and a sink. Air conditioning doesnt exist in my whole mission, save one stake center about an hour from my area, that all mission meetings are held at, besides transfers. We eat at a "pensionista"s house every day for lunch. She is paid by the church, and doesnt ever talk to us. We eat alone. We are not alñowed to eat at members houses because of safety reasons, and I have taken dads advice to drink the juice literally, and drink the juice that is offered by just about anybody. I didnt do it at first, but when I did, dad was right, and I could see that they were more happy. I shop at corner stores when I am thirsty, and want a drink, but on P-Days, there is a supermarket called Metro, which is like a run down Wal-Mart. Our church building is A chapel and really small cultural center, a hallway connecting them to a building with like 6 rooms and a bathroom, and a big scary fence around the builing.  All churches here have them, not sure why, but whatever. It is a smaller ward, but it still has the 3 hour block with all of the different age groups and stuff. Our ward covers 2 areas, so us and the district leader share a ward and see eachother alot. His name is Elder Huish (pronounced like Jewish, but with a H sound at the beginning instead of a j) He is gringo, but never talks in english for some reason. Haha. Right now, my schedule is Study, study, study, lunch, more study, then from like 2:30 or 3 until 9, out teaching.  Uh, I dont see any more question right now in my inbox... So... yeah. All food is rice and meat, we are not allowed to eat ceviche, or anything raw or uncooked, there is a lot of candies that are close to US candies, but not as good (Exept for one called Tentación - Temptation in English - that is super cheap and super good. A sugary cracker with orange, chocolate, and vanilla flavors, but I obviously get orange.) All soda is the same, exept they have a little bit more of a variety with Inca Kola, its ripoffs, and Guarana soda.) The food is always the same. At least it is good:)  I love you guys, and miss you a lot, but se que debo estar aquí. Se que la Iglesia de Jesucristo de los Santos de los Últimos Días es la iglesia verdadera. Se que José Smith fue verdaderamente un profeta de Dios, y que el evangelio de Jesucristo ha sido restaurado a la tierra mediante él. Estoy muy muy agradecido por esta oportunidad para servir una misión, y quiero decir que aunque es difícil, es una grande experiencia. Tengan una buena semana! Les amo!! (Y Brady, felicidades en recibiendo el sacerdocio Aarónico! Estoy feliz para usted! También, FELIZ CUMPLEAÑOS!!!!!! -- Translation- And Brady, congratulations on recieving the Aaronic priesthood!  I am happy for you! Also, HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!!!!!!!!)  Oren para mi, por favor. Necesito este mucho.  Otra vez, Les AMO!  :) 
My area map, and my planner on friday. Still getting used to using it, but I am getting better at it. I also tried taking a picture of one of the freaking 5 daddy long legs that are hanging out in my room.  Yeah, lucky me! But they just sit there, so I am not afraid of them. :) HAHA


Tuesday, February 17, 2015

February 16, 2015 1st week in the field

That is soo kool! Rhett will be a great missionary in 15 years. Haha. Better than me anyways... I have been really stressed... I will tell you more in my weekly mail.
       ~This was in response to this cute story:
 (Today Rhett hasn't been feeling good.  This morning I asked him if he wanted to go to church.  He said "no, I want to go on a mission!"  Then I told him that missionaries go to church every week.  Then he said, "I'm going to go to church in my mission rocket ship."  (I think he may think that the plane you went on was your mission rocket ship) :)  

Hey guys! So, last week at the CCM was really fast and very informative, meaning prettymuch no PA and no p-day. I had to say goodbye to all of my friends that I had made. My CCM District had become a family to me, and it was really sad to leave. Elders Utai, Cluff, Mortensen, Watkins, Whitaker, and Cunningham were the coolest people. I wish you guys could have known them. Anyways, I was the leader of the mission group, which meant that I had to keep track of everyone going to West mission.  It was pretty easy. I just had to wake up at 4:30 to wake up everyone. And I did. (TAKE THAT DAD!!!)
We went to the beach, and President Archibald wasthere, and told us a story of Spanish Conquistadores who took over the 4000 Incas with 200 men. They burnt their boats, so that they couldnt turn back. Then he

Oops... didnt mean to send that.

Anyways... he gave us all paper boats, and told us to burn them.We burnt them, and he told us that there was now no turning back, and we need to work and fight to survive. It was great.  

We got to the Mission office, and it was hot. there is only like one building in our mission that has it. :P  We went over the stuff that we were given, then we had french toast.  I love american food. After that, it was time for transfers. I was sooo nervous. I couldnt hardly sit still.I was one of the last people to be announced.  My Area is called Ventanilla 2 in the Ventanilla zone. My trainer is...

That one was intentional. haha. My entranador is Elder Guevara. He is a Latino from El Salvador qand the best part is... HE SPEAKS ENGLISH!!!!!  He is fluent.  OH I am sooo glad about that.  He is a really cool guy. He loves listening to Music (thak goodness for that, I wasnt allowed to listen to anything in the CCM) and we listen to all of my music.  My room is really small and cramped, but I have come to call it home, for now. The first day, or, the evening that we got to the area, he had me contact like 4 people, and we taught a couple lessons. The people dress normally, like they do at home. Their clothes are all clean, but the all live in shacks in the dirt with thin wooden walls. Nobody is married, but they all have children and live together. It is apparently really hard and expensive to get married here, so that is a big obstacle for all of our investigators. The are all so humble. I look up to the people that live here. It is just amazing and humbling. if your thought you were tight on money, you have no idea.  I love it. The people here are so friendly. I think. I don't understand anything that is spoken. Ever. I am soo lost here, and it is soo stressful. It doesn't help that my tick is back, and I miss home. I have so much to do. I need to stop worrying about home, learn Spanish, and study the gospel. It is the hardest thing that I have ever done. Ever. Everybody tells me it will get better after 3 months.  3 MONTHS!!! I want it now!!! But I am doing my best to endure with optimism. I am always talking optimistic.  I try to fake my happiness until it works its way to my heart. I can do anything that I set my mind to, and I am setting my mind to it. The past couple days especially it has been soo hard. I was nervous to write today, because I didnt know if it would relieve any stress.  But it does... *sigh of relief* I miss you guys a lot.  Elder Guevara is soo helpful.  He worries about me when I am starting to show my stress.  It is so hard staying awake. Especially when everything sounds like gibberish to me.. Haha. soda is cheap here, like the equivalent of 20 cents at home for a 1 liter bottle of coke.  It is cold, and helps me stay awake, so I drink some every now and then. (I dont drink the whole liter i normally get the 250ml bottles which are 20 centimos, or like 6 cents and I drink it slowly, probably once a day.) Lots of corner stores and "mototaxis" which are super wierd 3 wheeled motorcyles with a cab in the back. I dont have any pictures of them, so you should just look them up. We ride in them a lot. They are 1 sol per ride. The bishop here is a driver.  I feel so alone because of my Spanish. But I am always praying. Always. I have faith that this will get better. Less stressful, more fun, and more spiritual.  I love you guys, I love the Church, and I love the Lord. Happy valentines day (2 days ago.) Oh! I almost forgot! Since I have been here, we have 7 baptismal dates set. (Johan, Morales family of 5, and Jenny) I had to ask the commitment. They would answer, and ask a question, then Elder Guevara would answer because I don't know any Spanish it feels.  Anyways, keep me in your prayers. I need them. Love you guys!

Also there are dogs everywhere. Peru always is making a sound. A honk, an engine, spanish somethings, and barking. I dont know what the beach is called, but it is a cove, and there isnt sand, just stones. And it also makes noise. Haha. Dad also talked about how his mission madfe it impossible to sleep without a fan, and let me tell you, I am already the same way...

And one more thing. It is ALL dirt. All dirt. Period. My shoes get soo dusty. Haha.
and this is how you send me letters. My whole mission. If you want to send a package do it. Just cover it with Virgin Mary stickers. Nobody will touch it. :) elder Guevara just told me I look like Thomas S. Monson when he was young. :P See you next week! (That means send pictures.) Have fun at home, suckers.

Thursday, February 5, 2015

Last week in the CCM
So this week went even faster. I don`t even know what to talk about anymore... There are a lot of really kool new Latinos, and they all like to learn English. Half of them are in my mission. It is really fun to talk to them, and it makes me feel like a better Spanish speaker, when in reality, I am SOO bad at it. :) I am so nervous for the field. I met my Mission President today! President Archibald happened to be outside the temple today when I got there. I got to meet him, but I forgot to get a picture. I met his wife too. I told him that I`d see him next week. Haha. I am soo nervous about next eek. Have I said that already? I don`t remember... Oh well. Got some more snaks to last me hopefully the rest of the week. I miss everybody at home, but there is no place I`d rather be than here.  I thought about that this week. I thought about what I would do at home, and I don`t think I would feel right. I need to be here.  Anyways... 1 month down, 23 to go!
Your favorite missionary,
Elder Riley Olsen
My district and maestras

My district and maestras

My district and maestras

My futbol field

My courtyard at the CCM

 My Latino Amigos

The Main walkway of the courtyard

The 400-year-old Spanish-made fountain centerpeice.