Hey everyone. So let me tell you about my francophone (only french speaking) companion. He is from Tahiti. He loves surfing and playing ukulele. He is the only active member in is family. Yeah, he's pretty cool.
So at the beginning of the transfer we divided up all of the investigators that we taught and the ones that the old equipe (the people who got transferred out) taught and right when Elder Piere got here pretty much all of our amies dropped us. And all of the amies that Elder Wells has now are progressing. They even fixed a baptismal date with one of them. I'm super happy but I'm super jelly. but whatever. it is good.
So since I'm district leader, I have to take in the district's stats and do a little report on Sunday nights and like I had no training or anything. All there is is a little piece of paper in the area book that says "district leader responsibilities." I hope I did everything right. And tomorrow at district meeting I have to give my first formation. I kinda have an idea of what I'm going to do, but I'm so nervous. I'll let you know how it goes.
I have no clue what happened to my bed sheets. In the MTC they gave us some clean ones every week. The first day we came into France Sister Poznanski gave us new ones. Every apartment has sheets and extra sheets. I use my own pillow case though and french pillows are square, so I have to shove it in a rectangular case and then it puffs up super big. My bed right now has a grove in the middle from where I sleep (and everyone else for the last million years) so I feel like I'm sleeping in a ditch. And I sleep on the top bunk.
On Saturday afternoon the zone leaders(who are in Caen) called me and while they where taking to me he asked, "hey is it raining like super hard there?" and it totally wasn't. It was just kinda broken clouds and blue skies. That night we were on a bus and it started raining, like the hardest I have ever seen in my life. It was like a solid column of water falling on the bus. So I guess that was the storm that he was talking about... It was really impressive how hard it was raining and we were on the bus. The other equipe was up in the hills with no chance of survival and no umbrellas or raincoats, just sweaters. So I felt really bad for them.
I don't know if I've already told you about the recent convert already but we saw him twice this week. He kinda has the same problem as mom because he believes everything he reads on Twitter.
So this week I was having a normal day, feeling good, and then out of nowhere I sneezed like 20 times in a row and got I gigantic headache and runny nose. It was the strangest thing that ever happened to me and it wasn't snot, it was like clear, cold water.
I don't need a Thanksgiving package... but what am I going to do for Christmas? I don't want to be spoiled but should I start buying some clothes for when I come home? You told me that Bradley and Andrew jacked my clothes.
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