Guess what I’ve been transferred! Due to complications I only slightly understand (because President Dalton and my companion were speaking very fast Portuguese when we were talking on the phone) the area where I was previously serving has been closed to missionaries until further notice. I am now in Capao Redonao am and opening a new area. This is quite intense. Whereas last area there was another set of elders to help us cover the area we are currently the only companionship in the area (which is twice the size of our last area) and we don’t live in the area currently. We live the next ward over with the Assistants. Yes they moved me in with the Assistants (who have taught me the importance of why elders should keep a clean apartment) and it is a little cramped. We think we found a house in our new area two days ago, and we’re looking at all the red tape to clear it with the mission office, I’ll let elder Neeves deal with that. Yes dad is he quite hard on me and makes sure that we work as much as possible, which is good. I do not think there has been a day yet where we’ve been home before 9:30 when we absolutely need to be inside our home.
The area book we scavenged from the old missionary home in our area is so out of date that we’re starting from scratch. It would appear that it has been almost 2 years since missionaries have been here, so we are starting from scratch. The ward here was so happy to receive us and actually has been doing a great job of keeping up the work. The members brought 7 investigators to church with them yesterday!!!!
Just heard from Elder Neerings he’s doing well. Also on that note Jacob Hawker is now a set apart Missionary of the Church! Woooooo!
It sounds like you guys had quite the snow storm, no such thing here. Still can’t send pictures have not been able to look for an adaptar yet. Will do today, maybe. We keep busy, really busy.
This area is interesting. There is much closer lines between rich and poor, and I notice that the police are more present around the rich areas of town. I think they primarily protect the wealthy.
We have a couple families to teach now, and they are really receptive to the gospel. We actually have a family of 4 working towards baptism as of yesterday. Since the area is so large we see potential to split the ward and it is very possible to do. I’ll probably be here for a while anyways….
Most of the people here do not know how to read, the roads are mud, and there are enough stray dogs to revolt against the human population. I have not taken any pictures of my area since I do not think it wise to take my camera (or anything of value) outside of the house.
Let me explain some funny things about the area. The village is São Marcos, but the city I’m in is called Embu das Artes. My goodness the politicians here would make Congress look on them with disgust. Every corner I turn there is the same face smiling at me, a candidate’s picture. When I first asked Elder Neeves who’s that guy, he simply replied “a robber”. What’s more there is a fleet of cars that drive around the city with giant speakers delivering messages about the “Gentleman of Gentlemen” the “Person of the City” advertising this person. I asked if it was an election year. Apparently they just had it and he just won, but the signs are all new and fresh. It made me think of a scripture 2 Timothy 3:1-7.
They also alternate their churches here. There’s the big Catholic Church at the top of the hill, São Marcos, but there are tons of churches all throughout the village. It goes something like this: you have an evangelical church, then a bar, then an Adventist church, then a bar, and then another bar. Some people we’ve talked to have even explicitly claimed the bar as their church.
We spend a lot of time in the fuvellas. They always smell like a sewer. There are rats running in the street and waste is thrown into the street. When I say street I mean the passageway between the “structures” which is really only wide enough for an Elder Neeves sized person to fit through. Good thing I have been losing weight. Actually when I was in the supermarket today a sister commented that my cheeks are getting a little thinner.
We get fed lunch everyday by members, which is usually rice and beans. Otherwise food is up to us.
I can’t send pictures I have taken yet, there is no sd card slot in this computer, I will have to borrow Elder Herbert’s adapter next week. I can send you these pictures though.
Okay so I am given a short time here to inform you that I have safely departed the CTM and am currently at the mission office of Sao Paulo Interlagos, safe and sound. President Dalton also wanted me to inform you that “my captors are treating me kindly“. I have way too many books but I imagine I can get rid of some of the language study books in a year. My new companion is Elder Neves, this is his last transfer so I only get him for 6 weeks, he was a Zone Leader before but he wanted to train an American his last transfer. I am the only new American in this mission. My P-Day is now Monday. Now I have to go to work, and make it to my area. Hope all’s well at home, will email again, this time hopefully with pictures, on Monday.
While here Sister Ashford who drew a picture of our district and gave us all a copy of ourselves. It’s become the bookmark in my copy of Jesus the Christ
, which is a really good book.
Elder Neerings and I played Cockroach Hockey yesterday. And our lessons are going really well (of course they are as we now have only 3 lessons left before we leave each other). All of our friends from other districts left this week and now we are the oldest American District. We are planning great things for our last P-Day as a District. We found the address of one of our instructors who lives within our P-Day boundaries. He said we’d never find it. Today’s his birthday and we’ll surprise him.
My Mission Office address is as follows, I can receive small envelope packages there, but nothing bigger.
Elder Andrew Limpin Done
Brazil Sao Paulo Interlagos Mission
Rua Comendador Elias Zarzur 365
Santo Amaro, 04736-000 Sao Paulo-SP, Brazil
The language is coming along nicely, I held a nice conversation with a brother in the temple today and didn’t pause or have to look for words. And our new roommates also going to interlagos, dont speak a lick of english so its good practice. These emails are essentially my english practice as my english is more and more getting worse. I try to use flowery language in the evenings with neerings, but he lets me know that nobody, not even english speakers understand me when I try to sound like the Son of Isaiah.
Hope all’s well at home. My hands are so unused to typing, its so slow moving.
Eu se Meu Salvador vive. Eu se isso porque Ele morreu por nos, nos podemos vive com Ele e Deus depois esta vida. Eu estou na Brasil ensinar todos os filhos de Deus sobre este messagem feliz, isso A Igreja de Jesus Cristo e na terra denovu, resturando por Joseph Smith.
Love you guys,