Wednesday, October 14, 2020

The Teeth of Knowledge

 Wow, it's crazy to think that I've been in the CCM for almost a month now. So far I have loved it, living with Grandma has been amazing, even though it's sometimes hard not being able to see my family as much. 

Saturday was sad for me because we learned that our teacher Hermano Guitierrez wouldn't be our teacher anymore. I was bummed cause I really liked him. Our new teacher, Hermano Derival will be good though. He is very smart. I know he speaks at least English, French, Spanish, and Swahili, and I have a feeling he speaks something else but I'm not sure. He is absolutely crazy though. He is very high energy which is kinda a good thing cause he teaches in the morning, but at the same time it's a lot to handle, but I think I'll have good experiences with him. 

This week I had some good experiences with Spanish that made me laugh. Elder Sahagun got his wisdom teeth out on Monday and so he wasn't in class. Hermano Nieves asked why he wasn't there, and I said, "el no puede estar aquí hoy porque de sus dientes de conocimiento" which means "he can't be here today because of his teeth of knowledge". I figured they had a different word for wisdom teeth, but I wanted to see his reaction. At first, he was like oh ok, but when he realized what I said he was way confused. I quickly changed to use the word for wisdom, instead of knowledge but he still didn't have a clue. Another Elder explained that he got his wisdom teeth out (in English), but his reaction was priceless. I also busted a gut because the word for "they think" in the command form (crean) sounds like the word crayon in English. Ya, my district thinks I'm kinda weird but I am so they can deal with it cause I'm having a good time. 

Some other fun adventures this week were going to the stump- the natural well in North Ogden -to get some water, seeing one of my mom's high school friends at the store, falling out of bed while trying to turn of my alarm (even though the bumper pads are on the bed), ripping Grandma's dead peach tree out of the ground while in church clothes during a  break, going to Chick-fil-A with Debbie and Nate, running on the treadmill cause John thinks his new baby is more important than running with me, and a great time at Sunday dinner with my family. 

Sorry, this week's letter is super long and weird.

Keep Striving
Elder Rogers

My new teacher

Me with the dead peach tree I pulled out at grandma's house
Me at the water stump in Pleasant View

My teacher again




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