Hola!
So its been a fun week full of a tooooon of
work, we have found many new investigators this week, and we have been
working on some reactivating. We got two families to come to church
today, along with two investigators (whoot! Whoot!) I'm loving this mission
more and more every week =)
I just got done
with More visa papers today (Ah I love being a Gringa) and realized the
last time I went on a Visa trip I did not understand anything that they
had asked me, but this time I understood everything, whoot! Spanish is
getting a lot better! I now understand almost all the conversations
going on around me, its awesome!
Haha, so this
week I realized that I have been learning a lot of Spanish and
improving a ton, but my companion was not getting any better at English. Our mission president wants all his missionaries to learn another
language during the mission. So To help her learn English, we decided to
make a day where I would speak Spanish all day (not to difficult) and
she would speak English all day. We call it Idioma Jueves (Language Thursday,
yeah sounds better in Spanish =P) and let me tell yah best thing we
have done! We are getting along a lot more because we understand the
others point of view (the missionaries that already know the language
honestly have no idea how hard it is at times XP) and our work has definitely improved.
Now to my awkward, creepy, funny, moment of the week (the reason the title is The Proposal):
Me
and my companion were coming out of a lunch appointment and headed to
our next lesson, when a guy on a Motorcycle stopped besides and asked me
if I was from Utah.
I told him yes, and then
he asked what part of Utah, And I went to explain the geography of Utah thinking this was someone interested in the church (people always
stop us and ask about the church and people who know Utah usually know
about Mormons) and after I got done explaining he asked
"¿Will you Marry Me? "
Yeah, I bet my face was priceless at that moment.
he asked again "¿Will you marry me? I need to marry an American girl and Live in America so I can get a social Security Number."
I
explained that I was a missionary and I was here for a year and half
and not allowed to get married (to put it nicely) and then I turned to
look at my companion for help and realized he had been speaking English
and she had not understood any of it and was getting ready to share a pamphlet with him. I quickly stopped her not wanting to turn this into a
celestial marriage proposal! =P
Then he said
"so I have to wait 18 months to marry you?" and yeah I finally just
told him up straight no! I will not marry you! Ah! and quickly walked
away with my companion, walking down the road screaming "ewwwwww" while
she laughed at me. Always thought my first marriage proposal would be
romantic, not in the middle of a street of Mexico by some stranger haha
hopefully next time is better and after the mission ;P
Well that my week! Love you all! Have a Good one!
Love,
Hna. Orison
