It's been a very loooong week. On Tuesday, we had zone training, which is when everybody in our zone gets together and we learn stuff. It was going to be Elder Green's last day because he has been transferred. And we (Hermana Newman, Sister Jeffrey, Sister Johnson and I) decided that the Elders Green(e) deserved to be blocked in. Let me explain... There is this thing called missionary parking. It's when, instead of properly parking, the missionaries "parallel" park, taking up three or so spaces. This is to save the companion the effort of having to back the other companion up. Well, the Elders Green(e) like to pull right in front of a missionary parked car so that the blocked in companionship has no choice but to back up anyway.
At zone meeting, the elders were parked normally (i.e. pulled straight into a parking place in the lot) and so Sister Johnson and Sister Jeffrey backed into the parking spot next to the elders with the front of their car hanging out in front of the elders' car. Hermana Newman and I did the same thing on the other side. It was blatantly obvious what we had done. So we are all giggling, excited to see the elders' faces. And then we see them looking at us through the glass door. They had been in the library, looking out the window while we blocked their car in. And they were taking pictures of us in the act... *__* Whatever...
But that's not all, oh no. President Richards walks in during our zone training and all four of us sisters are worried out of our minds. What's President going to think?! Are we going to get in trouble?! At the end of zone training, we go out to our cars to get our lunch and find that President Richards has parked in front of all three of us so that none of us could pull out. ...We only have the funniest mission president here in the Maryland Baltimore Mission.
Right after zone training on Tuesday, we drove over to our investigator's house to help her clean her kitchen. She had just recently moved into a trailer that had originally been inhabited by five single men. Now there are the five men, a family of four (mom, dad, baby and 8-ish boy), and Soila (our investigator) living there. The men were normal men and what's more, they are typical Hispanic men. Cleaning is, in their minds, woman's work and because they are men, and not women, the work didn't get done. It is not really a surprise then that they have cockroaches. Everywhere. We scrubbed old food, wiped up oil, cleaned up dead bug bodies for three and a half hours. And we squished quite a few of the nasty little boogers in the process. Soila also committed to live the Word of Wisdom and has been coffee free for a while.
We are going to have a baptism on Saturday, the 30th!!!!!! Jennifer agreed to be baptized about two weeks ago and she passed her baptismal interview yesterday! Holy cow, I am sooo excited!
Hopefully I'll be able to send pictures next week. If not, I might send my camera card home. We'll see.
Happy Thanksgiving to everyone --
Hermana Crotzer
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