So much has happened this week that it's really crazy. On the upside,
transfers are (hopefully) finalized, and this is what's happening: I'm
staying in the 2nd branch, getting a new companion (Elder Jollagum), and
having two new missionaries come in: Elder Lindsay, and someone he's
training. Also, I am going to be the district leader over the apartment.
Elder Patten, my current companion, is going to Ramurthy Nagar in
Bangalore, and Elder Braganza is staying in Kakinada with my MTC
companion, who is flying out to India tomorrow. That's the biggest
news.
Even crazier things have happened, though. On
Tuesday night, while we were teaching an investigator, two more people
showed up out of the blue; just two guys who we talked to on the street.
There were three missionaries, and now three people who needed to be
taught. So, Elder Patten called anyone and everyone in our branch to see
if anyone could come, while Elder Braganza and I talked to the 2 new
guys. Eventually, because no one in our branch could come, the 1st
branch missionaries came- right as the new investigators were leaving.
So Elder Patten took them to a member's house who, due to some
misunderstandings, was cooking us dinner even after we'd already eaten
and said nothing about it, while Elder Braganza and I tried to teach the
original investigator. But, she had to go then, so we filed paperwork
and things the rest of the night. It was really confusing, but more or
less worked out.
Wednesday was yet more
unplanned and crazy. In the morning, Elder Dharavat called and asked if
we had 50 Telegu Books of Mormon. That's right: 50. After studies, he
came over with a bunch of other missionaries and started an assembly
line where each of us highlighted a few pages and passed them down. We
crunched through most of them before Elder Patten and I had to go to an
appointment. Afterward, we came back and helped the other missionaries
finish up writing our contact information on innumerable pamphlets and
cards, then headed out to the appointment. It was way out at a
pharmacology college, where we got fed lunch, before being sat down in a
room where students started trickling in. Unfortunately, an hour later
but still not before they all came, we had to go. So, we left Elder
Patten with 3rd branch, and went back with 1st branch to our respective
appointments. Unfortunately, right as we arrived back in our area, the
appointment bunked. We instead called a ward member, asking if he could
come on exchanges with us. He said yes- then showed up an hour and a
half later. By then, it was dark and raining, so the other plans we had
also fell through. We spent a whole lot of time right after that calling
anyone we could think of to ask if we could come over, but to no avail.
Eventually, Elder Patten came back, so we went to the one appointment
of the day that hadn't bunked.
Thursday was
relatively tame.
We had to go to the Foreign Registration Office in the morning to
deregister Elder Patten so he could leave. But, when we showed up, they
got really mad at us, because Elder Patten was missing a really vital piece of paper:
his registration certificate, which we are supposed to always have a
copy of in case police stop us. Elder Patten told them he never had it,
and the guy there nearly flipped after hearing he'd been here for six
months without it. Elder Patten called the mission office, other elders,
and the area's FRO expert, but none of them had it. We basically just
bit our fingernails and waited until the mission office called back:
they had it after all. But, they have to mail it to us, which takes a
week, minimum. We then went to an appointment at the church to wait for
an investigator, who didn't show. That night, we split up: I went with
Auto Raju, our BML, to an investigator's home while the other elders
went to another.
On Friday, we had a new
District Leader meeting, where the zone leaders told us what we are
supposed to do, before zone training. Then, we packed up and went to
Kakinada. Funny story: on the bus there, we talked to no less than 8 new
people, one of whom was really condescending and really...interesting.
He told us that we should wake up at 4 in the morning, that we should
pray to everything, and that God is watching us all the time, and so we
should be scared. He was a thoroughly interesting person.
Saturday,
we went out to a sister who lives way far out, which took a while. She
gave us some drinks and snacks, right after we had a big lunch. Then, we
had a meeting with the branch president, whose wife had just made some
treats for us. After that, we had a quick early dinner, and went
finding. Normally, that doesn't involve eating loads of food. But this
time was an exception. We saw some sort of really quiet celebration, so
we came over to it. It turned out to be the opening of a new chicken
shop, and they asked us to pray for it. After that, they gave us soda
and snacks. We had another appointment right afterward, where we got yet
more food. I don't think I ever had time to get hungry that day.
Sunday
was the opposite: fasting. We had church and BCM, then a lesson with a
less active member, who lives really far away, and whose house is only
connected to a paved road by a half mile of really bumpy dirt paths.
While we were talking there, her home teachers showed up. So, we taught a
joint lesson with them. Later that day, we had an appointment with an
investigator, and taught her, and then another. It was a busy day!
About
conference: we watch it a week late here, because of the time
difference. Also, would you move to Arizona if David got a job there?