Oh man how I miss you all soo much and I have so much to say! I love the CCM but it's so hard to explain! First off, its really small. My day consists of waking up, walking down four flights of stairs to eat breakfast, then walking up two flights up stairs to learn Spanish/study until lunch. Then I walk downstairs again for lunch, back up all two flights of stairs for class until three, then walk up two more flights of stairs to change for gym. Then gym/dinner we'll go back up change, and study/teach until bed. Basically my life right now is repetition in every aspect. It can drag on at times but I feel the spirit so strongly that it doesn't bother me! But this country is, no joke, a freaking sauna, its sooooooooo gosh darn hot allll the time!!! Even just playing ultimate frisbee for 30 minutes has gotten me more sweaty than any football practice ever. But that makes the cold shower after gym much better.
Okay companion and district: I hit the jackpot with my companion Elder Oldroyd, the tall blonde guy behind me in my district
picture. He's a spiritual savage, a scripture encyclopedia and just an
awesome guy. He's our district leader so I guess than makes me his first counselor hah. But I love him. We work off each other's weaknesses and he
has pushed me to be my very best. And for my district: I love them.
Elders Fox, Thaler, and Oldroyd are the best. The other guys rock too,
just get a little annoying haha. It's crazy, Elder Fox and I realized we
had met each other shooting the tube this summer about three days in. I
knew I recognized him, but I thought it was just because he looks like
Jake Gyllenhall the actor. NO ONE here knows who he is and its so funny because they don't see it! He's awesome, two nights ago
before quiet time we sang The Boxer by simon and garfunkel, it was dope.
Okay food. Breakfast usually consists of
bananas, bread, brownies or banana bread. The brownies sound weird but
they're good. We eat bananas with EVERY meal, I eat four a day. A saying
us missionaries live by is "A banana a meal keeps your poop steal". Trust
me. It's true. For lunch we have rice, beans, and some sort of meat every
day. It was good at first but now it's starting to get old. And then
dinner is a toss up; could be anything, we had ham sandwiches Monday
for dinner that, no joke, tasted like spray paint. Go spray some spray
paint outside, smell it, and then imagine biting into that. Gross.
Thankfully I haven't had any other gross encounters with food haha. And
I have enough food that I brought with me that could literally feed all children
in africa haha. The food here in the CCM is fine, and I'm sure it'll
only get worse in the field haha. Not that I'm complaining!
Okay
the language. I've learned sooo much but it can be so frustrating. Whenever I get mad, I just think to what Presidante Freestone told us this
week. "Don't compare yourself to other elders, just compare yourself to
how you were day one." Teaching can be a struggle, but as long as I have
the spirit it'll go well. I know how to pray, bear my testimony in
Spanish and communicate a little, which is awesome. The temple is right
next to the CCM so we get to go and bear our testimonies to those waiting
outside the temple. Even though it's simple and choppy I have felt the
spirit so strongly speaking Spanish. I can't even begin to tell all of
you how surely I know that this gospel is true.
Life is so
good and it's so good to hear from you all. Mail can get sent out of
here and will get home in about three days but we can't really get stuff
back. The veteran elders say their letters get home in three days but
they never get any back. Classic DR. My first night some veteran
elders said that this place is a prison and that the first week they
wanted to go home. I do agree that this place feels like a spirit prison
but I haven't been homesick at all. I love it here. I can't put into
words how strongly I feel the spirit here. Yo se que la iglesia de
jesucristo es verdedero, y que jesuchristo muerte onla curz por nuestros
pecados. Yo se que el libro de mormon es verdedero y Presidente monson
es un profeta. En el nombre de jesucristo Amen.
Mom please compile a list of addresses that I can send physical letters home to. I'd love that dearly. Also, I'd love to know how the Raiders are doing comann!! And I'd kill for physical pictures. I don't want to forget what people look like! And please clean up this letter its wicked messy (Julia here - done. You're welcome).
Love ya'll
Elder BlakeMom please compile a list of addresses that I can send physical letters home to. I'd love that dearly. Also, I'd love to know how the Raiders are doing comann!! And I'd kill for physical pictures. I don't want to forget what people look like! And please clean up this letter its wicked messy (Julia here - done. You're welcome).
Love ya'll
BONUS (Came a few hours later):
Okay, So to add (I just got another thirty minutes) Most surprising thing? How dang hot it is here and how small the CCM is. Oh my goodness. There are only about fifty missionaries here and we have sacrament meeting in a room that is about 3/4 the size of the scout room back home. It has gotten old really quick. Especially because we haven't left the compounds of the CCM and Temple all week. I'm so excited to get out and make contacts with people at the university next Friday! I think my Spanish is good enough to have a simple conversation but hey we'll see next Friday! The older missionaries who have been here since the first week of August say the city is extremely humbling. We'll go on splits in a few weeks and I've heard some crazy stories. The craziest is one elder, Elder Smith went to an investigator's house and they gave the elders rice, which was crawling with cockroaches....nasty. And it was the family's only food for the day! Another elder said he went to a really poor part of the city and all the children were basically naked. Just didn't have clothes. And all the Elders said that the people live in cement huts with tin roofs. I'm excited to go out and see for myself. Anyways back to the CCM, there is one small staircase that is the only way to get up and down (from the cocina on the first floor, to my dorm on the fourth and everywhere in between) and in one day we walk up and down all four flights 30 times! I counted! It's absurd. It might sound like I'm complaining, but I'm not. I am seriously doing so well, I love serving the Lord and can't wait to invite souls to come unto Christ. I miss home, but I'm not homesick if that makes sense.
Okay more about
the food. We get fresh fruit for lunch and the mango and pineapple are
AMAZING. Imagine the best mango you've had in your life times 1,000.
It's seriously to die for. Rumor has it that there are mango trees
outside in Santiago that we'll be able to eat just as we tract. There
isn't much of it at lunch so Elder Oldroyd and I race down to the
cafeteria really quickly to get the mango. As we say here "Early bird to
lunch gets the mango" The meat here is actually pretty nasty. It has
this weird, arsonic after taste to it and about 70% of it is either
fat or bone...gross. I basically live off rice, beans and bananas.
Life
is great, I can't believe how fast this week has gone. They keep us so
busy that it's really hard to be homesick. I hope you're all doing well
but please let me know how the Raiders do!!!!!!!!! I was really looking
for an update. Also, can I get the Packard's address, and could you try
and find out Maddi's BYU address?
Thanks love you. Read your scriptures!Love Elder Blake
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