Hello again! Where do I even start? This week was better than last week. There's still a lot of room for improvement, but if we keep improving at this rate, I am going to have the best mission ever right? Haha, we'll see.
So last Monday. for Pday, our district went hiking! We went up to Canada Hill (I pretended I was my sister Savannah, who served in Canada) And we went hiking. IN THE JUNGLE! I didn't know that that was on my bucket list. But this last Monday I added it, and then got to cross it off right away! It was beautiful! It got pretty thick with growth, and got dark, we had to use ropes to guide us through. I think there is a spiritual analogy in there somewhere... ;) I also learned that Jungle book was based off of the Malaysian jungles. Which is way cool. But there is definitely not any bears in these jungles.
That night, we went to a ward family night. The members insisted that the sisters ate first. I was raised to not take too much food, and make sure everyone eats first. That is not the way it is here! I apparently did not take enough food the first time around (I took A LOT though) and I was in serious danger of offending people. So I went back for seconds and FILLED my bowl. By the end I felt like I was going to barf. But my mom would be proud to know that I got all five food groups in during that meal, and I ate more vegetables than I probably have eaten in the last year. I thought I would never eat again.
One of the members told me the meat I was eating was crocodile, and I believed him! Silly Sister Skinner, we don't eat crocodiles here. We eat other large lizards that live in the jungle. I love the Miri 2 ward!
The most exciting thing that happened Tuesday was that the people we were teaching kept giving us so much to drink, and we had appointments back to back, that I almost peed myself when we were teaching. They all laughed at me when I worked up the courage to ask. They could tell I had to go, but were waiting for me to ask.Looking back it was funny. I blame my dad. He knows why.
Wednesday it rained! It rained lightly, so I got to wear my rain poncho! That might be the highlight of my week. Sister Ray says usually we don't know when it's going to rain though. And when It does, rain ponchos don't help in the slightest. So I am very excited!
We also met with an elderly man, (they don't really say elderly here though, if someone is older they call them "uncle", or "aunties") So we met with an uncle, who is mostly deaf. It was good because people keep telling me to speak up, and be confident. I had to yell my testimony at him. So it may have not been good Malay, but it sure was confident. Also, with this man, when we were sharing Ether 12 with him and talking about faith, he got riled up, and started really fast. Both Sister Ray and I got lost on what he was saying. He went into his house and came back out to show us his sword, and his stick/bat. We effectively faked understanding, and calmed him down with assurance that they Lord will help him if he has faith.
Thursday, was uneventful. A lot of planning for the following week
Friday we had four appointments. When one fell through, we were in the neighbor hood to visit a less active, AND talk to an elderly man that needed visiting in the ward. So we had five appointments that day. It felt good! Although, the lights off of our bikes did get stolen. Sister Ray and I just hope that they were feeding their family with the money they got off of our lights.
Saturday, I got a waffle off the street for like 2 RM. Which in US dollar is like .70 cents maybe. Have I mentioned that I love Malaysia?
Saturday was an interesting day. Remember when I was in the MTC and did embarrassing things like every week? Well, it's happening again. At the end of a lesson, I was trying to remember the name of the three sisters we were teaching. I got two, but then came to the last one. Her name was Nisa. I called her Nasi. Which, in Malay means rice. Everyone was dying of laughter and I honestly had no idea what I had said. When I finally figured it out, I went to give her an apology hug and kicked over the pitcher that was on the floor. AND THEN when we were going out the door, I forgot the mangoes they had given us. So I had to go back!
It was a good ice breaker though! The girls who had a hard time talking to me because they didn't really understand my language now smile at me all the time! And even though they threatened to start call me Sister Rice, or Sister Nasi, they haven't. Yet. But we'll count our blessings.
Sunday was good! Hard because of fast Sunday. But I bore my testimony, and I love seeing all, like, 60 people in our branch! They all are so strong and have amazing testimonies.
Sorry it was so long this week. I love you all very much! Have the best week ever!
Sister Skinner
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