Subject: transfers
Dear family,
I just spent an hour writing an email that I was about to finish, but
because the computers here are old, it didn't save draft and I
randomly signed out. So... you're going to get a less exciting and
detailed version of my week.
First of all, Merate is tiny. It's got about 10,000 people in it. and
no palazzi. My companion is Anziano Clove. My mailing adress is
Anziano Benjamin Jolley
Via V. Monti, 3
23870 Cernusco (LC)
Italia
Wednesday evening, I taught Iro, who read all the way to Alma 9. He's
probably finished the Book of Mormon by now. We talked about the Plan
of Salvation. We then did some casa and found a lovely family of 4,
who told us we could come back. Then we went home, did planning, and
then I got a call from Anziano Bona in Alessandria, who asked if I was
being transferred. I said no. I then got a call from the zone leaders
telling me I was transferred and I had until the next noon to pack up.
So I packed, did my laundry, and was in bed by midnight.
Thursday, we sent off that email to y'all, and then we finished my
packing, did a short giro of Vercelli, and went to the station. On the
train, I talked to a man and got his number, which I forwarded to the
missionaries in Udine, where he lives. We then found out that we were
in Milano 2 hours early. oops. Eventually, after getting mcdonalds,
our companions showed up and we went off to our cities. I'm taking
Anziano Bolnick's place here in Merate, and he's taking Anziano
Baxter's in Pavia whose taking mine in Vercelli. odd. oh well. Anziano
Clove and I went to Merate, I unpacked, ate a little dinner, and then
we did a giro of the town, It is tiny, and then we knocked the two
palazzi in town that have more than 3 stories. we got in once, to a
man named Manuel.
Friday, we did a giro of the town, then we planned, and then we ate
lunch with the remnants of our food supply. While I spent a large
amount of money on shopping on P day, Anziano Bolnick bought a loaf of
bread. so... we were out of food on Sunday. We then went to Lecco,
where the missionaries have prepared a girl named Faith for baptism.
We got there several hours early because we didn't look at the time
properly, and then we left late for the same reason. We got back to
Merate around 7 PM, where we did a bit of strada, encountering 2
people in a half hour. The city is kinda small.
Saturday, we taught one of our 2 investigators, Elisa and Jules. We
taught Elisa about baptism, and how she needs to be a little more
comitted and actually come to church. We then went home, had lunch,
and went to Carnate, a small city nearby, where we knocked every door
in the city, followed by a dinner appointment in the city with the
Pogetti family, a lovely member family of a married couple about the
age of my mom and dad. woot.
Sunday, I had a particularly good block, where I felt the spirit
stronger than I have in a long time. I learned a lot. We then had
lunch with the last of our food, and then we went to Osnago, another
small city nearby, where we knocked a few doors, and then we realized
it was Halloween, because we saw trick or treaters and a few people
answered the door with candy in hand. We didn't get any though. oh
well.
Monday, we had district meeting, which was a little more different
than I'm used too. Anziano Clove is a different kind of District
Leader. We read Moses 7 and discussed. We then ate lunch with the
Lecco Anziani, (we had to go buy some) and then we did a bit of casa
in a nearby city called Robbiate. It was raining hard, though, so we
were a little discouraged and wet, and Robbiate is even smaller than
we thought, so I suggested we try supermarket finding work. We tried.
I felt super awkward, and wasn't very successful because my companion
just was standing nearby more awkwardly. But I think the concept has
potential. That's how we spent the entire day. It was rather
ineffective. The city is so small that I often feel I'm wasting time
just being here.
Tuesday, we did some errands, and then we ate lunch and then we went
to Villasanta, a city too far away, and we did some strada. This
strada was also ineffective. We then got on a train to come back, and
we talked to a nice pair of Albanians who were interested and we got
their numbers. We then went to Paola's house, a nice ex-english
student who has fed the missionaries for forever, but knows
surprisingly little about the gospel and is definitely not baptised.
This morning, we came out here to the library, where the computers are
old and can't use normal gmail, hence my draft wasn't saved. grumble.
I love you all. Please pray for me to have a good mood about this
city. on Monday as we walked through the rain, I went on a rather
self-destructive thought pattern that was rather unhealthy. I wasn't
particularly happy. I'm feeling ok now, though.
Anziano Benjamin Jolley
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Dear family,
I just spent an hour writing an email that I was about to finish, but
because the computers here are old, it didn't save draft and I
randomly signed out. So... you're going to get a less exciting and
detailed version of my week.
First of all, Merate is tiny. It's got about 10,000 people in it. and
no palazzi. My companion is Anziano Clove. My mailing adress is
Anziano Benjamin Jolley
Via V. Monti, 3
23870 Cernusco (LC)
Italia
Wednesday evening, I taught Iro, who read all the way to Alma 9. He's
probably finished the Book of Mormon by now. We talked about the Plan
of Salvation. We then did some casa and found a lovely family of 4,
who told us we could come back. Then we went home, did planning, and
then I got a call from Anziano Bona in Alessandria, who asked if I was
being transferred. I said no. I then got a call from the zone leaders
telling me I was transferred and I had until the next noon to pack up.
So I packed, did my laundry, and was in bed by midnight.
Thursday, we sent off that email to y'all, and then we finished my
packing, did a short giro of Vercelli, and went to the station. On the
train, I talked to a man and got his number, which I forwarded to the
missionaries in Udine, where he lives. We then found out that we were
in Milano 2 hours early. oops. Eventually, after getting mcdonalds,
our companions showed up and we went off to our cities. I'm taking
Anziano Bolnick's place here in Merate, and he's taking Anziano
Baxter's in Pavia whose taking mine in Vercelli. odd. oh well. Anziano
Clove and I went to Merate, I unpacked, ate a little dinner, and then
we did a giro of the town, It is tiny, and then we knocked the two
palazzi in town that have more than 3 stories. we got in once, to a
man named Manuel.
Friday, we did a giro of the town, then we planned, and then we ate
lunch with the remnants of our food supply. While I spent a large
amount of money on shopping on P day, Anziano Bolnick bought a loaf of
bread. so... we were out of food on Sunday. We then went to Lecco,
where the missionaries have prepared a girl named Faith for baptism.
We got there several hours early because we didn't look at the time
properly, and then we left late for the same reason. We got back to
Merate around 7 PM, where we did a bit of strada, encountering 2
people in a half hour. The city is kinda small.
Saturday, we taught one of our 2 investigators, Elisa and Jules. We
taught Elisa about baptism, and how she needs to be a little more
comitted and actually come to church. We then went home, had lunch,
and went to Carnate, a small city nearby, where we knocked every door
in the city, followed by a dinner appointment in the city with the
Pogetti family, a lovely member family of a married couple about the
age of my mom and dad. woot.
Sunday, I had a particularly good block, where I felt the spirit
stronger than I have in a long time. I learned a lot. We then had
lunch with the last of our food, and then we went to Osnago, another
small city nearby, where we knocked a few doors, and then we realized
it was Halloween, because we saw trick or treaters and a few people
answered the door with candy in hand. We didn't get any though. oh
well.
Monday, we had district meeting, which was a little more different
than I'm used too. Anziano Clove is a different kind of District
Leader. We read Moses 7 and discussed. We then ate lunch with the
Lecco Anziani, (we had to go buy some) and then we did a bit of casa
in a nearby city called Robbiate. It was raining hard, though, so we
were a little discouraged and wet, and Robbiate is even smaller than
we thought, so I suggested we try supermarket finding work. We tried.
I felt super awkward, and wasn't very successful because my companion
just was standing nearby more awkwardly. But I think the concept has
potential. That's how we spent the entire day. It was rather
ineffective. The city is so small that I often feel I'm wasting time
just being here.
Tuesday, we did some errands, and then we ate lunch and then we went
to Villasanta, a city too far away, and we did some strada. This
strada was also ineffective. We then got on a train to come back, and
we talked to a nice pair of Albanians who were interested and we got
their numbers. We then went to Paola's house, a nice ex-english
student who has fed the missionaries for forever, but knows
surprisingly little about the gospel and is definitely not baptised.
This morning, we came out here to the library, where the computers are
old and can't use normal gmail, hence my draft wasn't saved. grumble.
I love you all. Please pray for me to have a good mood about this
city. on Monday as we walked through the rain, I went on a rather
self-destructive thought pattern that was rather unhealthy. I wasn't
particularly happy. I'm feeling ok now, though.
Anziano Benjamin Jolley
NOTICE: This email message is for the sole use of the intended recipient(s) and may contain confidential and privileged information. Any unauthorized review, use, disclosure or distribution is prohibited. If you are not the intended recipient, please contact the sender by reply email and destroy all copies of the original message.
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