It´s been a good week! Very busy though. A lot of preparation for the baptism, buying refreshments, getting interviews for Dislaila and signatures from the Zone Leaders, alot of lessons and traveling. But the Baptism was great! We did it Sunday instead of Saturday, and the result was awesome. So much more support from the ward having it right after church. It was a very nice day that I dont think Dislaila will ever forget. She was so happy! The other two that were baptized were Willy and Elvis. Couple a punks! But we love em!
Lets see... This week I tried Jagua! Its a juice thats made from a fruit that only grows here in the Dominican Republic. I´ll try to describe it best I can... Imagine drinking something that smells like gasoline and tastes like finger-nail polish remover with a slight tang. It is disgusting! But apparently its very healthy for you. I can hardly believe its edible. And to think it comes from a fruit that tastes the same! Im thinkin maybe people should look into this as a serious canidate as a replacement for fossil fuel, cause this thing packs a punch!The other night, we were sitting on our beds, just talking, and hoping the power would come back on so we could make a shake, I saw a mouse scamper into the kitchen. Thus, the usual protocal was iniciated, and rodent purge had commenced. I turned on the iconic song from the opera ¨Rigoletto¨ as loud as i could, we grabbed our broomsticks of wrath, took our positions so as to counter any hope of escape the creature had, and as though it were in slow motion, in a furious fit of rage, we bagan the expulsion of this demon who had slunk its way into our abode. With the incredible thrashing of weaponized mops and brooms we ravaged the kitchen in search our enemy. After all was said and done, the horrific screams, splintered broomsticks, bloodshed, and a sore loss of dignity, Rigoletto ceased. The mouse had won that battle, successfully hiding in some space up inside the oven. But victory was ours the next morning when our furry little foe was found dead on his side, harboring what i thought to be a slight smile, mocking us from the grave. And thats all I have to say about that.This week a saw a Dominican bludgen a giant tarantula with a soccer ball! That was a sight. The spider was interfering with our sport night! We have one every wednesday that we invite investigators to. Its a grand old time, even though i cant play at all! Im seriously terrible at soccer.... Oh well.Today I played a purly Dominican game called Vitilla... Its basically baseball without running for poor kids. The bat is a broomstick, and the ball is the cap from a water jug- super hard to hit! But its pretty fun. They can throw those things really really well too!Thanks to a package ive recieved, (Shout out to Mom!) I have a tiny little spice kitchen in my house. We´ve been using it to add some variety in our regular diet of rice and beans. Elder Bodily and I love it! The Latins in our house arent as fond of flavourful food as we are! But its all good.Anyway, as always, thank you all so much for the love and support!Elder Brady