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Sister Prue Arrived Safely in NYC

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October 31, 2018 It was a pleasure to welcome Sister Prue upon her arrival in NYC yesterday. All the new missionaries went out for some good old-fashioned street contacting and then came to the mission home for dinner and a good night's sleep. This morning she met her new companion and after a brief training meeting, they were off to do missionary work! Preparation days are Mondays, and those are the days the missionaries are asked to send an e-mail home to their family and friends. We encourage you to write a weekly letter or e-mail too. You may write more frequently, but we ask that they only respond on Mondays. Please refrain from communicating with them in any other way like Facebook messenger or texting. These first weeks and months in the mission field are critical to the success of a missionary. For that reason, we hope you can make your letters and e-mails full of encouraging communication that will lift and strengthen your missionary. This type of communication wil...

JFK Airport

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October 29, 2018

Letter #4 - Week 5.5- Start Spreading the News, I'm Leaving Monday

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October 25, 2018 ¡Hola Everybody! In a few short days, I'll be in New York City preaching the good news. My time at the MTC has been as long as it has been short. At the moment I'm feeling like if I go to New York there will be trouble, but if I stay at the CCM then it'll be double. I'm excited to get into the field though, and I've found myself humming New York songs rather a lot in the past couple of days. I will be departing from the CCM at 3 am Monday morning, with having to get to reception by 2:30 in the morning. Presidente Bennett promises that if we go to bed on time, then we will have enough energy to make it through the day well. For the most part, this last week has been an attempt to hustle to the finish line, but some interesting enough things happened over the course of the week to keep things interesting. Hermana Gonzalez and I were leading the district to the computer labs for language study when we walked in and saw two birds flyi...

Letter #3 - Week 3.5- ¿Cómo se dice 'Mexico Rainstorms Don't Play´?

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October 11, 2018 ¡Hola Everybody! It's crazy to think that if I already knew the language I would be out in the mission field right now. The missionaries who are only in the MTC for 3 weeks arrived the past couple of days. I met another Hermana going to New York City with us. Elder Lambert is still the solo Elder at the CCM going to NYC, a fact that he is still sad about. This week we've been playing a game where we put sticky note flags on our nametags, and every time we speak English, we take off a tab. If we lose all our tabs, we buy our teacher candy. There are several exceptions, including 'Cómo se dice...'. This leads to long run-on sentences that have become more of a joke than anything. Yesterday I was in the biggest rainstorm I've ever experienced. My shoes are still soaked through. Lightning stuck really close by our class. White filled the room and half a second later the accompanying boom made me scream. The most eventful par...

Letter #2 - Week 2.5- I Eat Jell-o At Almost Every Meal

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October 4, 2018 ¡Hola Everybody! I'm still alive and well here at the Mexico MTC. The days really do just kind of all blend together and time is simply flying. Attached are pictures from last week of my district at the CCM and at the temple, there might be a couple of duplicates from last week. There are also some of today. The picture of the food is from breakfast, and is typical of the meals here at the MTC. It is pretty Tex-Mex, because, as our teacher Hermano Rivera would say, real Mexican food would "make our stomachs die". There is often americano food that we can also choose from. The rest of the district had french toast for breakfast. They offer Jell-o at almost every meal, so even though I've only been here for 16 days, I´ve probably eaten it over 40 times since arriving at the CCM. In the opposite corner you can see Elder Pratt´s arms, and if you look closely you'll see a stack of three slices of bread on his tray. Thi...