Takeaway

WHA WHA!

It's been a WILD week, but nothing out of the ordinary for here.

I'm plugging in a fair warning right now also because my mom told me I'm really sassy this week!

To understand this week, I need to enlighten y’all to the idea of take away. To start off this concept, I need to explain the cafeteria situation. We got new chefs, which caused a shortage (we ran out of food). I'd also like to add I AM grateful for what I do have—I'm just hungry. This week, I've had a piece of bread for every meal, and if we're getting really fancy, a few pieces of pineapple. Unless, of course, you want chicken gizzards for breakfast.

You'd think the idea of "ladies first" would mean something to all these crazy elders, but as soon as you walk in the cafeteria, it's like my dad says: "No friends on a powder day." Every man for themselves.

So, getting back on track—takeaway is where you pack food to go for later in the evening when you need a little snack. It's not technically allowed, and I'm not going to throw my boys under the bus, but takeaway is a constant in our district.

But because they have taught me their ways, takeaway is how I'm alive and writing this email!

Some more highlights:

Elder Christofferson is coming on the 18th, and I'm singing in the choir when he comes, so I'm really pumped for that!

Almost got my hands on a violin, but plans fell through.

Got my first mosquito bite and haven't died yet, so that's promising, considering I haven't been able to take my doxy due to food circumstances.

I've won another Coke this week from balling up Bro. Essiem! Where this talent has come from, I'm not sure?? Because it's not from BEHS! Gift of 3s.

I've received "souvenirs" from the island boys and not sure if I've accidentally said yes to a marriage because, surprisingly, I don't understand Samoan very well.

Moved to the French branch this week, and everything that I thought I knew went out the window so fast.

French is slowly coming along, but all my Spanish Duolingo was a waste! I don't even know Spanish that well, and somehow in class, I'm writing Spanish, French, and English all together.

Honestly, it's tough to be positive every day here, but I can see the light at the end of the tunnel!! If you know me, you know how fast my social battery drains, so four weeks has been QUITTTEEEEEE a stretch, you could say. Something that was super helpful was when we watched the Joseph Smith movie. I was planning to take a FAT nap during it, but I'm glad I didn’t. It made me remember why I'm really here and how much Jesus loves us. Although this MTC is bonkers, there's nowhere I'd rather be than helping the Lord!

Love you all!

Sœur Jenson