Thursday, February 21, 2013

Get it? Got it. Good.

Anziano Burton's email came today...yes, Mom loves Thursdays! We hesitantly asked him about 10 questions and here is his response:

Yikes!  That was WAAAY too many questions.  Haha!  I should have said "ask me three things at a time" or something.  One question can go a long way and remind me of things that happened this week.  I'll try to answer as much as I can, but next time it'll help if the Qs are a bit more focused.  Thanks, and sorry for the rushed answers!

Can't send a picture yet, sorry.  I'm not sure how it works, and I don't have enough computer time to work on it, but hopefully next week I can watch someone who knows what they're doing.

I was in the SLC airport for about 3 hours, just sitting next to the baggage claim watching tons of missionaries board this shuttle thingy outside.  I wanted to wait for Jared, but I was worried that there had been some sort of miscommunication or that I was supposed to go somewhere or do something that I had forgotten.  So I just sat there like a good Eagle Scout.  Eventually I thought, "Okay, I'm gonna be late if I don't just take the shuttle."  So I just paid, like, $19 or something and jumped on one of the shuttles to the MTC.  No big deal.  I still feel bad for making Brother Moon sit around worrying about me forever, though.  So sorry!!

The first thing that happened at the MTC was I was given a "Host", or escort, who's just a missionary who's nearing the end of his MTC stay.  He took my bags to my room while I went through this super organized line of things to pick up, put on, and keep with me, including: my nametags (one clip, one magnet), my ID badge (much like BYU's, I use it for everything, meals and opening doors and stuff), my room key, and my "white bible", or missionary handbook.  It's pretty much the most intense list of Iron Rod-esque rules in the world.  I love it.  The only rule that bugs me is one that limits my relationship with little kids, because I guess you can get in a lot of trouble.  I can't play with them or have them sit on my lap or anything.  And, as my family knows, that'll be really hard for me.  I love chilluns.  Oh, well.  I'll be obedient.

The planner is awesome.  It's very organized and I use it all the time.  It has 6 weeks in it, so I'll use this one all through my MTC stay, and then get a new one for every transfer.  I write all my Spiritual promptings and favorite quotes in there, along with my To Do lists and normal schedule stuff: where and when I'm s'posed to be, etc.  I love using it, and I love wearing a suit that lets me carry a million things around in my million pockets.  It's so cool!  Who needs an iPhone when you have a planner and a suitcoat?

I'd love the addresses of all my friends on missions.  Brad, Tate, Clayton, and Tyler especially.  My friend Dallin wrote me this week out of the blue from his mission in New York City.  So exciting.

I don't have lots of time to read letters, but I do love getting them.  Tell everyone to use Dear Elder, it's seriously the best thing ever.  They print out your letter on paper and give it to me so I can read it whenever I want.  In fact, send all your questions and stuff through Dear Elder and I'll have to time to organize how I'll respond before I get to a computer.  Get it?  Got it.  Good.

I am getting quite a few letters from friends, family, and bronies.  It's pretty fun.  Wish I had a little more time to reply.  But I REALLY wish I had more time to sleep.  Jeez, I've never been so exhausted.  It's funny, before the MTC I thought "Going to bed at 10:30?  That's so early!"  Now I'm like, "Can't we go to bed at 7?"

I'll definitely be mailing a package or two home before I leave to Italy.  Turns out I could have (and probably should have) brought TWO big bags and a small one, rather than one of each, but it's totally fine.  I've learned some nifty packing tricks from other Elders and I'll be able to get everything I need to Italy.  In the week before I leave, I'll probably mail home whatever I don't absolutely need to bring.

Yeah, we go to the temple every P-day.  It's... very different from the Columbia River temple.  Obviously I love it, but there aren't any windows... like, anywhere... and it's super big and packed with people.  Again, I still love it, and it's fun to go through with all my friends.  I'm actually going again later today.  Huzzah!

I'll tell you about Sunday next week.  Remind me.

Preach My Gospel really is an amazing book.  Everything here is focused on the investigator: what we study in our language, scriptures, and everything else is totally focused around how we can teach our investigators what they need to know.  It makes it much easier to study when you have that specific of a goal.  Rather than saying, "I wanna know how to say 'Pumpkins scream in the dead of night' in Italian!" or something stupid like that, I'm always thinking, "How am I going to teach Valentina about the Plan of Happiness?  Covenants?  The Restoration?  Dispensations?  Baptism?"  It's great.

The language is going great.  I memorized the First Vision in Italian.  Remind me to tell you about Rita and TRC.

That's all the time I have.  Sorry, doing laundry at the same time.  Have a good week!

Anz. B.

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