Monday, February 13, 2012

Me on a slide. Fun! Fun!

Igor, Bijú, Bella, Elder Bird, and me

A house for sale.

Elder Bird and me.

This is the last week of my mission. This is my last P-day. This is the end. I have thought about this day for a long time, and I'm sure we all do. I never thought it would come. But then I think, man it came way too fast.

I have had a good time out here, it has been great. All 2 years of it. The good and the bad, the boring and the exciting. It has all been good.

I would recommend EVERYONE to do it. Not everyone does, not everyone can, or so they think.

When I think about the mission, I think about it in many, many ways, and it is very hard to describe but I like to think of it like this:

Another turning point a fork stuck in the road

Time grabs you by the wrist directs you where to go

So make the best of this test and don’t ask why

It’s not a question but a lesson learned in time


It’s something unpredictable but in the end

It’s right I hope you’ve had the time of your life

So take the photographs and still frames in your mind

Hang it on a shelf in good health and good time

Tattoos and memories and dead skin on trial

For what it’s worth it was worth all the while

Thank you Green Day. I like the way they put that there.

I have worked hard and now it is here. Next week I don't know if I will send another one of these or not, I don't know if I will have time.

So thank you all for your support and for reading my blog, that my Mom has done for me. I hope you all enjoyed it.

Anywho, This last week was good. I enjoyed it. It rained, we worked, it was very hard, seeing as no one was home.

Some of the people we are working with are progressing rapidly and others not at all.
When it was raining, well we don´t stop and we saw and heard lightning hit about 15 feet away from us. We saw a flash of bright white light and then we heard a metal on metal sound and then the thunder. but we heard the bolt hit something about 15 feet away.

Also, when we were walking we saw a dude riding on his motorcycle, screwing around, like always. Brasilians love Motos. And his phone fell out of his pocket and we were the only ones to see it. So we called the last number on it and got his address to return it to him. We didn´t have a map and it was in another area so we just went off in the direction of where I thought the street was, we ended up in the Favela and then almost back to where we started in just over an hour trying to get the guy's fone back.

Oh and last Sunday, not yesterday but the day before, We witnessed a bar fight with about 20 guys... nuts.

So, anyway, that's it. Next Wednesday, not this one, but the next I will be home.

See you all then.


and Happy Valentine's day!

See you all soon.

I am Elder Richardson, LD, and I end mine epistle, amen

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