I don't know about you, but I'm feeling 22. That's what Sister Hassell wrote on our mirror for my birthday on Friday. My companions also made me breakfast and got me some cool presents. The Notebook in Macedonian (the book not the movie) and a t-shirt that says "Ah, frick" on one side (do I say that a lot?) and "Hey look! It's Turkish German!" on the other. (In the videos they use to train missionaries called The District, there's an investigator called German who is really big. One day when we were by Stone Bridge we saw a really big guy and Sister Hassell said, "Let's go talk to him. He reminds me of German." He turned out to be from Turkey. We saw him again a month or so later and I said, "Hey look, it's Turkish German!" thus the reason for the quote on the shirt.) For our lunch hour all the missionaries went to our NEW CHURCH BUILDING and had pizza and a cake that Elder Prince made me. He told me it was a "sexist cake" and that I'd find out why when I ate it. For every slice of cake there was a piece of paper with a sexist joke on it. E.g. "What do you call a woman with an opinion? Wrong."
I also got presents from the elders :) Elder Prince and Chingas got me a plain blue shirt for the summer, and Elder Gierisch and Rigby got me some chocolate mints and a collar and leash for Sister Hassell. I'm always losing her when we're contacting. The collar has spikes that dig in if she resists. Elder Krajnc got me another book in Macedonian. He is flying out of Tirana tomorrow so yesterday after church and lunch at the Nelsons he left. We (the sisters) all wrote him goodbye notes. The elders' landlord George took us all out to dinner again in Elder Krajnc's honor. Everyone misses him.
On Saturday the sisters, Elder Prince and Elder Krajnc drove to Delcevo, a city near the Bulgarian border, to go to Natasha's house to see her and meet her parents. We talked about the church and overall it was a great meeting. I got to hold one of her puppies. And the city was beautiful.
We went to the army base again, probably my last time, after a zone training in Kosovo. The institute lesson was on sacrifice and afterwards we ate chicken nuggets in the chow hall with the soldiers.
Something cool happened a week or so ago. We had a lesson in this guy named Avdo's house, who is Muslim. He wasn't really interested in the church but at one point he told me, "You have a bit of an accent. You sound like someone from Stumica or somewhere in the east." http://www.ezilon.com/
It's really hard to stay focused nearing the end of my mission. I'll see you soon.
"I do not think it pleases the Lord when we worry because we think we never do enough or that what we do is never good enough." -Boyd K. Packer
Have a great week.
Love,
Sister Riddle
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