Hola from Woostah,
I
think that is how you pronounce it. It is definitely different than any
other city that I have been in. Worcester is way more peaceful that
Boston. The houses are more spread out and the streets are smaller. It
isn't as diverse as Boston was, which means there aren't as many
opportunities to speak Spanish.
The
ward here is actually a ward much like the Boston first. The English
and the Spanish are together. But in this ward the Spanish members have
to wear headsets during sacrament meeting. They have their own Sunday
school and then they have translators during the third hour. I was one
of them. It is hard to translate, but I really like it. I try to
translate while the person is still talking. I am sure a bunch gets lost
and what I am actually saying doesn't make sense,but they appreciate
it. They definitely don't expect me to be able to speak Spanish. Which
is really quite fun!
This
week... well it has been a week of complete transition. Tuesday was a
little tough knowing it was my last day there in Boston. I hated the
feeling of knowing I was leaving. I knew that I was going to be going
where I was supposed to be going, but I have never been good with change
and though my mind was on board with leaving and doing what the
President asked, my body was feeling sick and nervous. I ended up asking
a member for a blessing of peace. It was amazing. It was my first
Spanish blessing and I was able to understand every word. The best part
was the peace and the love that I felt. I felt the love of my Heavenly
Father, of this member and of the love of my mission president who had
spent so much time on his knees praying to know where to send me. It is
amazing to be living in a way that i just go and do when I am asked and
yet I know that I am where Heavenly Father needs me most.
Thursday
I met my companion, Sister Miller. She has only been out for one
transfer so I will be helping to finish her training. But she has been
in the area and will be my chauffeur for the next few weeks. We have a
bright red Toyota corolla. I love those cars. Sister Miller didn't know
any Spanish before her mission and has been picking up very nicely. She
is 5th of 10 children. She is from Sugar Idaho and was at BYU-I before
her mission. We also took a few more pictures at transfer meeting. I now
have two "great-grandchildren" so we had to get a new generation photo.
I also got a few with sister Wagner and sister Garcia. This is sister
Garcia's last transfer. She is training once again. I also got a picture
with sister Gomez.
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Sis Garcia and karee |
Worcester...
Well it's different. I have been trying to get used to what everything
looks like and how to get to different members' houses. The first few
days here we have just tried to get settled and get around. I have met a
few of our investigators. Two of them are English speaking. Both from
Africa. And both of them were at church on Sunday.
We
are living in a nice apartment with the sisters who are serving in the
other Worcester ward. They are there serving in English. Sister Buchanan
and sister Hobs. Sister Buchanan came out with me and sister hobs just
got here. They are actually shot-gunning because the sisters used to
cover both first and second ward.
Yesterday
I met quite a few members, not only at church but we also went to their
houses. Each one of them fed us... I was very full! I think we are
going to have to break the habit of feeding the missionaries every time
we go to their house because my stomach will not be able to handle all
of that. But I tried some Brazilian food and some new kinds of papusas.
I love you all!
love always,
Hna. K. Brown
My new address:
285 Plantation St. # 312
Worcester, MA 01604
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