of stressed from preparing for zone conference sooo it didn't really
work.... sorry. This is what I've got.
Monday:
We did a super fun FHE with the Africans. Juliet made plantains and
spicy beans and was probably the best thing I've had at her house. We
had less actives and investigators there and played crazy, fun game
then connected it to our spiritual thought. I'm so grateful that I get
to serve with these wonderful African people and experience their
culture as well.
Wednesday and Thursday:
We ran around the city and waited in lines a ton to take care of my
green card stuff so that I can be legal for the last few weeks of my
mission....lol
Friday:
We went over to a less active's house and by some miracle her friend
who is an active member was there getting her hair done. She helped us
so much in the lesson. I love members. They help so much. They're
super good friends so she could be bold with her in a way that we
can't.
Saturday:
We had a super awesome day planned but then all 5 of our appointments
got cancelled. Sooo. we went finding!!! And got our bidone
gelatooooo!!!! Yayyyyyyyy!
Sunday:
Sunday was interesting because the branch president was out of town so
one of the elders had to preside and bless the sacrament and give a
talk and the other elder passed the sacrament and my comp gave the
other talk for the 5 members that were there.
Then we spent the rest of the day traveling to Taranto for zone
conference this upcoming week.
Today:
We played beach volleyball with the zone for a few hours! It was great.
My companion is cute and wrote a poem about our branch so I'm going to
just send this to make up for this terrible email:
There's an itty bitty church
In an apartment down the street.
You'll find it if you search
Where all the Mormons meet.
They sit all together,
All 6, side by side.
They come in any weather
And in the Lord they confide.
They don't have any stairs,
Just cockroaches on the floor.
They have green plastic chairs
And an always open door.
The missionaries give talks.
Everyone participates.
In that church by the docks,
New members they anticipate.
And together they read
And together they sing
They resemble a seed,
Just a humble sapling.
And together they pray
And together they cry
And together they say
"O Signore, lo sai."
So they continue to grow
their faith in their hearts.
But they never feel low.
It's how every ward starts.
Love,
Sorella Bonzo
Calzoni
Pythagoras statue
The trip to Taranto. sorella walch was our entertainment
Volleyball today
