Boy oh boy has the rainy season come in this last week. On Thursday it started raining about 3 in the Morning and didn't stop until almost noon. We had to take off our shoes twice to wade through about 3-4 inches of standing water to reach our rendez-vous. Don't worry, they let us borrow flip flops. It's actually been reallllllly cool here. This morning when I woke up, I felt my toes. They were a little bit cold. I'm pretty sure I could sleep without my fan, but I keep it going for the mosquitoes. So I'm probably way cooler than you are right now.
By the way, important request. The first man we baptized when I got here recently asked for the photo from his baptism. When you have access to it, could you attach it in an email? We can get it printed here without too much of a hassle. He's actually been called as Young Mens President in the Branch now, he's going strong. Not that I contributed to that all that much, I could barely speak French back then.
I realized recently that I've seen some huge French jumps in the last two weeks or so. I'm thinking that it's mostly because I'm just speaking more. It's hard not to progress in something when you do it a lot.
Ready for the story that made my week? His name is Brice. We gave him a restoration brochure about three weeks ago. Since then, we weren't able to actually have a lesson with him until Friday. I was just about to call it lost and move on, but we gave it one more chance. When we got there, he had a story for us. Sometime in his youth, he was given a copy of the Book of Mormon. It was so long ago, he doesn't even remember where or when or who. We know it was at least 15 years ago, though, because it's not the newest version (the old version didn't have the Guide to the Scriptures, and it just had an asterisk for every time it said "and it came to pass that"). Two days before we met him, he found that Book of Mormon again and leafed through it a bit, but didn't think much of it. He was reading the brochure we gave him when he found the name Mormon. He double checked and yep, same person. He got a lot more interested and ended up studying the brochure, filling out the questionnaire at the back perfectly and underlining stuff and everything. When we asked him if he would act on what he'd learn, he said "without hesitation, yes." He was excited to come to church yesterday so he could see how the church he'll be joining actually works. Those are his words, not mine. This man is the most perfectly prepared investigator ever. The next day we went back and he had already read all the intro stuff in the Book of Mormon and was to 1 Nephi 6. I don't even know how far he is now.
Fun things I've seen in Africa this week: TOMS again Disco strobing headlights two feet of standing water in the streets A Revenon (okay, thats not this week, that's old. It's a voodoo thing. People dress up in garish costumes, pretend like they're evil spirits. Then other people hit other people with sticks. I don't really understand how that all works at all, but apparently someone gets money from it.) The A-team movie in French (a tiny part, it was on at a members house when we showed up) the Simpsons (same story) Me with shorter hair (I got another haircut finally, turns out the barber below the apartment actually knows how to cut hair for a part. And he only charges missionaries about half price for it too. It was weird paying for a haircut, that's the first time ever.)
This week we should be having one or two baptisms. I say that because we don't really understand what to do with one of them. He's a young man who was baptized once, but never actually confirmed. So we're waiting to hear whether we have to teach him the lessons again or not. We'll see. But overall, I'm hoping for three legitimate baptisms this month. And at this point, we don't really have any investigators that I haven't been there since stage one. That's one of the nice things about staying in an area for 3-4 transfers.
We also have an investigator that I can only describe as me if I were receiving the missionary lessons. Also, a woman. It's a really bizarre experience. I've thought a lot about what it would take to get me to accept the gospel if I wasn't in it. I'm still not even all that sure. It pushes me a lot, and I have to become a much better teacher.
Food is doing pretty good here. Most of the Elders in the apartment are better cooks than I am. Or at least they use more spices than I do. Because of our lack of an oven, a lot of what we make is either rice or spaghetti with meat and a sauce. I don't think I ever made a sauce before my mission, so I've been a little behind with that. But I realized this last week that I conceivable can make Pilaf, so I'm going to try and make that in the week or two. I think I've pretty much stopped losing weight. Why, do you ask? Because of bread. I bought almost two dollars worth of bread last week. Which doesn't sound like much, but you don't know how much bread that really is.
Okay, I'm out of time, at least I wrote more than last week. Love and Bissap, Elder Christensen