Monday, March 14, 2016

Under Cover Cop






My new companion is Elder Bullough. He is from Orem, UT--right by where Katie used to live. He has been here for 2 transfers, so I am a "mom" again. Haha. 




One of the sister missionaries that I'm working with right now is Khmae. Her name is Sister Ren, and she is the hardest working sister I have ever seen. She contacts at least 80 people a week and all the members love her--she just gets stuff done. Yeah, I can see how some of the most effective missionaries are sisters. 



This week we got two new investigators with a couple more on the way. One of them was a contact that we got, and the others are referrals. This is a good area for contacting because there are these random villages just full of people. It's not like KC where all the people are super spread apart. So when we have 3 or 4 hours of contacting we can just pick one of these villages and go contact every one in that village. Although not everyone wants to learn, we meet people and they just gain an overall respect for the white guys with black tags.





In fact, I started talking to a guy, and he was a little tipsy (it was 3 o'clock lol). He started talking to us about these other people that are Christians in that village. When I asked him how he knew all this, he just drops it on me that he's an under cover cop. Haha. I think it's some French word they're trying to say with their khmae accents, like "derbes" or something like that. Anyways, then he started talking about the usual anti-Vietnam stuff that all of them talk about, and then he goes, "Wait! You know how to speak Khmae?!" Haha! I started busting up so hard. He thought he was speaking English that whole time. Maybe tipsy wasn't a strong enough word for whatever he was.



That's all I got. 

Elder Hall

[Editor's note: Wyatt didn't send any pictures this week, so I decided to create some of my own.]

Monday, March 7, 2016

Counter-Intuitive



Elder Me and Wyatt

If I could write a one-word slogan for this country it would be, "counter-intuitive." Haha. People cut their grass with scissors and then harvest their tiny herbs with sickles. I don't think there is much that is "intuitive" about this country. I'm not complaining though, because it's something I have grown to love. It also makes impressing people a lot easier. 

Phnom Penh skyline

So Kian Svay is nice (except for the hour long bike rides to "clay" twice a week). Dei edth (clay) is where the branch president and a bunch of other members live. That is where the real Kian Svay is. The church is in the Kian Svay "county" (srok), but the "county seat" is about an hour away from the church--close to Dei Edth. The Elder who turned Stung Meanchey from having just one branch into 3 branches is in our ward, too, and when I asked him to help with our work, he said, "You have to use the spirit when you contact." So I asked him to help us contact one day. The new area has the exact same amount of members as KC it seems; however, here it's more like 4 or 5 really big families plus a few others that make up the whole branch. The Branch President is a baller. He gets things done. I asked him for new people to teach and he told me to dig a ditch for him and then move dirt. So I did it, and now we have two new investigators from him. Man, that guy is cool. He has been to the temple, and his children are all super rowdy, and the wife is always stressed out. He's fairly young, too. (Does this sound familiar?)






When I'm with Elder Me, he wants me to speak as much English as possible, so I do until he doesn't understand, and then I tell him in Khmae. Also, it's been kind of a bummer having to wait for people to get tired of talking to Elder Me to want to talk to me. Since he is Khmae there honestly isn't really much of a reason for people to talk to me if they can just ask elder Me, so I just wait for the person to ask me if I'm sok sabbay [basically, how are you doing?] in their most slowed-down version of speaking. When Elder Me leaves, then people will have to talk to me more, but I've been enjoying feeling like a trainee again. 
Elder Me

This is Pu Bot



I think my stay in this area won't be as long as KC, unfortunately, since I am all but white washing [starting from scratch], because Elder Me leaves for America tomorrow! On Tuesday Elder Me got an interview at the embassy to get a visa. Since he passed, we had to go back on Thursday to pick up the visa. Lots of trips to Phnom Penh. He heads out to Oakland tomorrow morning, and I go back to Kian Svay with Elder Bolo. He's American despite the Khmae sounding name. He gained some fame by getting attacked by a drunk guy in Stung Meanchey a few weeks ago. I'll have to ask him about it and then I'll tell you next week. 

American soil

Love, 
Elder Hall