Zdrastvuitye!
This week was an interesting one. Not super eventful, but good nonetheless. The weather has been pretty weird here. It was actually unusually hot this week considering it was in the 50-60 degree range last week. It has been in the 70s-80s for the past few days and I'm not particularly loving it. I want to break out my sweaters for good! I keep hearing from the Russians that it is going to cool down soon. I'm praying for it!
On Wednesday we will be having Zone Training in Avrora, so tomorrow Sister Thomas and I will load up in a train and head to the home land. We always go into Avrora for Zone Conferences, but usually for Zone Trainings the outlying cities (like Penza) just Skype in to the meeting. The only time President has us come in for Zone Trainings is when something big is about to go down. Should be interesting. I'll keep you posted on that.
We had a celebration at our church building on Friday to celebrate the church's 120 year birthday in Russia! Yay! All of the branches in Russia celebrated this holiday (or they should have anyways), and it was a lot of fun. The church celebrated by having all of the branches put together a program and hold an open house at their building on that particular night. We invited literally everyone we knew to come to the open house and invite a friend. Our branch planned on having at least 120 people come to the activity. Unfortunately only about 40 people came to the activity (less people than we usually have at sacrament meeting every week), but about 5 of them were investigators. The people in charge of the activity put together a slide show about the history of the Church in general and in Russia. Pretty cool. Then, all of the quorums and Presidencies talked about what they do and what we're all about. After that, somebody organized for this random opera lady to come and sing at the end of the program. It was really cool to listen to, but none of her songs were religious and most of them were pretty sad. One of the members sitting next to me started flipping nuggets about how none of her songs reflected the spirituality of our church and she tried to rally all of the missionaries together to charge the stage and start singing hymns... yeah, that didn't work. Then she started flipping nuggets again about how there wasn't even an opening prayer or anything, which I agree was pretty strange. Then, the son of one of the guests stood up at the very end of the performance and started puking on the front row... nast. Yeah, they didn't even clean up his mess. During sacrament meeting, I walked by where he was standing and there was dried up vomit in the carpet. Literally so gross. Anyways, since the branch was planning for 120 people to show up, they had plently of watermelon and cookies to fill everyone up to the top before they left. The little kid that threw up walked right in and started shoveling melon and pastries down his throat. Glad I didn't have to deal with the puke that probably came of that. As a whole, the activity wasn't awful, but none of the investigators that came were new ones or ones that we invited from off the street. That was a little disappointing. It's okay though. Somebody will look back at the invitation that we gave them and have a desire to know more about our church.
Apparently there was some sort of Russian holiday on Saturday... the only reason I know that is because there were a million booths set up and a Russian band playing across the street from our apartment. Really loud. Really spectacular. Anyways, of course Sister Thomas and I had to go look at the booths, so we wandered through the tables of Russian doo-dads. There wasn't anything too interesting; just a lot of wood carvings, little toys, jewelry, etc. I made a highly unnecessary purchase... but I do not regret it one bit. We walked past this one booth that had a bunch of butt ugly necklaces hanging on it, but I saw one that looked EXACTLY like the crystal necklace from the Disney movie Atlantis. Yep, bought that. It makes me feel so cool when I wear it. Anyways, Sister Thomas also made a purchase at the event. At a few of the booths, they were selling these little wood carved sling shots and she thought that it would make a good souvineer for her little brother, so she bought it. THEN... she decided to whip out the sling shot during companionship study the next day and pretend to shoot stuff at me. Not thinking that it would actually hit me, she loaded a little post-it note pad into the sling shot and aimed it at my face. Yeah... it hit me. I had a big, swollen welt on the bridge of my nose for a good hour or so. I couldn't even wear my glasses because my nose was so tender. Let's just say she has lost all sling shot privileges.
Welp, that's all for this week folks! Don't sing worldly opera at church and take away any weapons from your housemates!
Do Svidanya!
Love,
Sister Megan Wagstaff
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