Sister Sprouse with her roommates from Fiji and New Zealand

 

 

 

Sister Sprouse with Sister Sprouse except one of the Sister Sprouses' name tag is not showing

 

 

Sister Sprouse with her companion Sister Laub from Idaho



Month Mark!

Comosta akong pamilya! 

Gugma nako kamo!! Kaayo!

Wow. This week has been AMAZING. So good. Like for reals. (Can't believe I just typed that.) Salamat para tanan sa mga letters! I was so excited to get them all and here from all of you. 

So Sister Laub is from Idaho, but she went to BYU here for the past two years. She hates that she can see the pretty mountains but is not able to hike on them. She loves to run like me. We're opposites, but the same too. She's so much quieter, but besides that we are both very quirky and our catch phrase is salikwa-ut (awkward.) She loves poetry, and nice glass of byu cookies and cream milk, and of course her companion, me, here. 

 

What an eventful week. Sister Laub and I found a picture of this man whom we are not familiar with under our bunk bed. In the photo, he is enjoying a nice tall swirl of cotton candy. We decided that we love him and that he is our boyfriend, so we placed him on our residence door. But the next day he was gone! The Tongan sisters were very upset that someone stole our boyfriend. (He apparently was their boyfriend too.) And blamed Sister T (The figian) for stealing it. Sister T said, "An eye single to the glory of God. No boyfriend!" She is the funniest girl I have met, possibly ever. My love for her is great! 

The other day we were talking, and all the sudden she asks me, "Sister Sprouse, can you give me your pants?" Hahaha. I told her that I could not, in fact, give them to her, to which she replied, "Pelihog?" (please) Apparently we Americans are not good at sharing. "Fijians are much better." 

Oh, so I slept talked again in Cebuano. Sister Lolesi said that I was going at it pretty hard; it was like I was having a conversation with myself. I can remember my dream. It was when I was home from my mission, and Kait and Brisa could both speak Cebuano. Actually Brisa spoke elongo, but they're pretty similar. Sister Laub said that at one point she heard me say, "salikwa-ut". Haha. I don't even know.

This Sunday I got to listen to a talk by Elder Bednar about teaching through the spirit. It was incredible! I learned that success on a mission is a gift from God, and I need to live to be worthy of it. I need to become a missionary, not just go on a mission. It was so wonderful! Read D&C 100:5-8. Such a cool promise! 

But that's not even the best part. On Tuesday, an apostle came to speak to us! It was Richard G. Scott. I love him! He is so adorable. I also love how he always talks about his wife. This time he said, "I am emotional tonight... Because my wife has been gone for a long time, but I feel strongly that she has been permitted to be here tonight." WOW! So cool! He said a really awesome quote, "To reach a goal you have not yet obtained, you must do things you have never done before." He said so much, and I just felt to lucky to be able to hear him and know his message was true. He also blessed all the language learning missionaries that we would be able to learn the language as long as we tried! So exciting!

It was funny because we all knew that an apostle was speaking to us, so it was pretty hectic going to the Marriot Center. Elder Vander Vloidt called it "The running of the bulls." Pretty accurate. That guy is the funniest guy I have ever met. The other day he picked up the fan and pretended that he was a snake charmer and his tie was the snake. I have a few pictures of it. He's so hilarious! The other day at lunch, Elder Hughes was trying to get a rhyme for purple. He said not nurple. So he asked for the second best. Elder Lowe said whirlpool. So Elder Hughes says okay, third best. Without even pausing, Elder Vander Vloidt says, "Third best? Turd Vest!" Okay, so I don't know if it sounds funny over email, but I was almost crying. To put sa pag in front of a word makes it a verb (sa pagampo is "to pray") so they turned him into a verb. Every time he says something like "Your mom" to you, you know that you've been sa pag-Vander Vloidt-ed. 

Well, I'm going to go, but I love you all so much! I love being here and feeling the spirit and knowing that if you ask for something from God, He will help you. 

Love you!

Sister Sprouse 

(Dang it, I forgot my converter. I'll send pictures next week.)