September 22, 2011

Things here are going well. I felt like Spanish was going well until Saturday. All the missionary from the CCM went out on the streets to proselyte. My companion and I were given a 24 block section to work. now remember i am doing this on only like 10 days worth of Spanish. This is also the first time i had seen any of Buenos Aries. First impression super dirty. there is garbage everywhere. also stray dogs that poop where ever they want. but i was told that it was like one of the nicest places in town. we are like 10 blocks from were the presidents house is. So anyway the houses all looked really nice but they were all fenced in with bars on the windows. we didn´t knock or buzzer any doors because we didn´t think we could give a good lesson if they let us in. so we just did street contacts. It was super frustrating. We started at 1:00 and the first three people i tried to stop and talk to didn´t even look at me and kept walking. but as the day progressed things got a little better. We gave out a few folletos and taught a few principles. We will work that area for the next two Saturdays. Next week we have a lesson to teach with a guy which is super scary, because this is not a role play any more it is for really. After our lesson we will probably knock some doors. before we head back to the bus we are aloud to go get some food. so my comp and i went the this huge street on the very edge of our area and bought some alfajores which are kind of like wagon wheel grandma would bring but there is more then one type and are usually filled with doce de leche. The older missionary's said that this area was super hard to teach in because the people are so rich and feel like they don´t need alot. they said the last area they were in was dirt poor but everyone was nice and stopped to listen. But the down side was safety. They said people would look at you and put there finger by their eye which means i am watching you or get out of here. Others would make guns with there fingers and shake there head. But you don´t need to worry no one that i know of has ever been robbed or hurt.

September 15, 2011

I don´'t have alot of time but here it goes. Things are so crazy down here. The day I got here an elder said "Days feel like weeks and weeks feel like hours". So far this has proven to be true, every day feel like two days, but they all kind of mess into one. I go to bed completely exhausted, but it feels super good. You don't have to worry about me starving, the food here is so amazing. It is lots of steak and pot roast and potatoes. Plus at every meal I get bread and olive oil with balsamic vinegar. only the breakfast are not that great. It is always Argentinian cereal which is like cardboard, then sometimes we get some really good homemade rolls or donuts. The reason the food is so good is because there are two chefs that make everything so it is not like cafeteria food. A little about the CCM(MTC) there are currently 27 Americans plus 2 that are already fluent in Spanish so they are with the remaining 30 to 40 Latinos. The Latinos are so amazing. I can't wait till I know more Spanish so I can talk to them. they are so loving and friendly. Btw sorry about the spelling the computer is in espanol and some of the keys are different (ñ). 

My teachers are so cool. One just got home from Chile a month ago and our hermana got back like 4 months ago form the Salt Lake temple mission. 

Spanish is such a pain. French is turning out to be a blessing as well as a burden. It has taught me to conjugate verbs but I pronounce everything in a french accent and just sound dumb. I said my first pray in Spanish on Sunday I think, it was supper short but the feeling of the Spirit was amazing. On Monday we met with an investigator and had to teach him only in Spanish. It was so hard I didn't really say much. Thankfully my compeñero knows more Spanish then I do. The next day we met with him and were able to teach in English which was really nice. but the next day they shot that down and said we should never speak English again, so we gave a thirty minute lesson on the restoration in Spanish. All I could do was the door approach and then sit their while my comp taught. When he finished i just bore my testimony basically saying I know little Spanish but I know what my comp said is true and that I know that the gospel is true and that Christ is our savior, that god loves you and wants you to be happy. It took pretty much all the Spanish I knew to say that but I think he understood. Anyway my comp is Elder Ben Crawford form Rexburg; he is cool. The rest of my district, which consists of the 7 other guys on the plane ride down here, are so much fun. The only Americans that come here go to Uruguay and come in every 3 weeks and leave every 9. Latinos come in every 3 weeks and leave every 3 weeks. 

I love soccer it is so much fun I am getting pretty good playing with the Latinos. Side note: it is sad the temple is under construction so I can not go but we may go to Montevideo. Also I don't know if I said this already in my last letter but the missionary's that were here before us I thought were in their 20's. They acted so much older. 

Love Elder Wray

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