Monday, January 23, 2012

Well this week was interesting,Tuesday we went to lunch that was at the top of what I think had to be the biggest hill on the Island, if not the greater south American Contintent. In Brasil the poor people generally live on the hills. They have what are called favelas here and that means just houses on top of houses on top of houses on the hill. We were walking up this hill (not a favela we really don~t go into those areas) and a motor cycle came screaming up the hill behind us. Because we were in 4 half of us went to one side of the street and half of us to the other side. The crazy brazilian on the motorcycle basically hit my companion (who was on the other side of the street) and then told him that because he moved out of the way he didn~t have any faith. (funny how logic and faith seem to have an inability co-exist)He then screamed up the hill. As we were climbing and thinking about this we arrived at his driveway where he was waiting for us.... He pointed a finger at my companion and started lecturing him about how he was weak and how he could smell the fear in him. He then grabbed his hand, put his pointer finger in wrist of my companion (because he was a mason or so he said and wanted to show this symbol) and went chest to chest with him. My companion backed up and said nothing and this guy just went on a on and on. Finally he kissed my companion on the cheek and said Judas did that remember? and left. At this point we were all a little rattled and we continued walked (this hill was huge) (so was the guy by the way forgot to mention that part very tall and athletically built) and we heard the motor cycle again.... he came flying up the hill and he stopped said some gibberish and pulled out a beer. Popped the top and drank it while saying, cool and refreshing. If any of you have seen Bishop Gordon´s (sunny delight cool and refreshing video it was basically that) (ask Hamilton he Remembers).As we arrived at the house I asked my companion to bear his testimony to me to try and firm him up a little. He seemed strong but he left the table twice durring lunch to pray in the bathroom. He was pretty shaken up. It was a very interesting day. Later we talked a lot about it and he is better now but he was pretty bad. It was interesting that he was with me and Elder Robinson. Both of us played contact sports and are a little hot headed but neither of us went after this guy when he was persecuting our friend. I was thinking about that a lot and I think that it was probably better. We were in a dangerous area with a drunk crazy guy in highly recognizable outfits. Probably a good thing we just kind of suffered, by we I mean my companion. But I still felt a little weak by the whole thing because we didn~t do anything. But its ok I think we acted the right way. Who knows haha. It is time for me to leave Florianópolis! I will complete the second part of the two part training for new misionaries in São Fransisco do Sul (Joinville). My new companion is called Elder Grondel. He is the ex boyfriend of Chloe Snethen. Crazy how life works out huh? He is a wrestler (greco and free style state champ and 2a 3rd placer.) I am really excited. We should be able to drill or something. Or atleast work out in the morning. It should be fun. The scary part is that he only has 6 weeks here so he doesn~t speak really well.... haha So I will be doing a lot of talking. It will be really good for me to learn and just kind of be on my own. Should be fun! Pray for me:)So the girls want somethings about Brasil.....Lets see. (Pare) means stop in portuguese. It is also the word on the stop signs.When you read this word in a book or in on a piece of paper it means stop. But if you put this word on a big red sign it means slow down if you want or not if you don~t want to. Be careful crossing the street. Milk here comes in boxes that don~t have to be refrigerated. Until after you open them and then it is only good for 2 days. Learned that this week.... sad after 6 months here someone tells you that about the milk...You can find passion fruit growing on trees and the juice is super good when your companion makes it. It hit 95 degrees this week with about 60-70 percent humidity. I think I ruined a shirt because my sunscreen dripped on my colar and now its just yellow and done for. Not happy about that.....(oh and my new area is hotter....)I saw a bee like thing the size of my thumb and a little fatter.... kind of freaked me out a little.I think that is about it. Absolutely love it here. Super hot and hard to work but always great. Love you all hope all is well,Wright

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