As you can tell this week Pday is on Tuesday because of transfers tomorrow. We are just cleaning the apartment. A lot more chill then last week running around wheezing in a sad attempt at ball hockey.
After about 4 hours of hockey last week I got tired of getting schooled by two Canadians so we packed up and returned everything and went home. That night we had an FHE with a family from the ward. We were eating some meat they were calling chivo. It was ok. I looked over and bishop was going at this meat, digging his fingers into it and banging it against his palm. As a joke I said “What are you looking for bishop?” And he responds, “the brain.” It wasn’t until then that I realized that this piece of meat he was fighting had teeth and a spot for the eyes and mouth. Shortly there after, a little goopy thing falls out of one of the eyes (the brain) and bishop makes it into a little taco. Billy goat. “Chivo” means billy goat.
First thing Tuesday morning we drove up to the mission office to get Elder Lewis’ new junky flip phone because he broke his slide phone and they don’t make any more of those. At this point we had come to grips with the fact that he was getting the worst phone of all time, but the new problem was that all his 800 contacts from over the years were still on the old phone.
So, one of the office missionaries hands us this paper that tells you how to transfer over all the device contacts from one phone to another through bluetooth. The only problem is that it’s a little hard to turn on the bluetooth and confirm the code and select the contacts when you can’t see the screen because in is completely shattered. So that wasn’t going anywhere. We went to AT&T and the man told us that it was impossible, IMPOSSIBLE, to transfer the contacts without seeing the screen. So, we went back to the mission office defeated. But I wasn’t ready to give up yet. We are three smart young adults and we aren’t going to let this beat us. So, I did the whole process on our phone (the completely working one) to see where all the buttons are. We remembered the steps and I clicked all the buttons on the black screen phone to save the contacts to the SIM card. We did it! Never before and never again will there be some much dancing in the Arizona Phoenix mission office. So, we pop it in the new flip phone feeling successful. And prepare to head back into the world. On the way out Sister Parker hands us a box of 10 broken slide phones and asked us to take them to AT&T to properly dispose of. After not seeing any obviously fatal characteristics Elder Lewis said it won’t hurt anyone if we just decide to keep them all.
So, we get home and we are all three sitting there and testing everything on these phones seeing if they work. Meanwhile we look over and Elder Chandler has just completely unscrewed and taken apart all of the phones. Before we know it, he rips apart Elder Lewis’ old phone and simply switches the screens with some other one. So, voila! The phone lives. It also turns out we never even got all the contacts onto the flip phone because the SIM card can only hold 250 out of 800 of their contacts. So not only was us doing that now obsolete, but also never really worked.
We realized that one of the phones had a broken front speaker and it needed to be soldered. So we borrowed a soldering iron from Hermano Maldonado and Elder Chandler fixed another 2 phones. He has now fixed 7 of the 10 ‘broken’ phones (one of which we assume was actually new out of the box and put in the wrong pile) and hopes to fix one more tomorrow before we return them to the office. I don’t know why we didn’t think to try to fix them earlier. It makes me wonder how many salvageable phones have been thrown away. It has never really mattered, I’m sure the church bought them for like a dollar each, but now that they can’t be replaced they are going up in value. So now the only question is, return them? or sell them on the black market to other missionaries?
I got some chilatapín in my eye the other day, that wasn’t fun.
This past week I boasted the best district meeting refreshments of all time, Papusas. I have spoken of the magical papusa in the past. Fried el Salvadorian goodness.
I forgot a part, Saturday night we stopped by at the church but our electronic key wasn’t working and we were really confused. Luckily Maryville’s ward mission leader was there filling the font. Apparently, the electricity was all out and the mechanical room smelled like burning plastic. First, we called the English wards bishop (we found his number on a sacrament program) to tell him that they probably want to get this fixed before Elder Anderson was to come to their Stake Conference the next morning. So next we called the APs to let them know what was going on with their baptism and they told us they were running late from the temple trip and asked us to run the baptism. So, the convert shows up and I have to get him dressed while explaining to everyone why it is pitch black and smells like burning plastic. Eventually they all show up and we had a baptism in the dark with two flashlights and I spiritual burning smell through the halls. Near the end a very annoyed electrician showed up and said that if he works at it all night he might be able to get it on by morning. So that’s a baptism I’ll never forget.
On Saturday, we had a mission conference with Elder Anderson of the quorum of the 12 apostles. It was interesting to see him be so normal. He may have priesthood keys but he still doesn’t know how to use PowerPoint and occasionally forgets where scriptures are. He challenged us to memorize ten scriptures from both the new testament and the Book of Mormon that we REALLY believe. He taught that the New Testament tells us about the life of Jesus Christ and the Book of Mormon teaches us about the power of Jesus Christ. It really opened me up to how much of a blessing it is to have this scripture, and how much of a blessing it can be to those I teach.
My last companion, Elder Clough, drove down from Utah for a few days. We got caught up and played some basketball today.
Yesterday we received transfer news. I will be going to La Joya. It’s not too far of a move, actually just across the hall. I will be with Elder Lewis, my roommate of 3 months. So I am super excited. I am really sad to leave Encanto but I will still get to visit occasionally. I still live in Encanto’s ward boundaries so it’s not far.
Sorry for the epistle, I had a lot of pride of that phone story. Have a great week and I will let you know how the first days in La Joya are!