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Syster May's letter from November 4, 2015:
Wow I can't believe that it's already been a week! I absolutely love it here at the MTC. Everyday is so so fun. Learning Swedish is so fun. So, last Wednesday when I got dropped off my host (who barely spoke English so that was sort of a struggle) took me to my classroom. There were already a few missionaries in there so I just started sitting down in a desk and then realized someone was trying to speak Swedish at me. Are you kidding. I did not understand anything. Basically the first day consisted of all of us just nodding our heads and smiling because we had no idea what was happening since our teacher only speaks in Swedish to us. There are 4 sisters going to Sweden and 11 elders so we're split into 2 districts and have two separate teachers. I adore all of them. We have so much fun together. Wednesday night all of the new missionaries were at an orientation meeting and we sung "We are as the army of Helaman" and it was probably the coolest thing that's ever happened.
It's actually really hard to think of how to organize this email. I feel like I'm just spouting information randomly. Thursday we had class all day and then met our Branch Presidency that night. They are the best. Their wives are so nice and are always giving us hugs. Oh! and Thursday we said our first prayer in Swedish!
Then Friday we taught our investigator in Swedish for the first time. There were a lot of awkward pauses when me and Syster Davis (that's my companion) just actually had no idea what she had said and had no clue what to say. But hey, we actually taught a lesson in Swedish so it was great! Pretty much the only thing we really know how to say is "good." So whatever our investigator says we're always are like "ohh, bra. bra." And nod our heads. Effective right? No.
We've taught her every day since then and we keep in improving! One time she told us she drinks coffee and we had nothing to say because our classic "good" response was clearly not going to be appropriate so we just stared at her.
The second time Syster Davis and I taught Molli we were teaching her how to pray and when we told her to fold her arms she acted so confused. So we repeated the word arms and she was like What!? In Sweden that means *and then did a bunch of gun actions and noises. So yeah. We told her to fold her guns. We really know how to bring the spirit.
Saturday we probably did some fun stuff that I can't remember and sat in class all day. Sunday we had church. Our branch just has all of us Swedish missionaries, two elders going to Iceland, a sister and 2 elders going to Norway, a sister going to Denmark, and 2 elders going to Holland/Netherlands. One of those elders went to school with Lauren and Porter..Elder Dearden. During sacrament meeting we all bore our testimonies because hello there are only 21 of us. I actually like it being so small. It's just us 6 sisters in relief society so we just can talk about whatever the topic is. Sunday night we got to watch a "movie." Actually just a film of Elder Bednar speaking to the MTC a few years ago called The Character of Christ. SO GOOD. Afterwards we were all like "that's the best movie we've ever seen!"
Every morning Syster Davis and I play volleyball for our gym time which to be honest is such a struggle. We don't keep score which is good because otherwise I would get mad when people just stand there and don't even try to do anything. Also it's just hilarious because Elders and sisters are just scared to touch each other so sometimes the ball drops because they don't want to collide.
So, Sweden, in Swedish, is Sverige. It sounds like Suh-vare-Ee-uh. BUT the first couple days nobody knew how to say it so we all would say s-vergie. That quickly morphed into Svergilicous (ya know, fergalicious). Then yesterday that turned into a one hit, one line wonder composed by Syster Hall and Syster May. "Svergilicious, systerlicious, make them Swedes go döpas."
Which of course, we think is the FUNNIEST thing. Döpas means baptism. So like, A) we don't know how to conjugate yet (who says make them Swedes go baptism) and B) we're hilarious.
I am loving it here. I miss you all. Mom, send more pictures. I loved that. Also yeah, I can read letters or dear elders any day of the week. I just can only read emails on Wednesdays. And Dad, yes, the dear elder actually works.
I love you all! I've never been so happy in my life. Even though it's hard its so exciting to see myself and the elders change everyday. Love love love.
Kärlek,
Syster May
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