You can call me Queen "B"

Syster May's letter from November 18, 2015:

Okay, I created a new technique for emailing this week so that I wouldn't have complete anxiety and panic when I got on the computer. Each day throughout the week I wrote down something that happened each day so I would remember things to say. Wow, good thinking Bron. I mean Syster May.

Before I start talking about the week let me just tell you about by new theory I developed on MTC food. They serve you nasty nasty stuff most days so that then on Sunday, or some random day of the week, when they serve not quite as nasty food, you think it is actually divine and perhaps even manna from heaven. You think the MTC is so great and nice for serving you good food when in reality if you were to eat it outside of the MTC you would be appalled. I guess I shouldn't bash on all the MTC food...they have some bomb milk and cereal here. Also the rolls are good. Also one time they had dirt cups with gummy worms in it and you've never seen me and Syster Davis so happy. 

Anyways, so Thursday. We did TRC for the first time! TRC is when you teach real life people. They're members, so it isn't the lessons. More like a long spiritual thought. We meet with 2 people, each for 20 minutes. But in Swedish! And sometimes we'll get to skype people in Sweden when we do it! But Thursday we had real people. In one room there were 2 old ladies and they were just darling. One spoke Norwegian (Swedes and Norwegians can understand each other for the most part) and the other lady was born in Sweden. Her Swedish was SO GOOD and SO BEAUTIFUL. It was all sing-songy and actually sounded nothing like whatever language we've been attempting to peak these past 3 weeks. #goalz

Friday, fun. We taught Molli. Ah, I love her. She's so nice and she's doing so good at trying to follow visdomsordet and not drink kaffe or smoke anymore. Then at night our other teacher had us teach a little in English...nej nej nej. That was the most difficult thing I've done here. We had like 5 minutes to teach the plan of salvation to him, as a class, in english. HARD. I've never been so grateful for the language barrier. Even though it's frustrating, it forces us to only say the most important parts of each topic/lesson because that's literally ALL we can say. 

Saturday. Class. Class. more class. typical. But hey we got a little change because Saturday night our teacher, sister bass, couldn't come so we had a sub! It was one of the Danish teachers. He just taught us in Danish which was legit because we could understand a lot of what he was saying!

I heart Sundays at the MTC. We had such good lessons. Me and Syster Davis went to choir (don't laugh Tay). Yes, I went to choir. Lol they forced me to be a soprano because I don't understand how singing music works. I guess forced is the wrong word. more like I just didn't know what was happening and sat on the soprano side. But like, can I sing high? no. Can I sing even kind of high? no. Should I be a soprano? no. Can I even sing medium or low? no. moral of the story: should I ever sing in choir? absolutely not. 

The devotional Sunday night was so good! The missionary media director of the church spoke to us and told us about the 2015 Christmas initiative! You know how last Christmas was #heisthegift and Easter was #becausehelives. Well, hey, sneak peek...this years Christmas is #ASaviorisBorn. He showed us the video and it's SO GOOD! It's all these kids in Jerusalem, LA and New York telling the Christmas story/about Christ. They call it "the hero video." He told us about all the chruch's Christmas campaign stuff. He showed us all the ad space they bought this year in Times Square and then he was like, "we planned this really good because we know exactly where Ryan Seacrest will stand during (some broadcast Christmas thing I forget the name of) and every time the camera is on Ryan Seacrest, all our ads will be on TV too." Legit. And he said on Instagram they're doing the "25 gifs of Christmas." I thought it was clever cuz like gifs...gifts. Who knew the older generation could be so technological. Anyways, the Christmas video comes out November 29th so when it does, go watch it!

Monday we set a baptismal date with Molli! Way chill. Also we did the actually most adorable, cutest thing. Our teacher was meeting with an elder so we were all in the classroom and saw his scriptures open to D&C 4:4 and he had marked it like a Swedish flag. So of course we all thought that was just the neatest thing so we all started marking ours that way and then the other Swedish teacher walked by and told us that all missionaries in Sweden have that scripture marked that way. And that him and Broder Cheney had seen their MTC teachers scriptures at the MTC marked that way so their districts had copied them (they were in the same MTC group). And I just think that is a darling tradition. That all the missionaries see their teachers have it marked and then do it. Plus the Swedish flag is just cute. We all ooo'd and awww'd for a solid 20 minutes as we marked. Even the elders. 

Dalton, I have a new saying for you to start using. Äldste Bentson always says, "___ as crud" Fill in the blank with whatever word you want. One of his favorites is "that's chill as crud." make it a thing. 

Me and Syster Davis finally got our Sweden shirts. Or as we like to call them, our volleyball team jerseys. We look chill as crud when we all wear them to gym. Pic coming soon. 

Also I have come upon a new talent here at the MTC. Or maybe just rediscovered it. FOUR SQUARE. I am bomb. It's so fun. All the elders are like the queen has come back when I decide to play and grace them with my abilities. Their reaction is a bit extreme but hey, I'll take it. 

I love it here. I can't believe that we're half way done here! Less than 3 weeks until SWEDEN!!!! We're all losing our minds we're so excited. 

I love you all! Thanks for the letters from the College family this week. They made my day. I love you guys! 

Oh also I met a few elders going to Logan on their missions this week! I told them to hold down the fort while I'm gone. 

​Kärlek,

Syster May

Our humor now.  This is actually how you say island in Swedish.
It sounds like "uhr," like you punched yourself in the stomach.

First snow of our mission and certainly not our last!

The cutest

Me and Karl--Sister Johnson (our neighbor from two houses down at home, my next door neighbor in the MTC)