Hey, there's something wrong with your DearElder letters! The only people i got dear elder letters from is Megan and sister miller. The rest of you are doing it wrong. i don't know what you are doing wrong but fix it. So if you don't figure that out i am coming back to teach mom and dad how to use a computer! Peter should help you if possible. not Sam, he is almost as bad with computers as dad.
I am doing great here, we are teaching two people starting tomorrow. We have to teach them in Spanish. It's kind of ridiculous how much we are supposed to learn here. But after the first week every thing started to speed up. We are taught almost six hours a day from two different teachers who try to only teach in Spanish. Sundays are really weird cause they give us all this free time but we don't want to study more and we have to wear a suit every were.
i wrote an actual letter yesterday but i cant send it until later today so you will get this first. There is a list of stuff i want you to send, read the letter first then send the package but I need : a strap for my laundry bag (see illustration on letter), one more shirt if room in package, my alarm clock i left (i bought an analog one and i am about to smash it against the wall), more pictures of stuff like skiing and back packing, talk to Pete he will know what ones i want and one of those family pics we had taken.
i never realized i would ever have been proud of being from Idaho, i wear that potato tie pin all the time. i even went to the store to use a needle point sharpie so that i could black out the letters on it. if you can send me a few more that would be awesome. people ask me if i worked with potatoes and then i just go off about my job. one time i talked for and hour and a half about what i did for the job. all the people i am with are from around Utah or big cities. i hate not being in Idaho, i hate the water here. but the mountains are nice. still no pine trees. that's kinda weird. mom you would love the colors here right now. i'm having the same problem I have every fall, the smell of dead leaves makes my throat tighten up. i hate to say it but i am have dreams about walking through potato fields and i actually like it. usually i dread those dreams but now they are some how relaxing. i might have to become like Adam Steinmetz and just rouge for fun. we will just have to see...
being on the west campus is really weird. i have to walk outside quite a bit. they are working on gyms, they were supposed to be done the week i got here but now i keep hearing that they may not even be done before i leave. i have only seen four people i know.
i hope it snows before i leave. we have a Samoan in my apartment and he has never seen snow. he gave me a skirt thing, its the most comfortable thing ever. there are four other people going to Mexico City East from my district so i will see these same people the whole time i am there. my mission is like the third smallest or something like that, it's only 48 square miles or some way low number. i am going to have to learn to like cities i guess.
Well have a great week cause i am going to only write you another letter after you figure out dear elder.
Bye mi familia.
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