We had 17 appointments scheduled this week to teach non members. All seventeen in a row fell. Either they weren't home, or they called a few minutes before to cancel. Sometimes people are just flaky, we call these people zucaritas, because that is the name for Frosted Flakes in Mexico. One of these fallen citas was my fault. I got lost, and I was on interchanges with a brand new missionary who just got here to puebla on Monday, he was from Arizona, and spake almost zero Spanish. Anyways, I don't know the part of our area we were going to very well, and I couldn't find the house we were supposed to go visit for almost half an hour. We finally found them, begged their forgiveness, and put another appointment for the following week. My bad. But Now that the new missionaries are here, I'm no longer the youngest in the mission!
On Wednesday we went to changes meeting, I didn't really enjoy it, It's like a 200 missionaries in one room, they all receive their new area assignments and everyone is cheering and crying, and some are really scared and worried, It reminds of high school, its an emotional trainwreck of young adults.
We found this really good little taqueria near our house that makes burritos, they are soooo good. We officially started burrito Wednesdays and have gone back twice now. The cook is from northern mexico, where they actually eat burritos, nobody in puebla has ever even heard of burritos except the norteamericanos and this guy. We get along with him really well.
I learned a cool new slang word, the word for fraternal twins, is cuates, and so anytime you talk about someone who is "your brother" or a really good friend, you say they are your cuate, or your twin that doesn't look like you. I have a lot of cuates here on the mission already.
Wednesday we ate with a member family, they made Puerto Rican food, because on of the sons served his mission there. Fried bananas, rice, and meat, pretty good.
Story of the week starts Friday night when I prayed especially hard to find somebody that would actually listen to us and let us teach them about the Gospel of Jesus Christ. Suddenly I had a feeling like, I'm going to find someone really special tomorrow. Its a prayer I have said a hundred times, but this time, I really felt I would receive an answer the next day.
Sure enough Saturday was just like every other day. All of our appointments fell, we had nobody to teach, and no idea where to go. We sat down on the sidewalk and prayed as a companionship once again. Once again our day was still just walking the streets looking for somebody to teach. Finally after literally 3 or 4 hours of walking, we headed to our last appointment of the day, so far, they hadn't cancelled. On the way, we said Buenas Noches to a Latino man on the sidewalk as we walked by, He answered with Buenas Noches, Como Estan? nothing out of the ordinary. Bien gracias, we said and kept walking. For those who don't speak Spanish
us: Hello, good day
him: good day to you too, how is it going?
us: good thanks
Suddenly in a very southeaster U.S. accent he said
Where Y'all from?
We stopped dead and went straight over to talk to him. He is from puebla, but raised in Atlanta Georgia. It was so nice to talk to another american. We will be teaching him for the first time tonight. But honestly he seems so accepting and willing to accept the gospel of Jesus Christ. I am almost certain it will go really well with him.
THE LORD ANSWERS OUR PRAYERS!
Love you all
Elder Wilson
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