The things I hear aaallll the time
Yes, I thought you would all enjoy this. This week will give you all a chance to hear what I hear all the time, at least once a week... and sometimes everyday. These are the phrases that I hear a lot-
First off, you have to imagine how the Brazilians say sister... it’s not like in English where the accent falls on the end or the r... no... It’s more like siiiister... or seester... sometimes people say "cicera...” ha-ha. It’s a nice try on their part.
"Sister... come mais." (Sister, eat more!) Yes, about 6 months ago there were 4 sisters here, and the irmas here still think they are cooking for 4 sisters. They cook a lot- good food, but they also think that we have to eat alll of it. It’s enough to make you sick. It doesn’t matter how much I eat, they always want you to eat more. But at lest I have gotten accustomed to it- I have a strategy... I don’t eat that much the first round, and then pretend I am done. And then when they insist, or at times just give me more food, pronto... it’s not that bad of a problem. Last week it didn’t quite work, a lady dished me up half a plate of rice.... alooot of rice. vichi... But luckily we walk a lot, and as they tell us- (voces não podem engordar- voces andam demais) You guys wont get fat, you walk all day. Ha-ha.
"Sister, você está vermelho." (You are red.) Yes, it has gotten really, really hot here in Rio Preto. They say that here is one of the hottest cities in the state of São Paulo- I would have to agree... I always have sunscreen with me everyday, and I am always passing it- opa- putting it on (that sentence is way brasilian) but it doesn’t matter, I always burn.
"Sister, você é grande!!" (Sister, you are tall!) I am really, really tall for Brazil. But luckily this ward has about 10 people taller than me! Wahoo! And there is an American who is married to a Brazilian that lives here, and they are both taller than me! It’s nice.
"Sister, você é italiana, ou alimana?" (Are you Italian or German?) These would be the two nationalities that everyone things that I am. And then when they find out that I am American they talk to me in English. (Things like hi, what is your name?) I usually have no idea what they are saying. Although two weeks ago, a well respected woman, about 70 years old told me in English- "let’s go but girl!" I tried not to laugh, and then she asked me what it meant... I explained that it didn’t really mean anything together.... but explained what each word meant. We all laughed really hard afterwards. A lot of Brazilians say things in English that are hilarious, that mean nothing...
"Sister, você não passou in casa essa semana!" (Sister, you didn’t pass by in casa this week) Yes, this is one of the hard parts of being a missionary- there just isn’t enough time. And the loving members want us to pass by and visit them- which we just can’t do. Michael will understand this... so every Sunday we hear a load of people complaining that we didn’t visit them. To which we apologize and say that we love them and just didn’t have time... and then we wait to hear the same thing next week, because we wont be visiting them this week as well...
So there are some of the things that I hear on a regular basis, just to give you an idea of what our missionary life is like, the other side of it.
Another week I will have to do a list of the excuses we get because people cant come to church or hear our message, Sister Santo and I made a list because it really is just ridiculous what some people say. And we get a kick out of it.
Sister Santo and I had a crazy past week- it was definitely an adventure, but way good. Cleide and her two children were confirmed yesterday, which was great to see, they are progressing nicely, and the two children even sat nicely half way through sacrament...which was fabulous.
One adventure we had this past week was that Luiza, (remember the lady that has panic syndrome?) passed out while we were with her. She is a recent convert of Sister Santo, and anyways that was interesting. She’s a very large woman, and there was us, trying to help her wake up, holding her up, and walking with her to help her lay on her bed... it was rather interesting, and sad because she has aloooot of health problems. She’s a skitsophraniac... ok I have no idea how to spell that... but I was glad that we were there to help her. They are a great family that are always helping us, so it was good to do something to help them, even if it was scary and crazy.
We are teaching some amazing families, which are progressing nicely. We will see how it goes this week- these two families have accepted baptism, it’s just a matter of pushing and helping them to progress now... one of the fathers smokes... and the other family is really, really hard to find in casa.
We were super happy because a menos ativo family that we have been working with this transfer is coming back to church!! They went on visits with us this past week, which was amaazing! And the father came to church yesterday, which was the first time in 6 years. So great.
On Thursday it was interesting because we visited a family that has aloooot of money. They live in a skyscraper, in the center of town, and have a style of living that is quite different from what I have seen in a loot of time... it was weird. But it was also way evident to me that they were not happy. I thought of how many people we teach are so poor, but soo happy. Money doesn’t mean anything, this family cried and cried as we taught them the first lesson- they wanted to go to church, but have family problems... so sad to see people who want the blessings of the gospel, need the blessings of the gospel- and ainda assim, they don’t act. Oh well, at least a seed is planted!!
So that’s a little bit of what my life has been like this past week. I am way happy; the time is flying by... ahh! We have transfers in a week, so we will see what happens this last week. crazy. Sister Santo has been here 7 months, but she only has one transfer left... so we will see what happens. I am hoping that I will stay, we have soo much work left to do here.
I love you all- Happy September, enjoy the fall leaves and the cool breeze, because I am turning into a lobster here! Ha-ha!
Beijos e um grande, grande, abraço!!Sister Melanie Felony Monroe
First off, you have to imagine how the Brazilians say sister... it’s not like in English where the accent falls on the end or the r... no... It’s more like siiiister... or seester... sometimes people say "cicera...” ha-ha. It’s a nice try on their part.
"Sister... come mais." (Sister, eat more!) Yes, about 6 months ago there were 4 sisters here, and the irmas here still think they are cooking for 4 sisters. They cook a lot- good food, but they also think that we have to eat alll of it. It’s enough to make you sick. It doesn’t matter how much I eat, they always want you to eat more. But at lest I have gotten accustomed to it- I have a strategy... I don’t eat that much the first round, and then pretend I am done. And then when they insist, or at times just give me more food, pronto... it’s not that bad of a problem. Last week it didn’t quite work, a lady dished me up half a plate of rice.... alooot of rice. vichi... But luckily we walk a lot, and as they tell us- (voces não podem engordar- voces andam demais) You guys wont get fat, you walk all day. Ha-ha.
"Sister, você está vermelho." (You are red.) Yes, it has gotten really, really hot here in Rio Preto. They say that here is one of the hottest cities in the state of São Paulo- I would have to agree... I always have sunscreen with me everyday, and I am always passing it- opa- putting it on (that sentence is way brasilian) but it doesn’t matter, I always burn.
"Sister, você é grande!!" (Sister, you are tall!) I am really, really tall for Brazil. But luckily this ward has about 10 people taller than me! Wahoo! And there is an American who is married to a Brazilian that lives here, and they are both taller than me! It’s nice.
"Sister, você é italiana, ou alimana?" (Are you Italian or German?) These would be the two nationalities that everyone things that I am. And then when they find out that I am American they talk to me in English. (Things like hi, what is your name?) I usually have no idea what they are saying. Although two weeks ago, a well respected woman, about 70 years old told me in English- "let’s go but girl!" I tried not to laugh, and then she asked me what it meant... I explained that it didn’t really mean anything together.... but explained what each word meant. We all laughed really hard afterwards. A lot of Brazilians say things in English that are hilarious, that mean nothing...
"Sister, você não passou in casa essa semana!" (Sister, you didn’t pass by in casa this week) Yes, this is one of the hard parts of being a missionary- there just isn’t enough time. And the loving members want us to pass by and visit them- which we just can’t do. Michael will understand this... so every Sunday we hear a load of people complaining that we didn’t visit them. To which we apologize and say that we love them and just didn’t have time... and then we wait to hear the same thing next week, because we wont be visiting them this week as well...
So there are some of the things that I hear on a regular basis, just to give you an idea of what our missionary life is like, the other side of it.
Another week I will have to do a list of the excuses we get because people cant come to church or hear our message, Sister Santo and I made a list because it really is just ridiculous what some people say. And we get a kick out of it.
Sister Santo and I had a crazy past week- it was definitely an adventure, but way good. Cleide and her two children were confirmed yesterday, which was great to see, they are progressing nicely, and the two children even sat nicely half way through sacrament...which was fabulous.
One adventure we had this past week was that Luiza, (remember the lady that has panic syndrome?) passed out while we were with her. She is a recent convert of Sister Santo, and anyways that was interesting. She’s a very large woman, and there was us, trying to help her wake up, holding her up, and walking with her to help her lay on her bed... it was rather interesting, and sad because she has aloooot of health problems. She’s a skitsophraniac... ok I have no idea how to spell that... but I was glad that we were there to help her. They are a great family that are always helping us, so it was good to do something to help them, even if it was scary and crazy.
We are teaching some amazing families, which are progressing nicely. We will see how it goes this week- these two families have accepted baptism, it’s just a matter of pushing and helping them to progress now... one of the fathers smokes... and the other family is really, really hard to find in casa.
We were super happy because a menos ativo family that we have been working with this transfer is coming back to church!! They went on visits with us this past week, which was amaazing! And the father came to church yesterday, which was the first time in 6 years. So great.
On Thursday it was interesting because we visited a family that has aloooot of money. They live in a skyscraper, in the center of town, and have a style of living that is quite different from what I have seen in a loot of time... it was weird. But it was also way evident to me that they were not happy. I thought of how many people we teach are so poor, but soo happy. Money doesn’t mean anything, this family cried and cried as we taught them the first lesson- they wanted to go to church, but have family problems... so sad to see people who want the blessings of the gospel, need the blessings of the gospel- and ainda assim, they don’t act. Oh well, at least a seed is planted!!
So that’s a little bit of what my life has been like this past week. I am way happy; the time is flying by... ahh! We have transfers in a week, so we will see what happens this last week. crazy. Sister Santo has been here 7 months, but she only has one transfer left... so we will see what happens. I am hoping that I will stay, we have soo much work left to do here.
I love you all- Happy September, enjoy the fall leaves and the cool breeze, because I am turning into a lobster here! Ha-ha!
Beijos e um grande, grande, abraço!!Sister Melanie Felony Monroe
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