Buenas Tardes from Nicaragua!
This week went by so fast...it feels like I just emailed
yesterday. If this is how it goes for the next 16 months, I'll be home in 2.5
months...at least for me...haha. But this week was good. Some ups and downs,
but that's to be expected. But things are improving! I am understanding more
Spanish! Yay! Nicaraguans seriously talk so fast! Even when they think they're
slowing down for my sake! But the Bishop's family (las E) are still
easily the hardest to understand. But their 19 yr old daughter, P, is
pretty good at realizing when I'm lost and will give me a breakdown of what's
happening. One part of Nica culture I have yet to adjust to is that all the
women kiss each others cheeks when they greet each other. What can I say, I'm not
a very kissy person. And I have to bend down a lot to do so...haha oh well.
I'll probably come home and be really confused s to why people shake my hand
instead of kissing my cheeks. Haha
I didn't eat anything too crazy this week. Lots of
beans and rice. Gallo Pinto is seriously their favorite food...and it's just
beans and rice. But I like it too...just not more than pizza or chocolate. I'm
so gringo...haha. But I did have soup one day...a HUGE bowl that I was
obligated to eat. The interesting part was that the entire carcass was still in
the soup. and huge slices of veggies. That was fun/awkward to eat. But
yesterday we had torta de leche...so good! and hot chocolate, but it was even
more bitter than the Mexican hot chocolate we had at home. They call it cafe de
los Mormones...haha. But they have lots of amazing fruits...calala is my
favorite. And it's so cheap! Gotta love Nicaragua!
After I emailed yesterday, I learned how to be a little more
Nica...by hand washing my clothes...fun stuff. It wasn't as bad as I thought
it'd be. There's a large outdoor sink on our patio, so that helps. So Mom, you
know how you never really trusted me with knives because you just knew I'd cut
a finger off one day? Well Nicaragua has more trust in me. I learned how to cut
a mango with a huge knife that looked more like a butcher's knife. Hna E
handed me a mango and a knife and told me to start cutting...it was more like
peeling a potato. They all were laughing at the gringa. But then the next day,
Nicaragua trusted me even more! We went to a service activity on Saturday in
the cemetery.. where we did lots of yardwork. All the graves here are above
ground, so the work is much more difficult than just mowing the lawn. We raked
a ton, but also had to cut the grass. But lawn mowers don't exist.
Instead...machetes!!! I learned how to cut grass with a machete...I'm going to
be so useful when I get home! But it was awesome to do something slightly
familiar...aka yardwork...and wear pants. That's always a perk. Later that day,
we went to a cultural celebration in honor of the stake's 15 yr anniversary of
existence! The Managua Stake was the first stake in Nicaragua. Pretty crazy. It
was awesome though! Way cooler than Utah culture...not gonna lie.
This week, we did a LOT of contacting. One day, we spent a
few hours in another area "ataque el area" i think in english they
call it blitzing. I think we had more success in that area that we do in our
own. Bummer! But it's all the same if the person ends up joining the church!
I'm starting to get the hang of contacting. Calling 'Buenas'! through the door
is normal now...the talking in spanish after the initial "Hola, somos
misioneras de la iglesia de Jesucristo de los Santos de los Ultimos Dias, yo
soy hna MacKay y ella es mi companera, Hna R" part is more difficult.
When the people actually want to talk to us, they pull out plastic lawn chairs
and we talk about the Restored Gospel! One investigator pulled out these TINY
chairs that were meant for toddlers. That was a fun hour of my life. But pretty
funny! We've contacted a lot and have had a pretty good amount of appointments,
but they usually fall through. We show up at their house and they either ignore
us or aren't there. So that's discouraging, but we've had a few positive
people! We had one potential investigator go to part of church with us, so that
was exciting! His name is R and wants to do everything possible to set a
good example for his daughter...which easily would be to learn the gospel, so
we'll see where that goes! We also found a woman named M, who was almost
baptized 12 yrs ago, but then she moved and the missionaries never found her
until now! I'm excited to meet with her again!
Hermana R is awesome! I feel bad because I'm still not
super chatty, especially in espanol, so she keeps asking why I'm so quiet. One
day, we will have a constant flowing conversation with jokes and my actual
personality. I haven't had a real conversation in English for 2 weeks. Pretty
strange! But Hermana R is a great missionary, especially since she's
pulling the weight for two of us half the time. I really just want to pull out
my notebook and take notes during lessons. Haha. Sometimes I get a little
trunky (I know, that shouldn't even be possible since I'm so new) because she
only has almost 3 months left. But that's alright! She's a hardworker! She
always asks me if I want to do something (like contact someone, start a conversation,
etc) and I hate saying no, so I end up doing it. I think she's figured out that
I never say no to her...she says it's super pilas (cool) though because I'm
ready to learn! I'll take her word for it.
It takes 15 min to walk to my stake center, about the same
to walk to my ward building, and I have no idea how big my area/district/zone
is. I'll let you know when I understand where I'm walking every day. Here, they
don't have house addresses. It's just, 1 cuardo aajo, 2 oeste, the red house
with that one dog that just left the porch. Haha pretty difficult to get
around. It was so hard to cross streets a few days ago! There was a crazy
political rally a few blocks away from our house...the sandinista party! People
came to Managua from all over Nica. Literally at least 50 buses completely
crowded. People were sitting on the rooftops of the buses! The Sandinistas are
know to be slightly crazy and some are anti north american. We had to be really
careful about where we went because I kind of draw a lot of attention. I got
whistled at soooo many times by busloads of people. It would be flattering if
not...well actually I'm not sure if it'd ever be that flattering. Haha.
Well, I am still a complete gringa here, but I'm loving it!
When I get discouraged, I think of how lucky I am to be a representative of
Jesus Christ in Nicaragua! I get to help people learn about the Gospel of Jesus
Christ and how it can change their lives. I know that Joseph Smith really did
see Christ and Heavenly Father, and because of that, we have the fullness of
the Gospel. It's such a blessing in my life and I love having the opportunity
to bless others lives!
I love you all and I hope everything is going well!
Love,
Hermana MacKay
(Posted by her Mom)
