This is my last week here!!! Crazy right? I think it is, and I don't know if I am ready for that or not! Hmm...so I forgot to tell everybody that this past week I got to go to the busiest intersection in Sao Paulo. It is called the MASP, there we contacted some people. We didn't get too many people to take a Book of Mormons, but that is okay, at least they had the opportunity. There is a cool little story that I wanted to tell you about it though. My comp and I went to a little side park where lots of benches were. We contacted one young man and he took the book with interest, (at least that is what we think, we don't speak portugues...). After giving the book we felt awkward to contact other people in that area so we left. As we left I had a strong impression to go contact a guy, but sadly fear took over and I didn't take that opportunity. About 10 minutes later we decided to go back to the little park place, the guy that I had the impression to talk to was still there, and he was reading a book. I told my comp to come with me to contact him. After we did the whole we are missionaries spill, he got a huge smile on his face. He lifted up the book that he was so intent upon reading. It was a pass-along Book of Mormon. Another group of elders contacted him. He was reading 3 Nephi 11, and he liked what he had read so far. We have no idea if the guy contacted other missionaries or not, but I hope so. Just goes to show that I should listen to the spirit...he's always right, and i'm wrong. When will I learn? Yeah, know how they say elders like to make the newbies say something that means something totally different? Yeah that has happened to me. Because we were supposed to sit with brazilians at meals, I made some friends with some of them. I asked them what coconut is, and they said coco, I repeated it back, and they started laughing their heads off. Then because they were laughing so loud other brazilians came and started laughing at me too. I couldn't figure out why. They would ask what my dessert tasted like, and I would say coco. (stress the last o). Anyways, my friend finally informed me that it was actually coco(with the accent on the first 0). Turns out they taught me that my dessert tasted like poopoo...I'm just glad that I learned now what it was and not later. So you all sang and did a musical number for Jake's thing right? How did it go? I ended up doing one too. I couldn't let you out do me, so I played my violin, and sang in a cinquet...(5 people group). Yeah, the singing didn't go very well, but I feel like the other song was good. There were three of us, and since I was the worst out of all the violinists I played the melody the whole time, while they went on and did some great variation. But it sounded amazing!! I have the music, so we might have to try it when I get home. I also played Tuesday for the devotional, yeah that one didn't go so well, I didn't have any time to practice. Today was my last time at the temple for the next 16 months. I can't wait to go again. I love you all! I hope you are all safe and sound. Don't be sad this next week! I know this gospel is true, and what Jake and I are doing is the thing we are supposed to be doing at this time! Love you, Sister Rounds
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