Adventures of the Holladay family…
I’m not very good at writing things in order, because I don’t really remember things in order–but I have to tell you about our dance class experience.
One of the girls, McKenna, is studying dance for her project. The translators helped her to meet this renowned dance teacher who wants to teach McKenna… so she was going to go try it out, and I guess the first time she saw her she said she was really “intense” so she asked if me and Alexis wanted to come along.
I feel like I’m getting a really slow start on my research, but it was pretty much, “See this, see this, see this,” while my professor was still here. And right when he left they have Sankranti, or Harvest Festival, so the translators took most of three days off for that. So I haven’t done much more than get settled in, buy some books, get my laptop working, and got some clothes for the stay. (Still haven’t gotten my saris done yet. It’s quite the process–you have to buy the sari fabric, then go and get a “petticoat” or “liner” (flat sheet skirt to go under), fabric to make a blouse and fabric to line your blouse. Then you have to go to the tailor and get measured so he can make the blouse for you… Yeah. I haven’t gotten mine done yet… I got two since I figured I’ll only wear them on Sundays, but the other girls wore them yesterday and people were SO pleased to see them wearing saris because, “You are wearing our traditional dress! You are dressing like a Hindu person!” Continue reading “Cows and Caste”
Well another week come and gone. It was another lengthy one to say the least.
Every week things just seem to be blurrier and blurrier.
President Ware came to do interviews, I guess we can start there. He came and started out with “you have all felt my love at one time or another…” anyways it wasn’t very pretty. He sort of just destroyed us all with his words. Then each interview took AT LEAST 15 minutes. My companion and I had to do our interviews at the end, so we were there ALL DAY. Honestly I don’t think we left until six. Then when it came time for our interviews hna Larson got pulled in and then he said, “you know what Hermana Holladay, Elder Lee, Elder Cantrell come in here too.” So we went in and had a meeting that lasted about an hr in place of having an actual interview with him. Dang! I wanted an interview.
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Well, it’s been an interesting almost week since I’ve gotten here. I’m not really sure where to start. I guess the Mad Hatter would say: “Start from the beginning and when you get to the end—stop.”
My first day we went and visited the Krishna temple across the street. The next day we went shopping and tried to set up our internet and stuff… which… we got it working for everyone but me… which really makes me worry there is something wrong with my computer… I didn’t know we need an adapter as well—so hopefully I can get that today. Americans are weird about their cords I guess. I guess no one else uses enough electricity that they have to have an extra safety prong on their plugs. Continue reading “First Week in India”
Well it’s another one of those weeks where I have nothing much to say. We were teaching our branch president’s daughter the Restoration (you do what priesthood asks) and when we asked her how it made her feel that Joseph Smith saw God and Jesus, she said, “I feel happy, and it makes me feel confident. I feel beautiful inside.” I thought it was one of the best ways to describe feeling the spirit. I’m serious if my investigators were half as spiritual as that eight year old girl, we would be having a lot more baptisms. Haha
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Usually I find the things that I am worried about aren’t a problem–and the things I’m NOT worried about end up being the problem instead.
Pre-worry: eating with only my right hand. I thought, geez, there is no way, because I CANNOT use a fork and eat rice with one hand. I have to use my left hand to scoop.
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