I have survived my first week at the MTC and am loving it! Ever since I got here, I have felt a peace and excitement in my heart. I have honestly never been this happy for this long in my life. I know that God is there and is helping through this.
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So first day here, I literally put my bags in my room and went to my first class. My first teacher is Sister Sheffield. AND SHE ONLY SPOKE INDONESIAN TO ME!!!! I had no clue what was going on and I was so overwhelmed! All the language teachers aren't allowed to speak English so that the missionaries can get used to hearing the language. I haven't heard any of my teacher speak English unless students learning other languages ask them questions. My first day I learned how to introduce myself to someone and ask them questions. After my class, I met my wonderful companions, who I talked about in my previous post, and they are absolutely AMAZING. I love them. Nothing much happened on the first day except a few introduction meetings and such.
I love my language classes! They are really fun, even though I don't know how to say much and don't understand what my teacher is saying. "Teacher" in Indonesian is "Guru". I like talking about my gurus because I feel like I'm a ninja in training, or something. I have already learned how to pray, bear my testimony, and have memorized "Our Purpose" in Indonesian. For only a week to knowing Indonesian, I'm feeling pretty good. I just love the feeling of learning something like this. It makes me really excited to get there!
So starting the third day, we practicing teaching investigators. They're really just RM's who speak Indonesian, for the most part. But we're supposed to treat them as if they were actual people wanting to learn about the Church. The worst part is that we have to do it in our language. On the third day, I didn't even know Indonesian, but I did it anyway. We teach our investigators every day except P Day and Sunday, so we have to learn a lot of vocabulary every single day so that we don't have to use any dictionaries or note cards. I actually really like doing it. My investigator is Gina and she is an actual Indonesian native. I have to teach her all by myself without a companion, which was really scary at first but now I really like teaching her, she is so sweet and smells really good!
One of my favorite parts of the day is gym. Why? Because we can MOVE. I didn't trust RM's when they said they were in classrooms all day, but you are in the classroom ALL. DAY. LONG. We have a 4 hour block in the morning, when I usually have my language class, lunch, another 4 hour block of class time, gym, dinner, 4 hours of class time, and then we go to sleep. THAT IS MY LIFE RIGHT NOW! So we only have teachers with us only one or two of those blocks, and we only learn the language. the rest of the time is up to us, we can study the language or study the scriptures or chat with the other missionaries, it just depends on how you're feeling and how diligent you are in your studies.
Nobody really tells us how to teach people the gospel, except that we should listen to what our investigators are saying and apply what we know about the gospel to their situation, and that's pretty much it.
Oh, my FAVORITE thing to do at the MTC is going to choir practice. We have it twice a week and we sing a song at the weekly devotional, where a general authority is there to give a speech for all the missionaries.
Well, my hour is almost up, so I've got to go... so much to say, so little time...