Hey Family (& Friends),
Ummmm... how's everyone? I need to discover a way to send photos to everyone. Anyway, I forgot to mention Justo and Daisy. They are another family that we're teaching.
Only a few days ago, we met Erich (yes, that's how his name is spelled).
Hmmm...I forgot to describe the peculiar condition of our house: My house is the smallestm most ghetto house on Long Island. There are 8 missionaries serving the Brentwood and other coastline towns area. Four of the 8 missionaries consist of sister missionaries. Two of them are Spanish speaking (companionship), the other companionship is the two English-speaking sisters.
Of the four of us Elders, two of us are Spanish speaking (my companion and I) and two others are English speaking.
One Elder and One sister are Russian speaking (Sister Mamon is actually from Russia).
If you traveled to Queens, especially this area called Flushing) or Brooklyn, you would see more diversity and greater numbers of missionaries.
In our conference in Queens, on my second day, we met missionaries speaking Chinese, Korean, ASL, English, Spanish and Cantonese.
The four of us Brentwood elders live in the same house. It's more or less a shack. It's rooms are utterly small. The living room also has our bunk beds (all together), a couch and a table. There are two study rooms on the second floor.
The study room of our other companionship stands directly above the bunk beds of the living room. The ceiling is cracked down through the very center of the living room. The landlord assures us that it shouldn't collapse (we hope that he 's correct for our sakes). If it collapses, our beds will be directly under it.
The kitchen has a stove, refrigerator, sink and tiny under-the stairs pantry.
The bathroom door doesn't lock...and barely even closes. The water heater stands rather close to the toilet.
It's wonderful, however. There are gigantic trees near the house with squirrels in it. I took photos. I know that two squirrels inhabit the tree near our front door. Sometimes, they'll climb on to the shingles of our house during study time.
It's often really frightening to speak to people, however, it depends. My trainer is accustomed to accosting people and talking to them.
I finally had the enjoyment of eating New York pizza! The ocean isn't very far. I saw the boats docked in Babylon.
We drive our own car, as a companionship. That's nice because we can establish our own route and aren't dependant upon buses or subway (in Brooklyn, Queens and Staten Island). We've been lost a lot, however, my trainer's only been in Brentwood and Bayshore for six weeks. He only has eight months remaining before the end of his mission.
Anyway, thanks for the support!
Love, Elder Roberts
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