So one of of two investigators is looking like he might be a drop.
I called him up and he said he had a customer, so I told him I'd call back later-
Called back later and--- I asked him if he could meet with us.
He said "What business do you have?"
"Uhhh... We want to meet with you?"
"Then I'm busy."
"What about this week?"
"I'm busy."
"Alight, we'll call you next week."
On Sunday coincidentally President Domon said "When a Japanese person tell's you that they're busy, 80 or more % of the time they aren't."
But on the flip side, we had some good news. Our chubby little 12 year old investigator... with him lesson did! ahhhhfmmn.
(I used to have this problem in reverse. I would often start a sentence in Japanese with the English order... Now as we can see.)
But ya, him with lesson did! He's a 12 year old kid, so we did a power-punch lesson. The goal is to make it as interesting, spiritual, and QUICK as possible. But the traveling Assistant had come that day to split with Koide Choro, so we had a Sannin doryogumi (Three person companionship).
So ya. Teaching lessons totally changes with three. I spoke at the first making it fast and intense
So we'll keep doing good stuff.
Uhh... For finding- we figured housing just ain't the way to go, because everyone has already been housed, so we've been going to the community center trying to build friendships with people and teach them.
I'm on the search for young people so some of the activities have been hit and miss.
I go to a table-tennis activity expecting to get pounded down by some high school kids, but instead it's like twenty grandmas.. The sad thing was, we were pretty even. But we got to talk with them about what we're doing here.
We checked out a guitar group (though we decided rather then just spend time there if we thing there's no hope, just to sneak in at the end of the 'class' if you want to call it that. We walked in guitar-less and the teacher looked at me.
"Play me some guitar" And he practically threw his classical guitar at me, and pointed at the sheet music.
I gulped.
"Well, guys... I uh, actually can't read guitar music. I just play chords."
The Sensei (which translates at both MASTER as well as teacher) came up to me and said "Give me your left hand."
So I did, and he stabbed my fingers with his finger nail.
"mmmm.... kekko yatteirundane" ... (that's hard to translate, but ya, pretty much I passed. )
He said he doesn't know chords, just sheet music, so he wants me to teach him.
Another good one that we had was the shogi group. (Shogi is Japanese chess, and it's both simple and crazy difficult. The pieces don't move as fast or far, but once you take an opponent's piece you can place it anywhere on the board that you want.... yerp.) So I got creamed. My mind just can't imagine them coming back and how to prevent them from killing me.
But surprisingly THERE WAS A YOUNG PERSON!!!!!
I found probably the only person under 30 (besides us) in all of Odate!!! (oh ya, and besides myuto kun) YAY!!!
He seems way cool. I came into the room watching the young kid and a shogi 'master' playing. There were a few people watching- they apparently thought that we couldn't speak Japanese and jumped when I laughed at one of the jokes that one of them said. I left the kid my number and an eikaiwa flyer.
Well, that... and uh.... Zone Conference?... Was that last week? Ya, on Thursday. Not that I'm getting trunky or anything, but it's just super weird to think that I have only one left.
It was way good. We got to watch the Meet the Mormons movie. It was pretty sweet, except for I think my brain and body had a melt down.
I haven't watch a full movie for... a long time... and it was excellent, but it never seemed to end, and gave me a headache. I loved it though. I would recommend it.
This last Sunday was way cool. Everyone gave sweet talks and lessons.
After church we had a fireside about family history.
Many people here are converts and still haven't done their family history or temple work. I'm the only missionary in our district that has ever done it before,
the branch family history consultant asked me to teach her how to do family history.
Yep. I love it here. The thought of returning makes some people want to give up on their mission for some reason, and as to why, I don't understand in the slightest. The thought of ending makes me want to push though all the more.
In every other thing, like running a race or getting to the end of your life, people push all the more. The final sprint with a push of energy, or some of the death bed repentance's;
I've got all the knowledge, all the Japanese, and more faith then I've ever had-
(Now when I say 'all' I mean the most I've had up the this point)
If you've got any questions just shoot them to me!
Love,
Elder Tyson Clark Wheelwright
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