Dearest brother,
It's been a nice crazy week.
Really, just a week of work and a three-day weekend that we got to enjoy. I introduced The Lion, the Witch and the Wardrobe to my SDC class for them to read and answer questions to. We are on chapter five, but I'm very proud of myself for suggesting and starting things for them to read of my own. The only problem is they don't have a class set available. Mrs. Towne is in charge of the books that are class-set sized and we took a look at the room that has the class sets but there were none in there. So, she told me that she would ask the teachers if there were any available. Turns out, sixth grade are using the class sets for TLTWATW. Strange right, and they wouldn't offer any to me. I'm just happy Mrs. Towne was so helpful. I still have this next week and possibly until the fourth, but it is strange because the principals sent out a letter saying I would only be around this week left and that the normal teacher would be back after Thanksgiving break. If it is true, then that is good, but I was told I'd be in there til the fourth, so miscommunication. In some ways, I'm happy that I have another week of work left, but you know, I also like vacation, so like Mom, I'm ready for break time and some relaxation.
We still have three classes of the self-reliance program. Just three more weeks! I am so happy that I started it though and have continued to power through it to the end. It has for sure brought Sarah Rebecca and I much closer together, because everything is out in the open about money, and I don't have to be scared about finances. It has also taught me about debt and how to get insurance; stuff I hadn't really thought about before. Which is funny, because I have had insurance of health and perhaps car insurance that I'm going to have to get.
I still haven't sent out that painting you wanted me to send to Kylie. I will do it within the next few days...probably tomorrow when I get the stamps for the invitations.
Yep, wedding preparations are in full swing. We are planning on getting invitations sent out this week by Friday. We still have to gather the many addresses. We are planning on getting the addresses printed out, etc. Sarah, cutting board style did all of the invitations after we taped them to cardstock. They look good, I'm telling you. I'll have to send you one, even though I already sent you the JPEG.
So, for the three-day weekend, I elected to watch the Peru vs. New Zealand soccer game. We tied 0-0. Dad was certain we'd blow them out of the water, and we were doing well first half, but we were getting tired during the second half. There's one more game left some time next week. I think if we win, we go to the world cup. Dad's told me that if we tie again, we'll probably do penalties to decide the outcome.
After that game and Inka Cola and Anticuchos and grilled chicken, I went back home to watch the BYU vs UNLV game. We did so good, man. It definitely didn't disappoint, that's for sure.
When I say elected, Sarah and I could've gone to either a wedding or a Fall Formal, plus there was a missionary opportunity to pass out fliers in Victoria Gardens during the tree lighting ceremony. So there was a lot to choose from. We had originally wanted to go to the formal, but Sarah was so considerate because she knew I wanted to attend the games more. So we did that that night.
OH, I have to give a talk next sunday. Probably my last in the singles ward! The topic is something I gleaned from any of the talks given during priesthood session. If you have any insights, send them my way. Otherwise, I still have to read the talks to familiarize myself with them. The talk I remember the most is the one by President Eyring about being a bishop and having stewardship over so many and being trusted with such love.
We had a talent show this week. It's one of the events in the singles ward that I look forward to the most, I don't know why. We had an aerialist perform from sheets. Crazy.
Also, one of my students either hates me or really dislikes me. I can't decide which. His name is Damien. He attempts to frustrate me by bumping into me purposefully and moving the cart that has the computer and projector on it. He even says bad words to me, is defiant, and flipped me off during a lesson so no one could see it. IDK.
With that...thanks for dropping a line to me next week. It's refreshing to hear from you, even those weeks where you ask me to do stuff for you. Send me a line this week if you get a chance.
I love you so much and I'm thankful for you, my missionary brother.
KEEP up being great.
Love,
John
