I'm with Elder Kruger again!

Dear Fambly,

Man, our P-days have been busy-brizzy! I'm gonna have to whip out this email, sorry! I've been loving the recent emails by the way! Seems like you guys decided to take it up a notch like Chef Emeril and become way more interesting! I love the recent stories about the refugee family, cabin sleepover, and Elsie--sounds like a fun whirlwind. Sorry I'm not very diligent in responding!

I'm still caught in a crack for the moment, though I don't mind--it's a comfortable one, for first, I love the elders in my house. I'm with Elder Kruger again! I love this mammoth. Though he's been starting to wrestle me a lot, and it's not fair when genetics gave him natural-steroidy, 250-pound, hulking body while I've been given the body of skinny goddess. Elder Kruger and I are best friends on the mission for sure. And there's talk about rooming at BYU after the mish! 

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There's Elder Van Niekerk, a South African who looks like a shifty carsalesman, is proficient at making creepy, smug smiles and has a heart of gold. 

Then, we got Elder Beeson, who is an expressionless lil' guy, who is the dry humor champ. When we play chess he always says, "I know what you should do." And when he loses, he says, "I love messing around; it let's me control the game."

Elder Nortje, my African buddy from down south--I've lived with him for about 10 months of my mission. He's one of my better friends on the mission. He's arty too.

Elder McCormick, the man from Japan with butterfingers and great one-liners. Once, he was eating yogurt, and it began to slip from his hand. Not getting a solid hold, he bobbled it everywhere. His arms flopped around as the yogurt erupted all over his shirt and table. After the 10th bobble, the back of his hand smacked it to the right making it splatter all over Elder Beeson. He sighed, "I should eat yogurt by myself." I laughed so hard!

Mechanic Family:

I've concluded that I know less about how the Holy Ghost works since I've been on my mission. The first time we taught this family, my back really hurt, so I happily gave them the heavy, 2-pound Book of Mormon burdening me. I didn't think much of the family, which was the wrong guess because they surprised us by coming late to church to hit the last 2 hours. I love walking up to their house because the wife always gives a huge smile, claps and runs back inside to get their house ready. It's so nice to have people like Dino and Wifey (forgot her name just barely, whoops) that love to learn.

Malagasy Morsel of the Week - Vam & Tobil:

Slang for car!

Stories for Next Week

-Drunk Men Boboka

-Happy Birthday! Now Be Quiet.

Love you all!

Elder Soper