Wednesday, February 27, 2013

Recife post #1



I've decided to make a series of posts about my mission, specifically, about Recife. I think I do some about my gym too, but here's the intro for now!

Brigham Young once said that if a young man served a mission to see the world that he would come back sorely disappointed. He also once said that there were people living on the moon and sun. Bah! I refused to serve a mission with my eyes closed. I saw the world. Brigham Young only saw Great Britain and Canada, if he had served in my Recife he would have known better.

Experiencing another culture shoves your own up your nostrils. I learned what being an American meant, the good and bad. I questioned why I was a certain way, why I did certain things. I adopted Brazilian good and threw out American bad. I treasured American good and sorrowed at Brazillian bad. No leader of a country, no religious leader, no one, should be allowed to have influence in this world without having tried it. Without having another world purge themselves of their bad and fill them with it’s good. I believe God is God because he is of every culture. All that is good in Brazilians, Americans, and everyone was given to them by God. In some of the potions he made were added a lock of his hair, another, his toenail clippings, another, a tear. Here you go, take this talent, and share it with your neighbors. Learn from them in return. No one is given the whole ten talents.

Tuesday, February 19, 2013

Observations in the Library


Apples taste better unwashed.
College is the only place you can sleep in public without being a hobo.
Every time I see a woman with facial hair, I question the existence of God.
My mom freezes water bottles before going to soccer games, even in the winter, and we come back and they are still frozen.
People (especially women) hould high five more. High fives are perfect for people you don't know well enough to hug, but know too well to shake hands with.