Everyone Gets Sick

The view outside my dorm on Day of the Dead

An eventful Week 5! So much happens every week and I can barely remember it all, so I've begun to write a rough draft of my blog posts a few days prior. I hope it helps. This week began with a lot of rain on Halloween, which was about the extent of our celebrating. We didn't do anything for Halloween or Day of the Dead, but the people outside the walls were partying hard for about three days straight. We could hear the music coming from outside the wall, so we made a gathering and had a mini dance party.

On Day of the Dead, I woke up with a sore throat, which turned into a fever and a pounding headache. People told me I looked delirious. I went to the doctors the next day and they told me I had a sinus infection which spread to my throat. I got some Mexican antibiotics and I feel a lot better. Most everyone is my district has been sick at some point, especially this past week. Some days we have had a third of the district at the doctors. Two people went to the hospital for chronic injuries, but they survived.

Last Sunday I was released as a District Leader and my companion and I were made Zone Leaders. We are now serve all of Zone 13 and are directly over the District Leaders of four Zones. I prefer being a Zone leader honestly,  District Leaders are in charge of more of the daily affairs, whereas we handle bigger things on a weekly scale. We assign priesthood lessons, run sacrament and Zone meetings and provide moral support from our shining examples. We had two new districts come in on Tuesday, and we had the opportunity to introduce ourselves and answer their questions.

My flatmate bought a Uke. I like the Uke. 

The devotional this Tuesday was a broadcast featuring Elder Russel M. Nelson, President of the Quorum of the Twelve Apostles. He spoke about when they were trying to figure out the logistics of lowering the age requirements for missionaries. They knew the amount would increase, but they didn't know how much and couldn't even calculate a number. They weren't sure how they would afford it. When the plan was presented, it was approved despite the unknowns in order to give more youth the opportunity to serve, and apparently the finances worked out. 

Spanish is awesome. We have learned eight different tenses so far. I've been able to keep up with the rapid pace of learning, and I feel lucky to remember most of what is being taught. I was flipping through my Spanish scriptures in Matthew and I realized I could understand it. I may not know what every word means but I understood it all, and I read the Sermon on the Mount in Spanish. It felt like I had finally accomplished something in terms of language. 

Until next P-Day. Love you all,

Elder Gray