Bonjour Ma Famille!
Sorry this one is going to be short, the computers went down and a lot of people lost half their time for some awful reason. Thanks for the candy and everything, it is much appreciated. This week has gone by really fast, yet every day seems like an eternity. Very much like a twilight zone episode. I'll be glad to get out of here, that's for sure.
The French is coming along well - we begin teaching the lessons in French week after next. So ready or not! My companion and I finally realized that we're not made for each other, but after these points of friction we have risen above it. The food is getting old really fast, but that was to be expected. This place gets smaller and smaller every day. I have started reading the Book of Mormon in French, and it's very difficult. Took me the better part of an hour to read the first chapter of first Nephi, but I got through it. It's the fastest way to the gift of tongues, I've been told. So I'm going to plow through it. I'm glad to hear that Kyra is spending a lot of time over at the house, sounds like she might just stick around. Yes.
Sleep is beginning to allude me again - just can't seem to turn my brain off at night, but I'm sure I'll get used to it. I believe you misunderstood me about the flute. I already know how to play it, I've been checking one out here and I've got a couple hymns down already. But it's alright; I don't necessarily need you to send me one. I'll keep using this one somehow. I didn't know there was a d-center in the temple, I'll be sure to hit that up.
There are two Taiwanese elders here, Elder Chuang and Elder Chung. Elder Chuang speaks 5 different languages, studying them in college, and is 25 years old. Elder Chung graduated from school with a bachelors in nutrition before he got out here, but only took a couple years of high school English. They are both trying to learn French, through English. Elder Chung couldn't handle it; he had to go home, which is completely understandable. That's like trying to learn Russian through Mandarin. Awful. He's a braver soul than I.
I've evolved from cranes to swapping nametags. On Sunday I was able to swap nametags of two elders without them even noticing! Pretty impressive stuff.
The work in France is exploding right now, baptisms are up 40%! Hopefully Montreal will catch up soon. Elder Bagnall, he's in my room with me, told me that he's probably going up north with me. He read a part of his patriarchal blessing that said he would "Preach on the very fringes of humanity" ALDBKJADLKFHANDLFKHNDLFKGNSLDKFAMLSRJLSKAGJ crazy insane stuff! So we're pumped. It's getting kind of chilly, walking from the shower to our room nowadays, which only makes me grimace when I think of Montreal. We had a missionary here that is from Montreal, show us the Quebecois accent. It is amazing. Couldn't understand a thing he said though. But since it's so close to America, they substitute a lot of English verbs, and say stuff like "Stop-ey! or Bust-ey!" Hopefully it won't be too bad. He says the people are not religious at all though. Soon to change. Hopefullly.
Devotionals have been good. Teaching is a breeze with elder Mendoza.
One minute left, gotta go.
Je t'aime.
Elder Holm
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