February 1, 2010
Letter to all,
Soccer is next week, so maybe then. Anywho, I don't care being in the pink room. Just as long as I have a room. All to myself. Ahhhh, no companion constantly by my side snoring and talking in his sleep, just me constantly snoring and talking in MY sleep. Ha-ha.
Well, as for the food stuff. Whatever you have is fine. If you could get some corn tortillas, the little ones that are taco sized, I'm sure I can figure out something to put on them. Beans, cheese, black beans, meat, something.... I don't care though, anything will be fine.
Well, we woke up this morning at , because my companion was throwing up. He is still a little sick, but we figure emails are important. But it's all good. He's doing a lot better holding things down now than he was earlier.
This past week was a good one. We visited some cool people and whatnot, but then on Saturday is when all the fun stuff happened. It SNOWED!! Another 4 inches or so. Just enough to get the cars grounded on our way to taco bell. So we are eating at taco bell and we realize that the hill that you have to drive up to get to taco bell is starting to have a ton of cars slipping and sliding and spinning down and crashing into each other. So of course, we laughed for a while at the clumsy drivers and the thoughtlessness that must have been present in their heads.... then about 6 or 7 car accidents later we decided to go out and help direct traffic and push people up the hill and teach them how to drive in snow! GO FIGURE! Someone from Phoenix , Arizona
An impatient minivan driver decided to cut in front of everyone who was waiting and make its way up the hill. It, of course, began to slip and slide, so we went and talked to her and told her how to make it up the hill, and that we would help her. Well we worked her up that hill, impatient and boisterous as she was, for about 10 minutes, and right when she was about to get to the top, another girl stepped into the street, slipped and fell onto her tushkins. She fell pretty hard, so I ditched the van and decided to help her up. So I ran down the hill a little bit, and tried to help her up, but she slipped again and just couldn't stop laughing. She was trying to get down the hill to a vehicle that was waiting to pick her up! So I told her to gather herself together and I would help her down the hill. She just sat and laughed a little longer and took her shoes off because she thought they were making her slip. Meanwhile, up above us, the impatient white minivan stopped listening to the directions of us missionaries, and decided she would just give up and turn around..... 5 feet from the top!!!! So they told her not to and she was about to get over the hill and she just turned her wheels to the side and tried to turn. The next 10 seconds passed rather slowly. The girl I was helping up was still sitting in the street by the curb laughing, and there was a car just a few feet down the hill from us parked because it had gotten into an accident earlier and was exchanging information. The said white minivan began to slide, very fast down the hill, because the lady driving locked her brakes, and had no traction whatsoever. Needless to say, we were in quite a predicament, because the van was sliding down very fast.... RIGHT AT THE GIRL WHO I WAS TRYING TO HELP UP! I pulled on her hands and she just kept laughing..... until the other missionaries yelled "LOOK OUT!!!!" and she turned around and saw a minivan sliding right at her... now she started to scream! And so I had to decide, get crushed with the laughing screaming girl, or jump out of the way and say that I had given it a shot.... Well, I chose neither. Out of nowhere I had the strength and the balance to pick her up off of the ground and run out of the way with her in my arms on top of a thick ice covered hill. Literally a second after I did so, the van crashed very hard into the spot where she was sitting. If I hadn't picked her up she would have for sure been severely crushed, first into the curb, then into the car that was just down the hill from us. The van was going so fast that it bounced off of the curb and into the car just underneath us on the hill. It was crazy! We weren't even going to be at taco bell had a crazy driver not almost hit us, forcing us into the taco bell parking lot entrance. Anyways, that's how I saved that girls life. Then After that she was crying and laughing still. I don't know why she was laughing, but either way I helped her down the hill as the lady in the van started yelling at her... "That *$&% ain't funny!! What you laughing for?!?!?!" To which all of us missionaries replied... "Leave her alone, you have no room to talk, you just almost killed her because you won't listen to us!" Well, she refused to give her information to the lady whose car she had just slammed into because she "don't see no damage!" So that's what happened on Saturday. Then we walked to Nayeli's 2 year old birthday party and had some cake before we went home and rested. We were out for like 5 hours helping people. It was great!
Little did we know that it was just a foreshadowing of what we would return home to see.... our car.... with a lot of damage to it. I guess the other elders got into a "minor" accident. So now we won't be able to use the car once we take it into the shop. RATS!!! That's too bad.
Anyways, those are the highlights of the week. Then yesterday Joana didn't show up to church, so she won't be baptized before I go home, but she will be baptized and that's a good thing. And also Claudia randomly showed up at church. She's an investigator we have been working with and hasn't come to church after the millions of times we have asked her, but this week we didn't invite her, she just decided to surprise us and show up! It was a pleasant surprise because we wouldn't have had ANY investigators at church if she hadn't come! What a relief. Anywho, that's what happened this week. I'm excited to come home in a week and a half. I will work super hard this last week and I think we will be going to the Moorehead's house on Wednesday this week. We'll see Brother Moorehead's 50 some odd guns he said he has. Ha-ha. What a riot. That guy is funny. He told me, "Just don't go pulling the triggers to see which one is loaded." They are a great family and they sure do love you all. Take care! Miss you and love you!
Elder Selin
SEE YOU SOON!
Isaac returns home next week - his new home address and phone number is:
Isaac Selin
7403 N. 83rd Drive
Glendale, AZ 85305
(623) 772-7733
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