I gave my seminary student a book of sign language and taught her to make some letters. She liked it and kept turning pages and practicing new letters. I found out that she can type. I need to get permission from Brother Weaver, but if he says yes, I’ll let her use my phone to write a message. I wouldn’t trust most of my students with my phone because they might throw it or destroy it. But this particular student is calm and can be trusted.
Papi and I have been working to rip up carpet, tack strips, and baseboards getting ready for the new wood to go down in a week. I’m glad to help because it’s a lot of work for my 72 year old grandfather to do alone.
It has suddenly turned super cold. Today we had sleet! Sort of like snow but it didn’t stick on the ground. There’s snow on the mountains though.
Another busy week at the seminary. I’m usually assigned to the most difficult students because I can handle them. But one student is really difficult to manage his behavior. I talked to his teacher when I went to pick him up at the school, and asked for tips. She told me something that worked for her. So, I got authorization to try it, which I will do tomorrow. Hope it works. I found out some unfortunate things about this student’s life that made me feel bad for him. I really do love him. I love his spirit. I try to remember that he can’t help the way he acts.
The baptistry was busy on Saturday. The temple was closed half day because of Women’s Conference, so it was packed with people. The workers on our shift had planned a picnic afterward at the bowery, but it was cancelled because of pouring rain. Everyone was given a food assignment. My assignment was potato chips. But I didn’t think it was appropriate to carry a Walmart bag of chips past the recommend desk. So I stuffed them into a camera bag—and no one noticed and I walked right through to the baptistry. I was disappointed we didn’t have our picnic though.
I had an interview with my stake president/mission president Sunday night. We went over the principles in the missionary handbook and I reported how things were going. President Henderson is pleased with my work.
Working with severely disabled students is really hard. They can’t help it, and I love them, but they’re really hard to manage. I have to learn different techniques to use with each one. I can’t mention names and specifics because of confidentiality. Some are obedient and easy. Some are stubborn. Some are hitters or runners. One day, as I was walking one of my favorite students from the school to seminary, he got frightened by the noisy lawn edger going along the grass right next to him, and he held his ears and fell down and was kicking and screaming. This student doesn’t like loud noises. I can’t believe the lawn guy was allowed to edge during school hours. Seems crazy to me.
I really love my mission. I’ve been pretty busy this week. I started Monday working at the Dan Peterson Seminary. These kids have severe disabilities, so I help them get from the school to the seminary building, and sit with them during class. And assist with whatever they need. I’m getting used to some annoying behaviors that they can’t help. Sometimes I sign when they can’t speak. Then I take them back to school and pick up another student. That’s what I do at the seminary. Haha—that’s a picture of me in a wheelchair with a restraint, which protects students from falling during transport.
We cleaned the church Friday. My job was to use the biggest vacuum called “The Beast” to clean the halls. Guess who I got to meet? Lloyd Newell was on our cleaning team. He’s actually famous. He gives an inspirational message on the program called “Music and the Spoken Word” every Sunday at the Conference Center in Salt Lake City. He’s done this for 27 years. His voice is familiar because he also introduces General Conference on TV.
It’s been a busy week. After serving at the bishops’ storehouse on Monday, I helped Papi mow the lawn, and then we went to dinner with the Chens, our neighbors from Taiwan. We ate traditional Chinese food. My favorite was sesame chicken.
Tuesday after work I finished weeding our neighbor’s big flower beds. I didn’t finish until dark—actually, I was still working when it was pitch dark. But it’s done!
Wednesday was my last day at the bishops’ storehouse until summer. I will miss helping the patrons fill their orders. But Elder Young and I will be working in the temple baptistery together.
Papi and I attended a training meeting at the Dan Peterson Seminary. I will start working there on Monday.
My first day working in the temple baptistery was Saturday from 8 to 1. It was a good day.
I have a new church calling. I will choose and print the hymns that the priesthood brothers sing during opening exercises for priesthood. Brother Gee said we probably won’t be singing, “As Sisters in Zion.” Haha!
I had my interview with the Mount Timpanogos Temple president. I will start working in the temple baptistery on Saturday, August 26th. I’ll be working with my friend from the bishops’ storehouse—we’re on the same shift. It won’t be hard because I’ve had experience working in the Gilbert Arizona Temple baptistery. Even though the Timpanogos Temple is bigger than the Gilbert Temple, I was surprised that the Timpanogos baptistery is actually smaller.
On Sunday I taught the Plan of Salvation lesson to my cousin and her husband. They are a good example of having an eternal marriage. I have a testimony that Heavenly Father has a plan for the happiness of His children. I know it’s true. This plan answers the three most important questions people want to know: (1) Where did I come from? (2) What is my purpose on earth? (3) Where do I go after I die? If you want to know the answers to these questions, click on this link: https://www.lds.org/media-library/video/topics/plan-of-salvation?lang=eng
Every morning we have companion scripture study at 6:45. I’m already showered and dressed in my shirt and tie. Reading the Book of Mormon is a good way to start the day. After scriptures, we pray and have breakfast—waffles with buttermilk syrup, my favorite. Then I make my sack lunch.
On Monday it was really busy at the bishops’ storehouse. We were flooded with so many patrons, the service missionaries were called up from the warehouse to serve patrons in the store. Patrons always come first—that’s what we need to remember. When patrons need to be served, we drop what we’re doing and go help them. I’m looking forward to getting certified to use the forklift. I have to take a course in Salt Lake which I’ll probably do in May.
My grandfather (I call him Papi) and I cut up some dead trees with a chain saw and loaded them in the Toyota to take to the green compost dump. It was hot and sweaty work. We came home really dirty.
On Wednesday after work I pulled weeds for a sister in our ward. It was getting dark and I was only half finished, but I scheduled a day to finish up next week.
Friday is P-day and apartment check. I passed! Papi and I went to our ward “Fathers and Sons” activity in Midway. It was held on the property of a brother in our ward who has horses. It was really fun up there.