Hi Everyone:
This week I received my kid. And as of right now I am a trainer. So my kid’s name is Elder Fondeur. He is Dominican but has French blood in him. He is 24 yrs old. A stocky, “Al Giordino” type of guy for all of you Dirk Pitt fans. (DAD!). He is a good guy. He got baptized 2 yrs and four months ago. And I’d have to say he is an interesting character. He certainly loves talking about how good he is at stuff. He was a boxer and before his mission, he studied and became a certified chef. This is kind of funny, because he doesn’t look like a chef. He was a “tigre” before his conversion into the church - meaning he was a gangster. He has tattoos and huge scars and stuff. But he is a hard worker, he does everything I say and he cooks awesome food. I can't think of a better type of person to train. But he is like all Dominicans. He doesn't like to talk about his faults or how he is doing stuff wrong. But I already know how to deal with that from my last companion, he is awesome.
Tuesday was transfer day. We just worked really hard all week trying to put a good work ethic in my companion. But from what I’ve seen he already has it. We ended up pushing our baptisms back a week. So now we have 2 baptisms this weekend.
This Sunday was sweet. We got three inactives to go back to church and two of them are males so if they stay active we only need one more male and we can split the branch and turn our district into a stake. So that’s kind of exciting. Today, Monday, we played some backyard baseball. It was sweet. I hit more home runs than I did not by times two. It was awesome. Our bat was a leg to one of those small tables in the churches. And the ball was a “ghetto- torn up” ball, but it was sweet fun. And yea that was my week
love you,
Elder Woestman
