Cześć moja rodzina! Well, things are pretty much a routine at this point, so I guess this is all I have to write this week. Hope you all had a wonderful week.
Actually, that was a żart. A few things happened this week, not the least of which is that we had our classroom room check ('cause we're supposed to keep it clean), and we didn't pass, because our desks and the whiteboard weren't clean. If we were English speakers, our desks would probably be clean, but when they teach you Polish, they give you more books than you have room for. And maybe they didn't like our tower of empty mint containers (we're trying to beat the old Polish district). So, basically, we got the notice that they were kicking us out of our beautiful classroom in T3 and into a first floor classroom in T4 so they could keep a better eye on us. So we moved. And just to show that we aren't going to change our ways, we put some orange peels on our new windowsill. (Actually, they kicked all the missionaries out of T3. And the orange peels are kind of a Polish tradition during Christmastime).
Last Friday I got to see Sister Warner again, helping set up for a Christmas party. And Sister Berrett and I got to hug Sister Martino, who is basically famous in the MTC because President Martino is the MTC president.
Since the old Poles are long gone, we've been making new friends with the Finnish District, which, sadly, is also leaving us next week. However, they've had quite a week that our district lived vicariously through them. On Friday, they got their travel plans, so of course they got super excited to go to Finland. On Saturday, they found out that their visas had been denied (all but 1), and they were all reassigned to stateside missions. Then, on Tuesday, they got emails saying the decisions were reversed and they were going to Finland after all. So that was a miracle for them. But talk about drama.
Sunday was wonderful. During district council, we remembered that Brother Packer (one of the counselors in our branch) told us that if we smiled until 10 'o clock, the rest of the day would be great. We remembered that at about 9:45, so we grinned our cheesy (and rather pained at the end) grins for 15 minutes straight. And then we couldn't stop smiling.
AND THEN, the Sunday devotional was the BYU Men's Chorus. Ah, that was so good. Definitely my favorite devotional so far. Y'all should go to one of their concerts some time. And it was fun to see a couple people I knew (Jacob Stirling and Michael Sorenson).
Here's a Polish Christmas tradition I'm excited for: a couple days before Christmas Eve, Polish people buy a large live fish (a carp or herring). And they're planning on eating it for dinner on Christmas Eve (or Christmas, can't remember), but they want it to be alive until they eat it. So they let it swim around in their bathtub until they eat it.
Last Tuesday, we folks in the MTC choir got to sing "Praise to the Man" for the devotional. That was super powerful. I love reading the Book of Mormon, but I don't always remember the sacrifices that prophets had to make to write it, and later, the sacrifices Joseph Smith made to translate it. I love the Book of Mormon. It teaches me about Jesus Christ and helps me be a better person. It is a powerful book because God is the author of it.
Thank you all for your support and prayers! I love you all!
Love,
Siostra Eberting
Pictures:
Pictures:
-Our Polish flag in our room
-Sister Lueck bought Sis. Berrett and Webber ice cream but there was no spoon.
