Archive for October, 2008

Head Butt: Just Do It

October 27, 2008

Yes I have the coat, but nothing else yet.

So transfers happened. Naisbitt is off in city land and my new boy is named Khuyagaa. I’ve been teaming with one of the branch missionaries until my companion flies in. His name is Martbold, he’s a stud.

All of my good investigators are going to the city or the country.

Other than that not a lot has happened. It snowed, that was pretty cool. It was only like 6 inches but it came down pretty fast with some crazy punch-you-in-the-face wind so I had a chance to test my goggles out. I got a truck load of coal for a family and I spent most of Friday at the airport with all the delays and junk. Everyone cried when Naisbitt left.

Sat down with someone and taught the 2nd lesson for 2 hours until it clicked in their head and then they were really happy about that.

Going to the black market today to try and save the church Halloween party. Everyone is waiting for everyone else to get it set up so we just decided to do it without asking anyone.

One of the inactive youth got really mad and challenged me to a head butting contest. He lost. He came to church Sunday and has been much calmer ever since.

It’s been pretty sweet rolling with all the branch dudes the last couple days. They’re all a bunch of funny guys that want to work.

Someone had been stealing junk from the church, so Naisbitt and I spent the last week of the transfer pulling late night guard duty. That was a cool way to go out.

This computer is running on windows 1998. I can’t send pictures.

The secret to letting IT in is JUST DO IT. I realized that a few weeks ago. Everything we need to do is sitting right on our noses but sometimes we’re kinda Jewish and shoot beyond the mark and think too much.


Alternate Site Until SPAM Issue is Resolved

October 27, 2008

Sorry for the incovenience but Elder Byrd’s letters are being posted at blogspot until the tech geeks use their magic API key (and whatever else may be required) to fix the spam issue as promised 08/19/08. I have been doing damage control but the semester is getting more hectic and no one I know has these problems at blogspot.

Beware Elders with Hand Tools

October 20, 2008

So the reason my letter is late is because my companion drilled me in the kidneys with a shovel. By that I mean we had service yesterday so P-day is today. But yeah, he got me pretty good. We’re playing baseball with a shovel and an old potato and right when he went for a low inside hit the head came right off. It was pretty cool.

The Mission President called me Tuesday; I want to do better work.

Transfers are happening this week. Haven’t got transfer calls yet but it seems like I’m staying.

Oh yeah, we destroyed a house last week. That was freaking sweet. They told us it would take about 6 hours to take the whole house down, and it was going to but Naisbitt and I got hold of a hammer and crow bar and did it in 2. As a note though, taking out a roof while you are under it takes a lot of dexterity, or the willingness to elbow falling 2x4s. Then we did a flying jump kick to take out one of the walls. There was a lot of aggression to take out this week.

I called Elder Romney; he’s shining the light without Naisbitt.

And I’ll never tell how I’m doing it.

That’s freaking awesome about meeting the America’s Army design team.

I Want to Eat Breakfast

October 13, 2008

Wow, that’s awesome that the Jay Branch is up to 50 attending Sacrament Meeting. That’s bigger than some of the branches out here. Well, conference was sweet and that’s it. Everything else I could say sounds like complaining, Except that my comp can do a Jordan dunk over a pile of burning Liahona Magazines. That was cool.

Power went out and our meat grew a fur coat, but we defrosted the freezer finally.

Walked to the back of our work area to contact someone without a phone and they weren’t home.

I failed horribly trying to translate conference into sign language, but she was grateful because she’s cooler than me.

I reached my 2/3 mark . . . that sucks . . . 😦 or 😡 (mom’s not sure)

Had a guy tie every English idiom he knew into how he was going to kill us, my favorite being, “beauty is only skin deep so I kill you.” so my comp told him to kharagdaach so he asked us if we thought he chadakh uu and I told him the magadlal was tiim undur bish ee. Then he said we were making fun of him because he was small so he went and picked on some kids.

We met with the husband of one of the return missionaries this week. He usually wasn’t interested and we just go over to eat and talk. But today we we’re playing conference over the computer and he was wondering if we could bring over the DVDs and watch them, and then he started asking if we could tell him about the nature of God. So, we did. He thought about it for a second and then he said that when he was a soldier in Europe that he had asked leaders of the other major churches and none of them had been able to tell them. Then we taught about eternal marriage. He’s been more attentive since then.

I want to eat breakfast.

On yeah, you can send stuff straight to the senior couple’s mail box here. I’ll have Elder Anderson tell it to you.

Busted out the Beanie this Week

October 7, 2008

So, it got cold this week. Yup. Busted out the beanie this week, but the heat didn’t come to our apartment till a few days ago, so it was cold.

I spent all week doing paper work in the church building. To all future missionaries: when you become a district leader, if you don’t do your paper work right I will find you and put your area book where the sun don’t shine. We’ve been going through and trying to figure stuff out from the last year and it’s been like finding body parts in a train wreck. Yeah, we find lots of stuff, but none of its connected or working anymore. We barely went outside some days. If it weren’t for the sweet lessons we had when we got out to work we would have slapped someone. Hard.

Did, or tried to do some service down at a member’s house. It was like going down to our extended relatives’ house. We had to sit down and wait about thirty minutes as the neighbors argued about what we were doing (we’re helping a lady fix up her yard, but there is a broken pipe in one of the neighbors yards that floods up the whole dirt road and bogs up everyone’s yard). We sat for awhile until we realized that no one was going to (or could) stop us so we just started working. We trenched out the water and then started to fill up the low end with dirt we were digging from her new outhouse. Then someone started yelling that we were making things dangerous for old people and children (because a 20×40 foot thing of foot deep mud was safer) so I just stared at the guy until he realized what he was saying didn’t make any sense and he stopped. Finally we just decided to build up the ladies property and let everyone else live in their own mire if they so desired. That, and me and Naisbitt and thinking on a plan to pipe some of the water and make an irrigation system for her garden. The lady is a stud though, and her daughter is one of the cutest little farts we’ve seen. We’re going to go finish up stuff for her in a few days.

We watched Mountain of the Lord for comp study this week. Yeah.

Ate beef ribs chi bas.

We also made our English class do the hokey pokey.

Our best investigator is this awesome old guy who lives in the hospital and grandma, who is going to get baptized when she moves back in town this week.

I finally got enough strength back this week to dead lift someone in wrestling over my head. Kind of sucks, I’ve gotten pretty weak as of late. But whatever, I can work on that later.

Pepsi is better than Coke.

I would send pictures but the USB on this computer is busted, I’ll try and send some later.

A Tale of Three Toilets (and some other stuff)

October 1, 2008

Well, my new missionaries finally got here. It’s nice having a full district now. It sucked for Jargalsaikhan. He wasn’t able to go on his own work for almost 2 full weeks. But it’s sweet now. Elder Tsortgerel and Sister Ser-Od are studs. Everyone gets along great, so we’re pretty stoked to see how things are gonna turn out.

This week could basically be summed up as “apartments”. That’s basically all we did. Finally found 2 good ones a few days ago and we’re moving today or tomorrow. They’re some of the nicest apartments in Choibalsan. Originally, the land lord was going to rent to some other foreigners, but to sum up what she said our missionaries “weren’t stupid”. Score one for us…

Conducted the baptism this Saturday and remembered a word. “Pagtalakh” it means to fail in a comical and embarrassing way. I muddled through my part as conductor, and figured if we could get past my announcement part fast enough we would all be fine, but sadly that was not the case. Both of the speakers locked up and then when she was actually baptized, no one could remember the prayer right except me and Naisbitt, but no one would listen to us because we were foreign. he messed up the prayer 6 times, just dunked her on the 7th time, and then we almost had to yell it at him to get him to listen, and by that time he was so flustered he dropped her like a sack-a-taters into the water. I guess it’s a good thing we’re judged on diligence and not elegance. But everything turned out sweet in the end.

The biggest story of the week is a family that had stopped coming to church because of some dumb stuff that was said. When we first met with them it was one of the most awkward places I had ever been in. They either wouldn’t talk to us or were just mad at everyone. We brought it up with the people they blamed and they blamed them. we didn’t know what else to do so we just went to their house once a week and pestered them to let us to service until they broke down about a month later and let us help put in a floor for them. We came over and did about 3 days of work in a few hours, and had time left over to wrestle and mess around with their kids in the yard. They’re such an amazing family now. The oldest son is totally blind, but he has his family read to him and his retention is absolutely amazing. The daughter trundles off every morning to seminary. They’re awesome. We may not baptize anyone this transfer, but we’re just so happy we got to help them out.

And then we made hamburger helper, mashed potatoes n’ gravy with chocolate chip cookies. Packages are awesome.

Had a kid (well, he’s like 18) get a little to rowdy one day so I dead lifted him off the ground and turned him sideways until he calmed down. He’s a way sweet kid, he just gets “shartai”, it’s a combination of jealous and competitive kinda, but he calms down way fast. We were laughing about it within an hour.

Quote of the week from my companion to an old dude “ta umnu ni manai nomlorgh haptai untj uzsen uu” I’ve never seen a more confused man my whole mission.

There’s a ton of foreigners walking around this week. They’re walking around the center of town in camel packs and hiking boots. That’s just silly.

Stoked about this week, there’s no extra stuff we have to do so we’re just gonna work our butts off.

It’s getting cold now.

I haven’t had any amazing language experience. Well, maybe one. Out of the whole branch, I’m the one that translates from one of our deaf members when her daughter isn’t around. No one else can learn fast enough. I like sign language, there is no such thing as accent.

And then I don’t know what else.

Choibalsan Sisters Not the First . . .

October 1, 2008

From Sister Andersen: The Choibalsan sisters are not the first to have been locked in a church building. It happened to a set of sisters in Darkhan during the middle of the day. The sisters in Darkhan were able to get out of the building, but were struggling to climb over the high fence when the custodian happened to come along. Nevertheless we all had a good laugh about it happening again. We felt bad for the sisters, but chuckled about the elders going through the process of finding them. My husband woke me up that night and told me that he couldn’t go to bed until a set of missing sisters were found. We are so glad that there is a call-in system to make sure that everyone is in each night. It isn’t very often that someone doesn’t make it in on time – maybe 4 times since we arrived. The outcome is always that they are found fairly soon after the phone call comes to my husband.