Archive for the ‘Baganuur’ Category

First Transfer

November 25, 2007

Well, being transferred to the city Sunday. I am going to be in the Cukhbaatar (Sükhbaatar) district.Kinda sad, really fell in love with the area, but Ruiz is staying, so that’s good. The name of my new area means “Ax Hero”, so that counts for something. It’s the name of one of the more famous historical figures, look it up if you’re interested.

So for this last week, my sketchers are half way torn off each sole now, the bikes let us do 4x our normal work, and I walked arm in arm with a drunk for 2 miles so he sent his daughter to church. We have been teaching the family of a lady named Seren Dolger. They fed us one time, and . . . well, there’s really no polite way to say it, I’ve eaten three more pieces of a lamb’s nether regions than I ever thought I would, so that was exiting.

It has been a rapping up week, saying good bye to all our investigators and new members, getting pictures for people who want them today.

Went out to the Baganuur city sign to get our pictures today, almost froze my hand on the metal letters. The wind off the plains makes those puppies COLD.
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The Good, the Bad, and the Ugly

November 20, 2007

We are in the city trying to find bikes today. There may just be 3 for sale in the entire area of UB. Anyways, made 6 CDs from my memory cards to ship back, probably going to stick letters in the package, too.

As far as work, it’s finally starting to pay out. We have 4 baptismal dates and a whole family who wants to be baptized. It’s coming right before transfers, but we don’t care, just happy to see the branch growing. My shoes died this week. We came in house and I noticed that the sweat in my socks had frozen. Inspected my shoes and realized the reason was that the leather had started tearing off the soles and just tearing in general. I still have my birdman boots and winter boots, so I’m good.

We spent a lot of this week getting harassed by cops. They tried to confiscate our passports and work cards, but everybody knows better, so we just had 4 hours of our time wasted. We dug a 3 foot deep hole through concrete with a metal rod to help or investigators, which was cool. Most of their family likes us now ’cause of it. We also built a giant pyramid out of the youth.

Anyway, transfers are next week, so I’ll probably send some long winded letter next week.

Another Witness

November 12, 2007

Today I received the following from the Mission President’s Wife:

We went to church in Baganoor yesterday and saw Elder Byrd. He is doing very well there. He looked great. I told him about your request for him to buy some special treats for himself. He confirmed that he knew he was supposed to do it. He and his companion were working with the branch choir after church and they asked me for a few tips, but they didn’t need my help. They have a great little branch with good members.

Sister Andersen

I am not surprised he is working with the choir. While he doesn’t have his dad’s training, he does have his ears.

Detour

November 9, 2007

The usual this week.

Work, work and work again; not a bad thing though.

The most out of the ordinary thing is that we went to a part of Baganuur that missionaries have apparently never really visited. It’s called Railroad Baganuur. It’s about 2-3 miles away from city center near the mine. We were walking back from English when we decided to detour through the town. We met a lady that had met the missionaries 10 years ago when they first came to Baganuur. She even remembered that the Book of Mormon hadn’t been translated all the way and asked if it was finished. We gave her one and she excitedly took it. Told her where the new building was and she said she’d come Sunday. Just makes me think a lot.

Planning a lot for the ward, going to see how it turns out this week.

Oh yeah, making picture CD’s and letters today.

Halloween Mongolian Style

November 1, 2007

Yeah, they made a change for pouch mail rules, now it’s only one piece of paper folded over with a stamp on it. I’m going to find some Mongolian postage and send stuff home, soon, I think.

Yeah, we had District conference this weekend; it’s basically stake conference for all the branches. I met up with most of my MTC district. All the bums have new suits since they live in the city, the bums. Everybody seems in good condition. I only understood about 30% of the translated broadcast. English translates hard into Mongolian. Thought my head was going to explode. 😯 Also ended up doing a day of work as senior companion, which was weird. We didn’t die, so I guess we did okay.

We organized a Halloween party with the youth for mutual. I think it may have been the first time anyone in the branch really had any involvement in setting up an activity. We did a room and the young men and young women did the two other rooms. 70 People showed up, that’s a mad house for here. About 20 or so were our investigators, we taught a short lesson to open, and then we actually got them socializing with the members. It went way good. Especially happy with the way our room turned out. We had 21 year old wanna be gangsters screaming their lungs out.
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Other than that, just working hard this week, finally starting to pick a lot of progressing investigators. And I don’t remember if I mentioned before, but we might get bikes, so whoop.

Basketball, Checkers, and Bikes

October 26, 2007

It has been a rather exciting week. A kid got knocked out at a branch basketball game and started going into shock. I started doing treatment and stuff, and keeping people from trying to do CPR or other things. We gave him a blessing and he came out of it in a couple of seconds, but then people started ignoring me and sat him up, so he passed out. We took him to the hospital; he was out for about three hours. He’s fine, but he can’t remember anything from the game.

We have started trying to do more branch activities that involve people. Elder Ruiz and I came up with this giant checker board made out of rope for about a buck for all the kids at mutual. Usually, the same two people give talks for an hour, so attendance is way low, but it was way good this week. People actually got up and started interacting with each other. President Anderson liked what we were doing, so we have an OK to keep . . . doing it (tegex- it’s a verb in Mongolian that means “to do that”, it is used all the time, but it sounds dumb in English)

I’ve lost 12 k so far, my suit looks way huge now. Anywho, we might get bikes, President Anderson was reading the blog and realized how much we walk. So that would be cool. We have a lot of area to cover, and taxis are expensive and one way only.

Oh: We made home made cinnamon rolls. It was good.

Dogs and Camels

October 19, 2007

So, basically, I rode a camel today. I think that sums it up.

No life risking tales this week. [The following two sentences from last week’s email were omitted until Mom was through processing the info: Well, it has started snowing, it was -4 F this morning, and I got bit by a dog. A good week all in all. (Yes, I called the doctor, and I’m fine. There’s a little tear and my pants and a bruise where it bit but didn’t get through my pants.)]

We worked our booties off until P-day, offroaded across 20 km of flood plane to get to one of the little towns way out on the edge of our work area to see where one of the elder’s dad grew up. While we were there, some guy let us take pictures on his camels.
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We went down to the prison, too. While there, we talked with a guy who was one of the prisoners over the other inmates. The guards just let him walk around the yard in front of the prison since they knew he wouldn’t run. He was a way smart guy, who spoke English without a trace of accent. He went to school in America, but got busted smoking weed in Mongolia, so he’s in jail for the next 10 years. While we were talking to him, he just kinda stopped and said, “Freak, I’m retarded.”

One of the soldiers ran us off after that.

Gan Bold Nourishes Elder Byrd (& gives him a bite to eat)

October 14, 2007

I think I finally get that part in the Bible where the woman says she’s going to use oil and flour to make a cake for her and her son and then die. One of our investigators had to quit the job at the mine because he’s getting too old. He started running out of money but kept insisting on feeding us a little every time we came over. So he and his little daughter made these little dough cake and put oil on the tops before rolling them up and putting them over the fire. He got a job a week later, but he’s going to have to go 30 miles into the country over the winter and leave his daughter at his wife’s apartment . . . Maybe ask the ward to remember him in their fasts. Brother Gan Bold.

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Lots of Marching

September 28, 2007

One note to start about mail. Mail only goes to the city, and we only go into the city ever 3 sometimes 6 weeks. Sorry if it seems like I’m ignoring stuff. Oh yeah, and I got Lorraine’s letter Tuesday.

Mostly marching around this week. Lots of marching. We have some pretty good families we’re teaching. Unfortunately for our feet most of them live out in the ends of the ger district. There’s one house we have to schedule about 1 hour and 15 minutes for walking to, on top of our usual contacting. But it’s good though. Other than being in Mongolia, not much out of the ordinary happened. There’s a branch outing tomorrow, so that’ll be interesting.

Gone Fishing

September 20, 2007

Yeah, I tried to email. The kholbool razar (literaly “connection place”) has some 1.2 gig computers and a few ghetto Russian dishes that get wireless internet from somewhere. After I wrote dad and President Anderson, I was writing to you and something pooped out and I lost my connection. Sorreh D:

This week’s been good. Found 3 whole families that are interested. One of the fathers read all the way through second Nephi in one night, including all the Isaiah parts. And in one of the other families, their little 5 year old daughter decided I was one of the coolest things ever and started crying when I stood up to leave. A good thing in a way, made the parents decide I was okay even though I can’t speak that well.

We went 15 miles out into the country side for p-day today with one of the less active guys in the branch. We poked around the river, fished and climbed over some of the hills. If the connection stays up today, I’ll try to email a few pictures.

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We were looking over one of the mountains over Baganoor, we realized the reason we’re always tired is that the city is about 3 times longer than we thought it was. To get from the edge of the city to the edge of the ger district is about 4-5 miles, and we make the hike every day and go from one end to the other a few times. Makes sense why I’ve already gone two notches down on my belt.

I’m going to try and send a few pictures, so I’ll wrap up.

Love you,

Elder Byrd

PS. To everyone who said they would write, I plan on holding you to your word all the way to the judgement bar.