Coyote grease. So some muscle in my palm was hurting for some reason. Hna Enriquez told me to put ointment on it. She gave me a jar of "Cebo de Coyote" to use. "Cebo" wasn't in my dictionary. Hna Enruiquez said "It's like of like...fat?" It probably actually translates more closely to "Coyote Lard", but I like this better. Also, I don't think it works.
We taught like 26 lessons this week! (That's a lot for us here.) It is nice to teach when it is raining, because with most of the people we have been teaching lately, we can go inside. Knocking doors in the rain is...wet.
We had intercambios (exchanges), in which I spent Tuesday here in Plano with Hna Maxfield. It is cool to see how other people teach and interact with strangers. We taught well together. And that was my first time meeting new people with a companion Americana. People would talk about some Christmas tradition they had in Mexico and look at me like "You know what I'm talking about", even though I didn't understand. I will probably have to get used to that more in a few days.
We say a car crash right in front of us on Wednesday. That was scary. I had never seen one happen before, especially not a few seconds up the road from where we were going. God protects us.
We had Chinese food!! And I learned a little bit more about honesty. To me honesty is pretty important. I sometimes place it about courtesy. Some people invited us to go eat lunch with them. They said "Do you like Chinese food?" and Hna Enriquez said yes, even though she doesn't. They said "We are going to order a few plates of spicy beef and shrimp. Does that sound good?" And she said yes, even though she hates shrimp. People who aren't me seem to be able so say things like that much better than I can. Maybe one day I will be a nice person. I should also learn to eat more spicy food so people don't say "You didn't finish your tamales. You didn't like them?" And I'm like "I'm afraid of allowing the fire on my tongue to spread to more important internal organs." But I don't have the Spanish for that yet.
It is almost Christmas!! Also, I saw a baby this week. She is like two weeks old, and I can't even explain why I find that so fascinating. How was I ever that small? How does that turn into a real person who can do things for them self? Like butterflies. I don't understand how that happens. We were talking about miracles. I think butterflies are miracles, as well as people who pull themselves out of awful situations and change their lives. I didn't believe so much in angels and miracles before my mission. I didn't used to see so many immediate answers to prayers. It is beautiful to see God's hand in my life and in the lives of the people here. And on to the next place.
Have a great week!