Elder See’s first days at the MTC

Home for the next 3 weeks

My first couple of days here at the MTC have been great. My first day was a little bit crazy. From the second I got dropped off, I was going place to place, with hardly any time for myself. I got escorted by a host Elder to pick up my Spanish books, my key, and then go to my room. I got assigned to building 6M, room 215. There are 5 elders in my room: my companion, Elder Delgado, and then a trio of Elder Measom, Elder Hill, and Elder Cadden. From there, we went to meet our teacher, Brother Dangerfield. He’s an RM and a great teacher. I went to a couple of orientations and I met the infamous MTC cafeteria. By the end of the day, I was pretty tired and ready to sleep.

Since that first day, it has been a lot of studying, speaking spanish, and getting to know the Elders in my district. My companion, Elder Delgado, is great. We both have the same sarcastic sense of humor, and we’re both going to Guatemala. Unfortunately, he speaks Spanish well enough that he is getting bumped up to the advanced class on Monday (I started in the intermediate class) so I will get a new companion, likely one of the elders from the trio in my room. They are all really cool guys as well. I feel like I have known them for a lot longer than three days. There are four other elders in my district, and we are already joking around with each other and becoming a tight-knit group. I’m kind of sad that I have to leave them in three weeks, because everyone else is here for nine.

Getting used to the missionary schedule and life has been a bit of a challenge. Pretty much every minute of our day is planned for us. Luckily I haven’t had too much of a problem getting up at 6:30. It’s a lot easier to wake up on time when there are 4 other guys getting up with you. I have to do a lot of studying as well, and I haven’t really worked out a system yet, so I just kind of wandering through the scriptures and Preach my Gospel. I’m sure I’ll get used to it in time. The food schedule is really different as well. We eat dinner at 4:45, which is too early for my taste. The food isn’t that great either; let’s just say that I miss having a calm stomach.

I already taught my first lesson to an “investigator” named Mariana. It went pretty poorly, but that is to be expected. My spanish is coming back a lot quicker than I thought, and when I am speaking, I say words that I didn’t remember remembering or I conjugate verbs in a way that I had forgotten. I truly have been blessed with the gift of tongues, and I’m sure I’ll be speaking fine in no time.

Don’t worry too much about me. I’m having a good time, and the Spirit is here to guide me. My next P-Day is on Thursday, so I will write then. Feel free to write me anytime, and I’ll try to get back to you. I have plenty of time to write letters. Hasta luego! (That means “until next time.”)