Dearest Family,
I love you guys so much. Mom, your letters are inspiring, and I love that envelope/ envelopes.
Alida, it was a rubber duck, and it is sitting on my desk. Eliza, send me a picture of you in that hat, cause I can just imagine you with your attitude and my hat. Bruce, I am taking very good care of the lego guy. Zac, It is hecka hard to write letters, and I too am not really sure what to say, but thanks for writing. I kind of like handwritten letters better, because I can look at them all of the time and treasure them, but email is way faster and cheaper, so either way is fine. I'm not actually supposed to write letters any other time than p-day, so I got thirty minutes to get what I'm thinking on to the letter.
The MTC is amazing. Truly amazing. It's also rather hard. 6:30 a.m. is the devils time. If the spirit goes to bed at midnight, it doesn't wake up till 8, cause I haven't heard a peep out of it till then. I leave this place on Monday, which is just shocking, because I feel like I just got here. You guys, sending me beano, was absolutely hilarious.
My first day here I walked to my class and met my companions, Elder Heidinger and Elder Alsdorf. Elder Heidinger is from Canada, or as he likes to say "Sow-thern Alberta." He says things like "Raymen Noodles" (which I don't even think is a Canadian thing) and washroom. Elder Alsdorf is from South Dakota, and I was quite disappointed to say that he had no accent at all. During the first couple days we were waiting to be called as leadership, and Elder Alsdorf kept laughing and saying "Elder Johnson, we all know it's you!" I just smiled, because I know how callings in the church actually work. Elder Alsdorf was called as our District leader an hour after, and has been losing sleep since.
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