After email last week we went to our (slowly progressing) investigator's house to see if there was anything we could do to help her. As it was, she made a huge batch of egg roll stuffing that needed to be wrapped, so between the three of us, we got 100 egg rolls made! Can't say I don't know how to wrap eggrolls anymore. The best part was that she fried them as soon as we made a bunch, so we got to eat to our heart's delight. :)
Haha, Thursday. Thursday was Park Day, and we had a few appointments on opposite sides of our zones, so we walked a mile or so to the nearest appointment, Po Kim. The lesson went alright, but since he understood pretty good English, we taught mostly in that, and without having a lot of English practice, it was really awkward for Walker and I. But it gave us a renewed desire to practice teaching in English, not just Khmer (which is easier to do when you only have so many things you know how to say). He's now on date (for Walker's and my year mark!!), so we're excited to have someone progressing again.
Later we bused to the other side of Tacoma, and walked to our dinner appointment. As the day progressed, we still hadn't figured out how we were going to get a ride back home that night since most buses stop going around after six. So Sis. Walker then had the idea of biking back to our apartment! We have absolutely no bikes, but the first place we knew to start, was to ask the Mountain View elders (we knew they'd had an extra bike in the past). Somehow they were able to get three bikes for us, so by the time we finished our dinner and walked to the church where they'd put them, we could bike a mile or so down to our appointment with our recent convert, Visal, and after his lesson head home. It was dark, we'd never ridden bikes on our mission yet, and Walker led the way which meant we went as fast as possible, but somehow we made it home safely! (And completely out of breath!) We had so much fun riding we wondered why we didn't choose bikes over the car.... At least until the next day when we struggled to get out of bed. But it was totally worth it!
Friday we went on an exchange with the Sister Training Leaders again, and due to scheduled appointments, ended up going up to Gig Harbor afterwards to finish off by doing personal study together up there. In spite of the drive, I was happy for the chance to take some pictures of Wallochet and between the thick fog and the tall pine trees, it was perfect!
Sunday Ros and Visal got the Priesthood which we were ecstatic about, and afterwards translated our notes on their blessings into Khmer, so they could read it later. We also had a fireside for the Blatters' first time that night which I was asked to play the piano for the whole time. I'd never done the whole thing, and although didn't get to practice most of it except for right before the fireside, some I'd played before, like in Young Womens, so it wasn't too stressful. And it went really well! We heard the testimonies of 10 recent converts instead of missionary testimonies, and it was a lot shorter than usual, but it was neat to hear the raw testimonies of such great converts coming from all backgrounds.
That's just a bit of what's been going on here!
Love you!
Sister Dunster
2. A view of the bay from the Wallochet sisters' "little blue shack".
3. Exchanges: Sisters Loy, me, Walker, Thompson, Johnston, and Biggley.
4. I've never seen so many odd, but beautiful flowers in my life.









