First Days in the MTC

Well, life at the MTC is pretty great. We didn't get P-day for OVER a week, so that was a bummer (I got to the MTC last Wednesday, and there wasn't a P-day until the NEXT Thursday). My companion is Sorella H. My district is made of 3 sets of sorelle and 2 sets of anziani (in other words, our district has more sisters than elders, and we are all under the age of 21). My district is the coolest! It is going to be heartbreaking to leave them. All of the sorelle are going to Rome, and all of the anziani are going to Milan except for one.

It has surprised me how normal it feels in the MTC. I thought it would feel weird, but I have adjusted really fast. I've seen SO many people that I know. It is really cool. My teacher's name is Fratello Cena, and he is actually a native Italian. I LOVE HIM!  ("Cena" in Italian actually means dinner. Fun fact.)

I never comprehended how much time missionaries don't have. I finally understand! NO TIME. We also have a lot of stairs to climb, because we live on the top floor. I'm singing in the MTC choir, which is a good break from no music. In the MTC, we aren't allowed to use our music players. That will be a good thing when we leave for the field.

The Italian is going well. In my district, we have people who have never taken Italian before, and people who have taken varying levels. There are two anziani who have taken Italian before (one was in my Italian class at BYU), and one other Sorella besides myself. I get asked a lot of questions about Italian by everybody, but I like that. It helps my Italian to help other people. Fratello Cena told me that I was pretty advanced, so he challenged me to speak Italian as much as possible. I do, and my Italian is getting better. I had to say a prayer in Italian in a zone meeting, and a Sorella that I didn't know came up to me afterwards and asked if I was fluent. It was a cool experience. I still have a lot to learn, but a lot of people have told me that they would be so happy if they got to my level by the time they left the MTC. I am so grateful I took Italian at BYU, because I would have had a harder time just jumping into the language. I have progressed a lot since then, though. It's funny though, because when I switch from Italian to English, it is hard for me to get back to an English accent.

I love being here on a mission. I know that I am supposed to be here, and it is completely awesome so far!

Volere e` potere!

Love, Sorella Worsham

Shop Until You...Explode.

Alright, in reference to this post's title "Shop Until You Explode," it is probably safe to say that it is an exaggeration. However, this post does deal with shopping...and volcano eruptions. Close enough.

Holy smokes. I have less than two weeks now until I enter the MTC. HOLY SMOKES!

Let me tell you, the shopping is a lot harder than I thought it would be. I decided to put off my mission shopping until after I was done with school, and now I'm starting to think that might not have been the best idea.

Two weeks seemed like a whole lot longer before I was actually IN those two weeks. Ah well.
Every time I have been overwhelmed in life (usually this situation applies to school, but in this case it is getting everything ready for my mission), it always works out. The Lord works miracles, my friends. I know that this time before my mission will be stressful, but I have to remember to enjoy it, make the best of it, and remember to still spend time with friends and family.


In other news (Yes, I literally saw this on the news today)... Mount Etna in Sicily erupted. This is what it looked like.

...and OH MY GOODNESS. That is a lot of molten stuff. Hopefully I won't be seeing this in live action on my mission. Fingers crossed.

Volere è potere!

Teeth!

Well, as a lot of people know, before the mission you are supposed to have medical and dental things taken care of. I have been missing two teeth for a long time, and I needed dental implants (I have been wearing a retainer with fake teeth on it for a few years now). After years of waiting, I finally got them.  Thursday, February 21, 2012 I finally got dental implants! WOO! I am so happy I do not have to worry about my teeth! :)

(Without teeth)

(With teeth!!)

             (Yes, these are webcam...and not the best quality. But hey, you can see the teeth!)

   Ready to go to Italy with my new smile! :D 

30 days— Ahem, It’s Blog Time.

Today, something kind of big relating to my mission happened. Therefore, I decided today would be a good day to start the mission blog, because things leading up to the mission are important too! 

Well, today I got a call from the MTC. It was one of the teachers (Brother Taylor?), calling to see how well I speak Italian. Apparently they call everyone who has had Italian experience to see where they are at. Brother Taylor called in the morning while I was driving to the airport, and unfortunately that meant that I had to wait all day to actually have the conversation with him in Italian. I was a nervous wreck pretty much the rest of the day. Luckily, in Italian class at BYU, we have to speak forty minutes in Italian with another student each week, so I have had some practice. I also prayed that I would be comforted, and that I would be able to speak to the best of my ability. Heavenly Father let me know that no matter how well or poorly I did with this conversation, that I had no reason to worry. Heavenly Father would put me where I am supposed to be. Luckily, it went well.

Brother Taylor and I had a pretty good conversation in Italian, and afterwards he said that he was impressed with my handle on the language, and that I would be a really great help for my companion and district. Oh, well that is encouraging. Phew.

Anyway, thirty days until MTC time!

Right now I’m in block classes at BYU (Italian being one of those) that end on February 27^th. After that, it will be a mad dash to move out of the dorms, and really start getting all my things together to actually leave for the MTC.

Volere è potere! (Basically, “where there’s a will, there’s a way”)