Monday, March 31, 2014 5:26 AM Reflections. And Other Stuff.

You know what? I've been thinking this week. I do that, every so often. And this week, as I was thinking, my mind was being BLOWN. Because - you may want to prepare yourself for this, because it's about to get real - I AM IN POLAND. ON A MISSION.

Okay.

Am I the ONLY ONE freaking out right now?

My mind is blown. Let's reflect, little ducklings, upon my past life.

REFLECTIONS UPON SIOSTRA YOUNG'S PAST LIFE

I am the kid who was SO SCARED to talk to people, I made Annlie ask my teachers if I could use the bathroom back in elementary school. Yeah. That's a true story.

I am the kid who hated talking in class SO MUCH that my sophomore year of college (yes. SOPHOMORE YEAR of COLLEGE), when I was in a class where the teacher called on students randomly to make comments, I was literally sick every Tuesday and Thursday at 9 a.m. Like clockwork.

I am the kid who cried like a baby when my dad went on business trips for three or four days (and that didn't even happen very often), because I missed him so much. I would cry when he called each night. There were actual tears.

I am the kid who made plans to NOT go on a mission. If only so I didn't have to speak in church. And besides that, I didn't think I'd survive without my family for a year and a half. And I'm a picky eater.

Now, with ALL THAT in mind, let's reflect on my life now.

REFLECTIONS UPON SIOSTRA YOUNG'S CURRENT LIFE (AS OF ONE YEAR AGO)

I am living in Poland.

I am speaking Polish.

With Poles.

I talk to strangers BASICALLY all the time.

I have moved five times.

I have spoken with my family on the phone three times.

Haven't seen them at all.

I missed my sister's wedding.

I eat weird food.

Are we seeing the change here? Good. That's the point I am trying to illustrate. As I was thinking, I came to a conclusion. There are two constants in life. Just two of them. And this first is this:

CHANGE.

That is maybe my least favorite word in the whole dictionary. I am a creature of habit. I find my thing, and i do my thing, and THAT is how I do. I was born an English speaker. I quite enjoy speaking English. I was born in the US. It's a nice country. I LOVE living there. I eat my narrow selection of foods, I talk to my narrow selection of friends, and I go to my narrow selection life activities (n.p. school and work and my house). That is how I do. Boom, son. There she is. And then ALL the sudden, my life is QUITE different. I'm living in Poland, I am SO not with my family it isn't even funny, I'm talking to strangers all the time, I'm speaking Polish for Pete's sake. My life is VASTLY different now. And it just keeps changing, too! I'm CONSTANTLY changing investigators and cities and companions and branches. Change is ALL over the freakin' place. Because change is a constant.

However. I'm learning to be okay with change. I still don't love it. I'm not a huge fan. But I'm okay with it.

And do you know why?

The second constant.

THE GOSPEL.

No matter what the heck happens in my life, the Gospel is there. It doesn't change, it doesn't conform, it doesn't waver. It is ROCK SOLID.

And that's why I'm in Poland. I'm telling you, if there were ANY OTHER motivation for me being in Poland, I would've hit the bricks forever ago. The only thing that has kept me alive and relatively sane through this whole experience is the Gospel. (Which is good, because my mission is basically the Gospel plus Polish)

Being away from the places and people I love - yeah. That's hard. Of course it's hard! And changing the things I do everyday, and changing my very person - that's pretty freaking hard too. But in spite of all that, I'm really quite happy. Because of the Gospel. The Gospel is SO good. And I know that no matter what happens, as long as I've got the Gospel in my life, I'm going to be okay. I'm going to be TOTALLY fine. The Gospel keeps me grounded and happy and it just ROCKS. I never realized before, how good it really is. I mean, I liked it and everything. I had a testimony. If I didn't, I wouldn't have gone on a mission in the first place. And now, looking back on my life from the past year, I am SO GLAD I DID. Because out here, I've needed the Gospel in a way that I never needed it before. Because it's the only thing I have left from my life before. And my life before - it was really good. I was really happy. But I didn't understand the Gospel in the simple and practical way that I do now. I didn't see how it was a part of every facet of my life. And maybe that's because then, it wasn't. But going forward, I can see how the Gospel isn't even just a part of my life anymore. It IS my life. There isn't a single aspect of my life that isn't affected by it. That's something I NEVER want to forget.

That's another thing. I've been reading in First Nephi, and dang it - Laman and Lemuel are ALWAYS FORGETTING. They forget what the Lord has done for them, they forget their father and brother are prophets called of God, they forget they've seen a flipping angel. Forgetting isn't an active thing. It's not like you stop, and decide, "Alright. Starting NOW I'm going to forget." Forgetting is passive. It happens when we stop reminding ourselves - and reminding and remembering are DEFINITELY active things. You have to be working to remember.

I don't EVER want to forget the amazing experiences I've had. I don't EVER want to forget how the Gospel has blessed me here in Poland, and in my life before. I don't EVER want to forget how very blessed I am. I just don't want to forget.

And that means I'm going to have to work. And I am MORE than willing to work to remember. Because the Gospel is SO GOOD.

Anyways. Reflections.

And now, the promised Other Stuff.

I got to see/talk to some of my favorite missionaries this week! It was beautiful.

I discovered I love spinach. Mom - don't freak out.

My companion and I created our district band. We're going to rock the world.

I went to a primary activity! The first one our branch has EVER had. It was beautiful. I love children. SO MUCH. They are great little people.

The End!

I love you all EVER SO MUCH!

I apologize for the randomness of the email. It was just one of those days, you know? (I think I have "one of those days" every time I email ... Seriously. Apologies.)

Much love!

Siostra Young

Monday, March 24, 2014 3:51 AM Um. I've Been Turned Into A Cow. Can I Go Home?

Sister Young is HOME. In WARSZAWA. And she is the HAPPIEST of all the clams! Or rather, cows. But that's fine. Guess what. I love Warsaw so much. I do. I love it. What? I know. I know. I didn't love it. And now I do. Can I tell you what I think? I think that God snatched me out of Warsaw for that week in Gdańsk (which will be discussed further later on - patience, dzieci) to make me love Warsaw. Because I think I'm here for the duration. And I think he wanted me to love it here, because 6 months is a LONG time to spend somewhere you don't like. That's what I think. But czas pokaże. To znaczy, time will tell. (More specifcally, Saturday April 12 will tell. Can you believe transfers calls are in two and half weeks? That right there - that is supes cray cray.)

And NOW. My life. Last week.

I stayed in Gdańsk until Thursday, at which point I gleefully (yes - gleefully) boarded a train headed for Warszawa (okay. Actually. It was headed for Kraków - sick SICK joke - and stopped in Warszawa on the way down. I DEFINITELY considered staying on the train. But I decided Prez probably wouldn't be the BIGGEST fan of that idea. And so, like a good little missionary who follows orders, I got off in Warszawa). That was nice. Let's see ... What happened in Gdańsk ... You know? Not a WHOLE lot. Monday we wandered the Stare Miasto (to znaczy, old town) and soaked up the classiness that is a beautiful Polish city. We had District Meeting on Tuesday. We had English on Wednesday. Nothing overly exciting. Oh! But hey! One of the starsi in Gdańsk is from NORWAY! Yeah. Dude. Norway. I love the foreigners. They're very exciting people.

So anyways. HOME AGAIN.

The night of my return, we went out and visited a less active and her family. She asked us to come out and teach her 7 year old daughter the Plan of Salvation to prep her for baptism this summer. How precious is that? Anyways. They are a SUPER cool family. And they would be SO ROCK SOLID if they lived closer! They live about an hour and a half to two hours (depending on which bus you take) outside of Warsaw, which makes getting to church a little difficult. But they're SO cool, and we love them SO much! And guess what? Some of them were at church yesterday! Namra (the mom) brought Vanessa and Jakub (the two dzieci) to church! Gah! We were SO EXCITED! They are wonderful. Also - fun fact - Namra told me I look European, and have good Polish. Boom son! I love America - it's a beautiful place. I'm a big fan. But yeah, I'm okay with looking European. Because Europe is one classy continent. ... Alright. Moving on.

Friday night we met with this AWESOME family in the branch - the Mastroiani (I know - I SLAUGHTERED the spelling on that one ...) family. They're Brazilian. Cool, right? Right. And you know what's even cooler? They made us Brazilian food for dinner. It was DELICIOUS. Mmmm. I love being fed by members who know how to cook. It was so much fun. They're such a great family! They have three kids, and they rock. I was talking to Amy - the youngest one, 9 years old - and she was showing us her room and this Disney princess poster she has. So I asked who her favorite was, and she was like, "Guess!" So I was like, "Okay ... Jasmine?" And then she was like, "*gasp!* You KNOW THEIR NAMES?" And I was like, "Um, YES!" Silly dziecko. Of COURSE I know their names! Then she tested my knowledge on princess names. I passed with flying colors. Naturally. She was CRAZY impressed. So later, when we were leaving, she was like, "Hey." And I was like, "Hey!" And she was like, "I like you. Because you're normal. And funny. And you know the names of the princesses, and you think Snow White's voice is annoying too." Then she hugged me. Gah! It was ADORABLE. So that was a delightful evening.

Sunday was SO GOOD. Church was beautiful yesterday. Four of the missionaries spoke (Elders Wride, Dodge, Lanham, and Vernon) and they SMASHED it. They did so good. I was so proud. And there were a TON of random people in Warsaw (naprzykład, the Zalewski family of Bydgoszcz - WOO HOO! I got to hear Prezydent Zalewski's ever so unique way of saying "amen" again! It brought me joy. And he told me I could come back to B-Town. Wouldn't that be nice!, Lydia Kagele, Wojciech z Łodzi, and also Milena and Ewa from Łódź)! That was SO FUN! I love seeing my peeps. Church was just beautiful yesterday.

Also, before church started, the office elders brought me a package from my fam! HELLO the day just got better. Didn't think it was possible, and then BOOM. The day got better.

Let's see ... What else happened of note ....

Listen, I'm sorry. I feel like this email is VERY scattered. Sometimes, emailing is just a lot of work. And requires a lot of effort. And coherency. And sometimes as a missionary, the desire to be coherent when you don't have to be is a little bit lacking. I think my brain is fried. My mission has scrambled my little brain.

Oh. Right. On Saturday we did service for this lady named Ania. We washed her windows. It was actually super awesome. It just feels SO GOOD to do something nice for someone else! And it feels extra good when they appreciate it. Let's be real here - doing missionary work is doing nice things for others 24/7 (it doesn't get nicer than preachin' the G!). But we're the only ones who know that it's nice. Everyone else thinks it's annoying and/or dumb. Which is unfortunate. So doing nice things that people appreciate - that feels pretty darn good.

That's maybe everything.

Seriously. I'm sorry this email is a lame-fest! I need to work on my email skills. I feel like they're sliding RIGHT down hill.

So yep.

Much love!

Siostra Young

Monday, March 17, 2014 6:16 AM Suprise! (Get That Corn Outta My Face!)

Well. This week was FULL of surprises. And sometimes they were good surprises! And sometimes, they were not. And sometimes, I wanted to whack the imaginary corn out of someone's imaginary hand. But I didn't. So props to me for that. ... Anyways ...

A List Of Surprises In Sister Young's Life Last Week

1. SURPRISE! Sister Lenhart!

Tuesday morning, we're just having a normal morning. Studyin'. Lovin' life. Doin' our thang. And then, what do you know, President Edgren calls. And informs us that we will be joined by Sister Lenhart at District Meeting, because her comp Sister Tobler was going to the hospital because the day before she lost all sensation in the right half of her body. Good call, Prez. Good call. Get the girl to the hospital. So THEN we had an extra companion starting Tuesday at District Meeting, and continuing on until teraz. But more on that later. But yeah. That was an interesting turn of events! It was kinda strange, being in a companionship with two of my companions at the same time. I gotta say, I am NOT a big fan of threesomes. They're awkward. Even when you love BOTH of your companions VERY MUCH. They're just awkward.

2. SURPRISE! We Got To Teach Young Men And Young Women's!

(Well. This wasn't technically a surprise, in the normal sense of the word. To znaczy, we knew about this a couple weeks ago ... but I thought it was email worthy. So it's going to be a fake surprise.)
We taught YM/YW! It was fun! We talked about ... drum roll please ... MISSIONARY WORK! Naturally. We're missionaries. That's what we DO. So yeah! That was really cool! We taught with Elders Cieślak and Stockford. It turned out really good, and they learned and had a good time, so we are counting it as SUCCESS!

3. SURPRISE! Wojtek Is An Awesome Ward Mission Leader!

We had a meeting with Wojtek, our new ward (cough cough I mean branch) mission leader. And he is so cool! And SUPER pumped about missionary work! Warsaw II, what is THAT?! Our branch - man - it is SO FUNCTIONING. It brings me great joy.

4. SURPRISE! Our Plans All Got Seriously Botched!

We had plans for a lesson with an investigator named Maria and a less active named Namra. And then NONE OF IT WORKED OUT.

Yeah. That was a shame. The bus didn't leave at the right time, and the tram was late, and there was a whole bunch of junk going on that quite sufficiently killed all our beautiful plans. That was a shame.

5. SURPRISE! My Brother Got His Mission Call Before I Was Told He Would!

I was told last week that Will's mission call wasn't coming until next week. So that's what I was all prepared for. I was sad. But that was life. And it's fine. I could wait one more week. So I emailed Sister Tueller (who I had worked EVERYTHING out with - I was going to have my parents email her and then she was going to call me and tell me where the boy baby is going) and told her, Hey, we'll do this NEXT week! And then. Wednesday morning. I'm getting ready to get in the shower. And Sister Mikalauska knocks on the door, and is like, "Sister Tueller is on the phone for you, Sister Young." And I'm like, "Um, WHAT?!" So now I'm freaking out. Of course. So Sister Tueller explains he got his call and tells me where the cute little dziecko is going and when (Portland Oregon Spanish speaking, leaves July 2) and then I FREAKED OUT a lot, and it was all very VERY exciting! Woo hoo! I'm SO EXCITED FOR HIM! He's going to be SO good! I'm freakin' out, man! And I'm annoyed I'm missing him. Obviously. Three and a half years is FOR-FREAKING-EVER. But it's okay. I'm proud of him!

6. SURPRISE! Blueberry Pierogi Are Delicious!

We had lunch with our cute litle district (who I am starting to love! Yay!) at Zapiecek (Zapiecek! - Every time Elder Ceislak says Zapiecek he says it with a really excited voice. That I mimmicked for you. Sorry, typing doesn't do very good with mimmicking ...). Sister Mikalauska and I split a plate of ruskie pierogi and a plate of blueberry and strawberry pierogi in vanilla sauce. And DUDE. Those blueberry pierogi were SO GOOD. My life has been changed by them. Only downside - they make your mouth a very VIOLENT shade of blue. So blue teeth are fun. Right? ... Sure. Right.

7. SURPRISE! Sister Young Is Going To Gdańsk!

Sister Young is doing WHAT now? Yeah. So that was a REALLY big surprise. Thursday President called and said he needs sisters back in Gdańsk, and asked if I would be willing to go up with Sister Lenhart on Friday. And of course I said yes. You can't say no. That would be weird. And wrong. So I said yes. And I was a little bit excited about it, because I've never been to Gdańsk before, and I wasn't WILD about Warszawa to begin with, and I was missing the north zone something FIERCE. But also, I was not overly excited about it. Because Warszawa is where I'm SUPPOSED to be. It just feels weird being somewhere else. Also, we don't know how long I'll be here. To znaczy, I am currently in Gdańsk. It's all very weird. I know.

8. SURPRISE! Sister Young Got To Go To BYDGOSZCZ For 10 Beautiful Minutes!

On our way to Gdańsk on Friday we stopped through Bydgoszcz for 10 minutes to drop off a box of ulotki with the Zone Kings, so we got to stand on BYDGOSZCZ cement for 10 minutes! It was beautiful. I shed a tear of a joy. I love that city so much. And we got to talk to Elders Kotter and White for a minute! Or possibly 20ish. But whatever! It was awesome! I love those starsi!

9. SURPRISE! Sister Young Is Still In Gdańsk!

Yep. Still here. For who knows how long. It's been a PRETTY cray-cray week.

But yeah. That's all.

Whoo. Just writing up this email has been exhausting.

Love you all!
Siostra Young

Also. Brief shout out.
WILLIAM! CONGRATS, BROTHER! I AM SO SO SO SO PROUD OF YOU! AND OREGON IS SO SO LUCKY TO HAVE YOU! YOU ROCK!

Monday, March 10, 2014 6:26 AM Little Fish in a BIG WARSZAWA

Well. This city. She is a VERY new experience in the life of Sister Young. It's huge. This city is SO BIG. I've served in the three biggest cities in Poland (Warszawa, Kraków, and Łódź), but the other two were NOTHIN' compared to this! And I don't even see that much of it! Man. This is craziness. But it's fine.

So. Mom and Dad had about 37 million questions between the two of them, so I'll try best as I can to answer the big ones in this email. If I don't answer them all ... Well. I'm sorry. I'm trying though!

The City.

Warszawa is big. As previously stated. Still not sure how I feel about it, but there you go. We DO have the metro, and I thoroughly enjoy that. If I think about the fact that it's underground and there's no escape and I might run out of air and die down there for too long, I get a little freaked out. But generally speaking, it's really nice! There are a gazillion malls here. That's good. And bad. Because I can't be buying things. I'm not made of money! And yet ... There are a gazillion malls so ... It's a struggle. Let's leave it at that. It's not an UGLY city, exactly. It's no Kraków, THAT'S for sure. But it's ALSO no Łódź ... So I guess we'll just say she's not too hard on the eyes and leave it at that.

The Comp.

Sister Mikalauska is SO GREAT. I love her. She's so funny. And such a good missionary. And really good with people. We get along REALLY well, which I'm very grateful for. Let's see, what else to say ... She's trying to make me be healthy (HA! Right, right?). And guess what? It's working. We go jogging every morning. It makes me suicidal. But then I'm glad I did it, and I don't commit suicide, so life is really quite good! And we eat a TON of fruits and veggies. And guess what? I LOVE vegetables. When did THAT happen? It's freaky. I know.

The Branch.

Oh man. This branch is massive. There are SO many people. And several American families. One of which had us over for dinner last night. And do you KNOW what we ate? Steak. STEAK. I HAVEN'T HAD STEAK IN OVER A YEAR! It was the best night of my life. And then we had red velvet cake for desert. It was LITERALLY the best night of my life. And on Saturday, we got to go their son's baptism! His name is Finn and he's eight, and SO stinking cute. It was the first baptism I've been to in Poland. And it wasn't even a Polish person getting baptized. So that's interesting. But you know what? God doesn't care if it's a Pole or an American getting baptized, because we're ALL His children, and He loves EACH of us. So it was VERY EXCITING all the same! I love the Gospel.

The Investigators.
Well. We have one who's pretty solid. Her name is Żywia. She's SUPER cool. And REALLY nice. Also, she has crazy hair. There are green and pink and yellow streaks in it. But hey - do what you want! It's cool! She's really interested in being baptized, but she said she's not ready just yet. We'll keep working on it - she'll get there! And she was in church yesterday, so THAT rocked!

The District.

There are 6 of us. It's good. You know, at the start of every transfer I'm a little unsure about the people in my district. And then it always ends up being super awesome! So if that pattern continues, all will be well.

The ... Umm ... Mieszkanie.

Yeah. Our apartment is nice! We live nice and close to the metro, so that's convenient. Also we have a balcony with a couple couches on it. I imagine when things get warmer (but not TOO warm ... I don't want another summer like last year.) those will be LOVELY.

The Zone Conference.
We had Zone Conference last week! It was SO great! It really was though. They shared good ideas and testimony meeting was awesome and the lunch was delicious. And I got to see some of my Łódź people! Elders Pieper and Gibby! Woo hoo! Talking to them was SO FUN! And Elder Gibby was like, "Sister Young - Łódź misses you." FETCH, Elder Gibby! What are you doing, man? I'm gonna cry! I love Łódź! And those people there! Good grief. It was adorable. I also got to see those cute Tuellers! I tell you - I love them! Senior couples are the BEST things EVER.

The Spirit Fest.

So. I had an experience. A cool one.
The other day, I was wondering why life had to be so hard. (And by life, I mean everything. Not just missionary work. Even though that's heckah hard too. But anyways. Life is hard.) And I was getting frustrated. You know, I'm trying. I'm trying REALLY hard. I'm doing my best. Why can't things be easier? Why does life have to be so exhausting? And why is it so hard to be happy sometimes? Life is hard, and sometimes, that makes happiness hard too. I was at a loss. I didn't know what to do. Things just weren't making sense. So I opened my scriptures, and read some verses. And they were really good. They were. Some of my favorites. But they all said the same thing: life is hard, and it's supposed to be hard. Things will get better eventually, but for now, you've just got to deal with the fact that life is hard. And it's true. Life IS hard. It IS supposed to be that way. But that's not exactly comforting, is it? So I kept searching. And I wandered upon John 16:33. Which talks about how there will be tribulation in this life, but we are commanded to be of good cheer, because the Savior overcame the world. THAT'S what I needed to hear. That verse didn't say anything contrary to the others. Life is still hard. There are still tribulations. It stinks, but there you go. However, we need to keep in mind that the Savior overcame the world for us. He wants us to be happy. He wants ME to be happy. So in the face of trials, you just have to smile and find things to be happy about in spite of it all.

So yeah. That was really cool. I don't know if it came across as cool as it was. But whatever! It's all good.

LOVE YOU ALL! (Especially my DARLING little rodzina! Mom, Dad, Emily, Will, Babska, J-Man - I love you peeps. SO DARN MUCH.)

Peace, dzieci. Peace.

 Siostra Young

Monday, March 03, 2014 5:17 AM And Thus It Begins

Week One w Warszawie. In progress. And I'm GUESSING (this isn't super legit - I don't know everything - this is simply a guess) that I'm going to be here for the duration. To znaczy, until August. So. I'm going to try really hard to think this place is awesome.

Let's see ... Interesting things that happened ...

Oh, right. I left Bydgoszcz. That was interesting (to say the very least.. If I wanted a more appropriate word, I might go for "depressing". But we'll stick with "interesting". Interesting can have a good connotation, right?). Man. Leaving Bydgoszcz STINKS. That was maybe my least favorite transfer of all my life. I just really love it there. A lot. I love it a lot. And leaving things we love - that is not fun. But it's all good. Leaving home wasn't easy either, because as much as I love Bydgoszcz, I definitely love home more. And I've survived, haven't I? I'm still kicking, aren't I? So it's okay! It'll all be okay. But I didn't leave Bydgoszcz until Wednesday - I'm getting ahead of myself.

On Tuesday we got to have District Meeting. We don't normally have District Meeting the week of transfers, but we did this week, and I am SO GRATEFUL for that. It was SO NICE to spend one last District Meeting with that District that I love so much. Elder Swicegood did a super awesome job (as per usual), and I learned something new (that's always fun), and I got to play the piano (an activity I thoroughly enjoy) - basically it was just good. We had lunch after with Elders Swicegood and Retallick. That was SUPER fun. Dang it, I just love that stupid district! Why does this district changing crap have to happen, anyways? I am not a fan.

We had dinner with the Kagele's. It was DELICIOUS. Sloppy joes and brownies and ice cream. I basically died. It was so wonderful. They Kagele family is SO COOL. I love them. I'm gonna miss them too.

That night was my last call in to Elder Swicegood in Bydgoszcz. That was tragedy. We played 20 Questions. It was really fun. He chose really hard things. What a punk.

I left Bydgoszcz the next day. That was DUMB. The elders (bless their cute little hearts) helped us with all our luggage, since we both left and we would have DIED without help. Elders rock. Elders Swicegood and White both agreed that I had downsized and my suitcases were significantly lighter than last time, but they said I still have too much crap. ... They're right. But downsizing is HARD! Elder Retallick and I were on the same train into Warszawa (he passed through on his way to Lublin), and that was fun. He is hilarious.

And then BOOM. I ended up in Warszawa. Where I remain until this exact moment. And for the foreseeable future.

So far it's okay. I don't hate it. It's VERY different from all the other cities I've been in - THAT'S for sure. But it's okay. I really like the metro. Having a metro is VERY cool. The branch seems good. I really like Sister Mikalauska - she's awesome. The district has potential.

Fun Fact - Remember how Sister Young hates change? Yeah. Well. She ended up in Warszawa (HELLO change!) and then they split her new district (change - is that you again?), and put her into a new zone that was just created from a split of the Warszawa Zone (man, this change crap has GOT to stop). So here we are. I am living in a change fest. I probably should learn to be okay with that. ... Or maybe not. Good grief.

Thursday was Tłusty Czwartek. To znaczy, Fat Thursday. We ate pączki. (Just like a good missionary ought to do in Poland. When in Rome, right?) Elder Stockford (Mr. District Leader) wanted our district to eat 100 pączki (which comes down to 10 per person - of course, this was before the district split. We only have 3 companionships now). To "create district unity". We were like, "GROSS. That is SO MANY PĄCZKI." So. We ate eight. ... Each. NEVER AGAIN. That was SO MANY PĄCZKI. Disgusting. It was disgusting. I am sick with myself this exact second for eating so many pączki. (A pączek is a doughnut. But it's bigger than an American doughnut, and it's full of filling and doesn't have a hole in the middle.) So that was a gross experience.

I think that was all the interesting stuff of the week. So yeah. That's all.

Love you all!

Siostra Young

John 16:33