Hello Friends and Family!
Well, I've officially survived my first week in Romania! I have been assigned to Constanța for the next 11 weeks. Constanța is a little community next to the Black Sea and it is beautiful! My first companion/trainer is Sora Koth and she is amazing! She is so talented with the language and talks to everyone. It's been great to have her as my companion and as my friend.
First off, I'm sorry there are no pictures! I have to get a card reader and I haven't had a chance yet. I'll be sending pictures next week. However, that doesn't mean I don't have plenty of stories!!
I'm a Boboaca
In Romanian they have a word for new missionaries and it's "boboaca" meaning little duckling. So, I'm a little duckling for the next 11 weeks! Although, all of the members say that I don't look, speak, or act like a boboaca. They're so nice!
Sora C! That is a bad word...
So, in Romania they have something called curent which is like their version of being superstitious. Now, it's like 1000 degrees here in Constanța, but it's the Fall. Regardless, all the older women say you have to wear tights with your skirts or your uterus is going to freeze and you'll be infertile the rest of your life. Well, I wasn't wearing tights and we went and visited this older woman [we'll call her Sora C] and Sora C was speaking very rapidly in Romanian, but I kept picking up this one word that is not very nice, but I figured it meant something different in Romanian...? It did not. Because I wasn't wearing tights she was going off in Romanian about how I would never have children and how I was a crazy something not very nice and all this stuff. It was hilarious! This woman looks like a little garden gnome and yet she has the fire of a dragon. So cute. Every time my companion would try to talk to her, she was like "No! Let the boboaca speak!" And I'm over here like "I know nothing in Romanian..."
Come back tomorrow for free Schwarma
Sora Koth took me to this AMAZING schwarma place in Centru and while we were there, the restaurant owner kept coming over and looking at the Book of Mormon on our table. In my broken Romanian I asked if he knew what it was and he said he didn't, so I started telling him all about it. He liked it so much that he invited Sora Koth and I to come back the next day and tell him all about it over a free lunch. So, when we came back, he had a full course meal laid out for us! It was so kind! Then we spent the next hour or so talking about scriptures and religion - definitely a weekly highlight.
Sir, I need my personal space
Out here in Romania, being blonde is not very common. At all. When we were cleaning the church on Saturday, this very drunk gypsy man came up to me and was like "Blonda! Blonda!" and he touched my hair and kissed my hand and it was all very awkward because I'm just like "okay, sir, that is my hair and my hand. I felt like Kusco from the Emporer's New Groove: No touchy! No touch.
Anyways, I hope you enjoyed this weeks email! I love and miss you all so much! Hopefully next week I'll send pictures :)