Sister Kate Vann : I'm a bad luck boboaca and my companion is a gypsy

This week has been a little crazy. On Tuesday, Sora Jerez was playing around with one of our young women and fell and fractured her foot. The elders had to carry her from the chapel to the taxi and then from the taxi into the hospital (which was a little sketchy to be honest). Once we got to the hospital, they told us that only one of us could go back with her, which created a problem because I don't know the language and she was pretty out of it. So Elder Robinson went back with her instead; which left me and his companion Elder Dixon waiting for them outside. Gasp! I was alone with an Elder! It was quite an interesting experience.

It's been super interesting trying to do stuff with Sora Jerez on crutches. But we had some cool experiences this week and some funny ones too. We had a really good lesson with a less active, Larisa, who told us she has a hard timing believing the Book of Mormon is true. We were able to explain to her using psych comparisons (her major) that she needed to experiment with it. She needed to read it and pray about it and that we knew if she did that she would come to know that it was true and her proof would be how she felt when she prayed. I know I have done that and that's how I know that the Book of Mormon is true.

This week, President had wanted us all to try really hard to get a new investigator. So we made a goal to do that. Well, with all the craziness this week when it came to planning for Saturday, we realized we hadn't been able to do that yet. We really only could meet with one other person on Saturday because we already had other things going on. We decided to pray and ask Heavenly Father who we could teach on Saturday so that we could get a new investigator. Afterwards, Sora Jerez felt like we should go talk to a guy that she had met on the bus, named Andrew. As she told me about him, I felt the spirit let me know that that was the right thing to do. We were able to meet with him Saturday and talk to him about our purpose in life and asked him if he would be interesting in learning about the church and taking the lessons and he said yes! It was such an awesome experience for me to know that Heavenly Father is aware of every single one of us and he will always answer our prayers!

Funny story time: So there are a lot of gypsies here. They general are pretty poor and ask for money all the time. They also have darker skinner. Sora Jerez's father is from Columbia so she has darker skin. Sometimes gypsies will have crutches or wrapped up legs or arms or something when they are asking for money. (apparently some gypsie parents will actually break their kids legs to help get money, but moving on). So people seriously think Sora Jerez is a gypsie! She's had a couple people shake their finger at her when she tried to talk to them because they think she is going to ask them for money (annoying) and always there are some gypsies that we pass on our way to our bus stop. This morning they started talking to her (which never happens). We joked that they have accepted her now she is offically a gypsie.

Also last thing: here in the mission they call new missionaries boboaca or boboac which means like a duckling. The morning that Sora Jerez broke her foot we were talking to the Sister Training Leaders and they were like something awesome is going to happen today. Boboacas are good luck! So I joked with Sora Jerez afterwards that I'm a bad luck boboaca.