Monday, June 30, 2014

#9 - The Lord Works In Mysterious Ways

Modern Day Miracles?

We have seen miracles this week. Not anything extreme, but miracles nonetheless.

We have been trying to find more people to teach. We knocked on many many doors last week to find people, and this week we've been trying to organize the information that we have in the area book from past missionaries so we can contact those people and see whether or not they are still interested. Lots of names are from a year or more ago. They're pretty old and need to get cleaned up. So a big focus this week has just been trying to clean up the area book. We're well on our way! It's great being able to narrow down the list of people to see so you aren't just bogged down with lists of names that you don't even know if they live there anymore.

Exchanges also happened this week and this was the first time I went out and worked for a day with the Sister training leader. It's great because I already know the Sister training leader because she's Sister Christianson and she lives with us in the apartment! So things were very comfortable, though at the same time I was nervous because it was all on me to come up with who to try, where to go, what times to try, everything like that, because I'm the only one who knows the area at that point. I also was entrusted as the designated driver for the day; I've never driven on my mission yet. I'm used to being the navigator and I was afraid I wouldn't know where places were or how to get there without Sister Easter! But I did fine; it was good.

Sister Christianson and I taught three, let me say that again, three lessons that Friday. We haven't been getting 'any' lessons. What was different? Why did we get those lessons that day? Well, first off, it was because we were trying with literally everyone on the list instead of trying to add more to the list who might be more reliable and keen about learning the gospel more regularly than our current people we're teaching. But, more than that, I learned the importance of persistence while you are in person with someone. With all three lessons, at first they were like 'oh, we're busy, gonna do laundry, gonna leave soon, etc,' but Sister Christianson pushed them and asked politely if we could just share a short message. And if they stood by that, she would have them set up a return appointment. This is so key, and we haven't been doing this. It's such a pain to try and drop in on people if you forget to set up appointments. So being persistent, that's what I learned from exchanges.

There was a baptism Saturday, not our investigator, but Elder Schneringer (Shorter) and Elder Davis's (Taller) investigator. 

These Elders are our zone leaders and I love them both. They're great Elders!

And these two ladies, (the one in the dress is already a member) they have been trying to quit smoking before the baptism (of course) and they shared the experience of 'we were having a craving and we put on some gospel music and the craving went away.' Awesome! So excited to have them in the ward.

And then there's something else that happened on Saturday that was glorious and had Sister Easter and I jumping up and down, buuuuut I'm going to have to be mean and save that story for the next blog entry because it's quite extensive and requires blog entree all its own. It's the story about someone who I've decided to call Smiles. You'll hear about him next week.

And we sang in sacrament, all of the missionaries this Sunday! The classic missionary song "As Sisters in Zion We'll Bring the World His Truth." It was so good!

Anyway, here is the main story I want to tell you about.

Now, I unfold unto you a mystery; nevertheless, there are many mysteries which are kept, that no one knoweth them save God himself, (Alma 40:3)

It's no secret that our investigators that we are teaching, well, we haven't really been getting any lessons with them. We had come to the conclusion that they might need some space, that we need to drop them temporarily. We were having a lesson over the phone when Sister Easter asked, "do you have a picture of Christ?" And he said "No, but it'd be really nice to have one."

That sparked the idea. We decided we would give three particular investigators pictures of Christ that we put together that had a unique scripture applicable to them, just as a nice thing. 

We doorbell ditched Smiles's picture first, then we gave Tracy her picture. We decided not to doorbell ditch that one. Then the last one was an older and super nice Native American women we've been teaching that is retiring soon and we just haven't been able to get in with her. We put it on her porch and ran for it! We peeked around and someone was out on the porch! Time to split!

A day later when we were texting people to possibly set up appointments with them, we got this text from her:

Did you stop last night? Someone left a picture of Jesus on the porch. It was serene. Our son was here from Fargo and he found it. It felt like Jesus was talking to me and he asked me, "Have you forgotten me?" So I lit a candle and said a prayer. Thank you.

We... didn't know what do say. ...All this time... we thought the picture was for Smiles. He hasn't said anything about his picture. But all this time, it's clear that this was really meant for her. The Holy Ghost planted the idea knowing it was a righteous thing that would do much good, but we had no idea how much it would impact this women. I've never had such a pin point experience before of how the spirit can take something inspired by and for a specific thing and use it for a different purpose. We sent a simple text back:

"We're so glad you had that experience. The Lord truly does work in mysterious ways."

The spirit is the means whereby any and everything about missionary work is accomplished. I'm so grateful for the gift of the Holy Ghost.

Until next time, when I tell you about Smiles!


Meet the minnionaries! 


Sister Easter's mother had way too much fun putting these together!

#8 - Tracting Trials


Oh, I forgot to say last week, I got a new purse! Which I like better than my old one anyway. 

So fear not! I have not been dragging around a broken purse like a dog on a leash that has no motivation to get up and go. 

And also, family sized cereal boxes are meant for scriptures, just sayin.

This Week's Missionary Life

So this week has been successful, but not in the way that we originally planned. We were hoping for more lessons this week, but they didn't really happen. We had two total lessons this week, and one of them was a dinner appointment and during the other one we had to put that investigator into formers. I have faith in him though. I'll explain his story at a later time.

No, we didn't have a lot of lessons this week. And no, our investigators that we currently have are not progressing as well as we would like. It makes us sad and it is frustrating because you feel helpless. And you just have to remember that everything happens for a reason, even if it seems like it brings them needless unhappiness and grief. The Lord knows the big picture. We have to trust that things will work out for the benefit of everyone in the long run.

Trailer Park Tracting

So what did we do this week? We tracted, we knocked on doors. We picked a trailer park, a big one, over 500 trailers and we've knocked on almost every door. We decided to go back to this trailer park now that two month or so have passed since Sister Easter and her previous companion before me went here and they were totally being followed by this dude, car and car following action. So that kinda freaked them out. And the trailer park as so many hidden bumps, they were just hitting all of them in their haste to lose him! It wasn't long before they did, but still, freaks you out. But, nothing like that happened this week! So we're good.

We knocked on over 500 doors. When we go tracting, usually every one in three or four doors answers, and of those people who answer, about one out of fifteen people are interested in some way shape or form. At least, that's my average estimate based on my experience tracting here in Bismark. Do the math if you want, but we found six people who are potentially interested this week, and really about two or three are pretty promising as far as week can tell. So that's the fruits of a pretty solid week of knocking on doors! 

Oh, and we did give out four Book of Mormons. So that's pretty cool!

It's been great tracting that trailer park though. I've loved it because there's so much variety in trailer parks. 

Some trailers the paint is PEEL-ING and it smells like festering cat waste mixed with other waste and the blinds are brown with dust and you wonder if anyone even lives there. 

Others are really cute, clean and decorated with nice cute flowers and nick knacks. 

And most others are in the middle, not horrible to look at but at the same time, it's not very appealing to the eyes to see a mattress pressed up against the window, or blanket blinds, things like that. 

And sometimes you walk up and it's like you're in a jungle it's so over grown. 

And some have really cute fences. 

And others have duct tape on their front door to keep one of the pieces there. 

And some steps are really sketchy, whether it be because it's rotting, or missing a beam or two, or a rusty metal portable thing of steps. 

And lots of pets, a nice variety of dogs and cats. We had an adorable cat love us and when we started walking away it started following us, and even looked back at me to see if I was coming. 

And there was a husky tied to the front of a trailer and it sat there and I though it was a statue.. and this husky has the most dignified and beautifully fearsome stare. And I thought it was a statue, but it looked so real... and a bit of fear crept up in me at the thought it was real and was a powerful animal who could possibly attack us! It looked so beautifully menacing, it struck fear into my heart ok! And then it moved and we were like Whoa! And this dog, my goodness, it's beautiful. And it was so adorable, it was going in slow barking excited circles and it at one point got up on its hind legs and was waving its front paws at us! It was so cute! We didn't go up and pet it though, just in case. But it was cool and cute.

It's interesting some of the responses you get when you go tracting. And another thing about tracting that I personally believe is, you're either going to talk to someone who is interested or who is not. It doesn't really matter a whole lot what you say. I mean, it does, but it doesn't at the same time. 

My point is, if you say "Hi, we're missionaries from The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints. We're here knocking on people's doors and inviting them to hear a simple and unique message about Jesus Christ. Is that something you'd be interested in?" they are either going to be interested or not. There's not much else you can say if they're not interested in the first place to get them interested. So I've stopped worrying about thinking of new approaches. Maybe later I'll feel different? But idk.

Anyway, there was a lady who we said who we were and she said, "Oh, I'm sorry for you." ...Uh. ...What do you say to that? lol "Oh, it's ok-" "I've studied with them before, and I won't ever make that mistake again. Bye," and she closed the door. And she was super nice about it but... yeah, I wonder what happened that made her feel sorry for us. 

Oh, and we were just walking and these people were outside talking and a lady in the group when we said hello just straight up asked us if we wanted a beer. lol Oh man, and there was one day where we went and we went in the afternoon between two and four and we knocked on every door of the street and there was NO one who answered! My goodness! Bad time of day to tract, granted, but we would usually get at least one answer! Oh well.

But probably my favorite moment tracting here was when we started talking to a crowd of people out in front of a trailer. There are lots of people hear who hang out in front of their houses with other people and lots of kids riding bikes in the street around seven, eight at night. Still sunny at that time, it doesn't set in the summer till past nine. One little boy riding his bike almost hit our going-two-miles-an-hour car! But I digress. My favorite moment this week as far as talking to people was in front of this house where they were having a going away party for someone at work. They hadn't started drinking yet! Woo! And we talked to one person, and then another dude came and was like, 'what are ya talkin' about? Oh, preach to me!' And was like, joking noticeably, but he listened. And then another dude came up and basically did the same thing, except he was way more interested. He had a lot of questions, and then another guy came up and said, "This is a beautiful religion. I know about it and it is beautiful. I'm catholic, but both believe in God," etc. And it was really cool to hear that. And just, all of these men had different personalities that just shone and it was so nice to talk conversationally about what we believe and their experiences and answer questions. It felt like I was back at the little Circle K, with real people, with real interest, with real laughs, with real words and real experiences and opinions, just, 'real' people. And I really love real people. I try to love fake people, but it's kind of 'real'ly hard, if you know what I mean. So, it was really nice to be with real people. It made me happy. And we gave a Book of Mormon and a Restoration pamphlet and a card with our phone number on it (the triple threat as I affectionately refer to this package deal as) to the guy who had a lot of questions. It was really neat.

I pray that our investigators have a desire to change and come closer to Christ. I really care about them and want them to have peace in their lives which the gospel can surely bring them. We will see what happens with them. I'll give you an update next week as always. Until then, enjoy some pictures of the slightly sketchy Centennial Trailer Park.

Monday, June 16, 2014

#7 - A Child's Love

"Improvement and progression have one eternal round" (Hymn 284: If You Could Hie to Kolob).

This quote has been prominent in my head in my mission thus far and I think it will continue to be in my mind often as my mission continues. I'm not exactly sure why it's been so stuck in my head, but I know it applies to how I feel about missionary work in general. Sometimes I don't improve as fast as I would like. Sometimes I don't see progress in investigators for a long while. But once you do, it's a wonderful thing, though it can sometimes pass by unnoticed because of the truth of this saying, or in other words, the common phrase of 'there's always room for improvement.' We are constantly improving ourselves little by little, and once a step of progression is reached, then you can move on to the next step, but only if you have reached that first one prior.

This week I have finally seen a large sense of improvement in the lessons that we have taught, both in the investigators and in our teaching. Sometimes it just takes time, but it happens eventually. It's rewarding to see and I'm so glad I can be refreshed by seeing improvement. 

This week we did a lot of service, so we didn't tract as much. That is a big focus this week, finding more people to teach. We need a larger teaching pool. I pray that the Lord will put those who are prepared in our path so we may teach them, just as he has with the investigators we are currently teaching. There are four main people we are teaching right now, but I will for now only tell you about one of them and wait for stories to develop more concerning our other investigators.

"Whosoever therefore shall humble himself as this little child, the same is the greatest in the kingdom of heaven" (Matthew 18:4).

Do you remember me talking previously about the eight-year-old who was reading the index of the Book of Mormon, but who we had to teach him the story of Adam and Eve? This is a story about him and his family. Because these are real people but I have not been given permission to use their real names, I will call the eight-year-old we are teaching Adam, because of how curious God-loving he is. When he turned eight, before we taught him, he told his mom, who is has not raised her three boys (Adam being the oldest) in any religion, he told her, "I want to learn about Jesus."

His mother was raised catholic, but she was forced into the religion and she doesn't want to do that to her kids. She wants them to make their own decisions. She is one of the greatest mothers, I know she is, I can see it every time we visit. I will call her Tire Swing Tracy, because she showed us a video not to long ago of her and her boys playing on the tire swing and the park and she lost her balance and fell off. We all laughed, and it is the best thing to hear those three little boys laugh together, and there mom just chiming in and laughing at herself with them. Tracy has been warming up to us as we have continued coming over. It is interesting how the Lord works. We always seem to catch them at a time when Tracy is having a bad day.

The first time we ran into her (it was actually just a few weeks before I arrived here, so Sister Easter was there, I wasn't) Tracy was smoking on the porch of her trailer. I don't remember the whole story, but she was having a bad day and when they told her about the Plan of Salvation she started to cry because it touched her so much. We were excited to actually teach her that lesson.

At first, she would sit in on the lessons, but keep on saying it was for Adam. But she's been warming up to us and to the gospel. And she's given up smoking now. For a fridge. haha. Their fridge quit on them because of the one really randomly hot day and she had a brother? I think? That was getting rid of his fridge and said he'd give it to her for free if she quit cold turkey. So she did! "Hey, free fridge!" she said, "And I quit smoking before while I was pregnant, but I just picked it back up again one day. I don't know why, stupid. So I've not smoked for about a week now and I walked through a smoking area and it stinks! It smells so bad!" Oh, we were so happy to hear that she quit smoking!

We usually just stop by their house, see if their home. Tracy works painting houses and usually during the weekends she takes the kids to see their dad. Their divorced I believe, but I don't know the whole story. So she told us to just stop by from time to time. So this particular time we hadn't seen them in about a week, perhaps more, and we bowed our heads to pray in the car and we out of the corner of our eye see three little boys coming out of the house and waving at us! We laughed and said a quick prayer as is customary before getting out of the car to do teaching or tracting of any kind, and we were welcomed with laughs as they piled into their car. "We missed you!" Tracy called as she came out of the house. They were going to do necessary errands though, and they were going to a funeral of her friend not tomorrow but the next day. She said that we could come visit then. It just so happened that we had the rest of the plan of salvation to teach, our life on earth, the spirit world, the resurrection and judgement, and the three kingdoms. Those were next on the list and can be very impact and provide comfort despite the grieving after a funeral. It's always a mix of sorrow and peace, the feelings after a funeral. But Adam was so cute, he said, "Just come back in two minutes." ..." In three minutes!" ... "In four minutes!" And he and his brothers were just lauuuughing. They're always laughing, and it's the cutest thing.

We came by after the funeral. The youngest was conked out on the couch, sleeping with his head up and back and his mouth open. The house was a nice mess, as expected with three boys all with single digit ages. They were watching sponge bob with the volume turned low, a favorite show at their house.

Tracy was pretty beat, exhausted from the funeral emotionally. She explained that this was one of her best friends, died unexpectedly from a heart attack when in his sleep and he was only in his early thirties. She'd never been to a native american burial before and it was so spiritual and so cleansing. All of the songs were super emotional. And usually she likes to just take off before the burial. She doesn't like to stay for the lowering or anything like that. But in this service, they actually buried her friend, and she was throwing dirt in and everything. It was very hard but cleansing and she feels like it'll help her because there was more closure.

We were starting the lesson and then Heather got up and left... we were both very sad. We wanted her to sit in on this one... I figured maybe she just couldn't handle it emotionally right now. But I prayed in my heart that she would come back. She was talking on the phone after all. We talked to Adam about the book of Mosiah because he said he had questions about it. I was stalling, hoping Tracy would come back... and she did! She apologized for having to take the phone call and sat on the couch again next to her sleeping youngest.

Adam was super chatty. He had so many questions and comments, but mostly comments and he was getting off on tangents about common eight-year-old things. But one random question he asked really struck me. Out of the blue he asked:

"Why do people make games with guns?" ...This question was very purpose driven. This was something he was really concerned about. "Because I don't like them. My dad plays them and they said a lot of bad words and there's a lot of blood. I like games with cars. But GTA5, that's a bad game. I don't play that game except for driving. There's a lot of bad stuff in there. You know what also I don't like. Strip clubs. I don't do those. Why do people make games like that?"

Heather was irked that their dad would be playing games like that around them. ...Things like this, it just goes to show how much little children are aware and how they do know right from wrong, how things like this really bother them, and it should bother us as well.

"Have you ever told your dad how you feel about him playing those games, Adam?"

I hope those games stop...

We continued with the lesson and we explained everything and were reexplaining the spirit world and it was really powerful. I shared that this scripture gave me a lot of comfort when my grandpa passed away the past August and I began to read.

"This is in Alma chapter 40. Now, concerning the state of the soul between death and the resurrection-- Behold, it has been made known unto me by an angel, that thew spirits of all men, as soon as they are departed from this mortal body, yea, the spirits of all men, whether they be good or evil, are taken home.... to that God who gave them life..."

I had started to cry, it evident in the stops of my voice. Tracy was curled up on the couch, her eyes red too...

"And then shall it come to pass that the spirits of those who are righteous are received into a stated of happiness....... which is called paradise...... a stated of rest,... a state of peac-.........*sob* where they shall rest from all their troubles and from all care, and sorrow," I finished in a tearful whisper.

As I began to bare testimony, Adam began to audibly cry, tears flowing freely, because his mother was crying, as if his mothers tears had injured him.

"It's okay Adam," her voice froggy. "It's only for a day, I'll be okay. It's only for a day."

He sniffed and sobbed. He stopped soon after but... that is just... there's not many more examples of love that explain and demonstrate love so purely as a son who cries because his mother is crying.

Later, and again, this was just out of the blue, but he started listing off the people he was thankful for. As I listened, I was touched. I could only imagine how I would feel as a mother of this sweet little child as he bore his testimony.

"I'm grateful for my family. I'm grateful for my mom and dad. I'm grateful for all the people in the world that I don't even know and that aren't even here. I'm grateful for everyone that isn't even born yet."

...Yes, this was probably the most powerful lesson we have taught yet. I feel so privileged to have been there for Tracy at this time and to be there for that special spiritual moment, so precious, to share that with their family...

And so I will leave you with this quote, the one that Tracy texted us after we left.

"Yesterday is history. Tomorrow is a mystery. Today is a gift. And that's why it's called the present."

I'm so grateful for the Plan of Salvation and how it blesses lives. I'm grateful for my earthly father as well as my Heavenly Father.

Here is a wonderful video that explains more about the wonderful responsibilities and blessings of being a father:

Always and forever grateful,
Sister Hannah Sanderson

Sunday, June 15, 2014

#6 - The Holy Ghost; It's Truly a Gift

The Little Purse that [Almost] Could!

Life in the Mission Field This Week

So my purse broke on Saturday. 

But I'm making do.

We're buying another one today. 

Thank You, Bear and Rabbit!

Luckily, we don't have to spend much more money today because we went to bear and rabbit's house last night, and they gave us more groceries!
<3    Picture Collage    <3

So I have been out in the mission for a full transfer now, aka, six weeks.

I even got around to printing out pictures at Walmart to put on my wall! (Yes, what you see here is a picture of pictures. Yes. lol)

Every six weeks they switch some people up. New missionaries come in, old missionaries go out, people are moved to different areas with different companions and so forth. So I have been out a full transfer. I don't know how many there are left, I didn't do the math lol, otherwise I'd tell you. 

Personal Growth and Testimony

This week (as well as weeks previous) I've been trying to better understand the workings of the spirit, how to recognize the spirit, how to be able to grasp the fact that I'm feeling the spirit even though I don't feel all that different, 'because' I always have the spirit with me. This has always been something quite tricky for me and I'm hoping I will get closer and closer to finding out how to best explain and recognize the spirit in my own life as my mission goes on. I would invite you to watch this video. It gives marvelous insight.

I love Preach My Gospel, the manual that we missionaries use to know what to teach and how to teach. There's a chapter all about Recognizing the spirit with so many great quotes that helped my understanding increase profoundly. It's amazing how you can read something once, but only when your faith is specifically tested and a particular question develops do you go back and read the same passage that you've already read and find an answer to your question. We as humans don't remember everything. That's why God has provided us with scriptures to remind us, and that's why daily scripture study is so important. But as for the quote I would like to share:

"In answer to the question, 'How do we recognize the promptings of the Spirit?'
President Gordon B. Hinckley read Moroni 7:13, 16–17 and then said: "That's the test,
when all is said and done. Does it persuade one to do good, to rise, to stand tall, to do
the right thing, to be kind, to be generous? Then it is of the Spirit of God. . . . 
"If it invites to do good, it is of God. If it inviteth to do evil, it is of the devil. . . . And if
you are doing the right thing and if you are living the right way, you will know in your
heart what the Spirit is saying to you.
"You recognize the promptings of the Spirit by the fruits of the Spirit—that which
enlighteneth, that which buildeth up, that which is positive and affirmative and uplifting
and leads us to better thoughts and better words and better deeds is of the Spirit of God"
(Teachings of Gordon B. Hinckley, 260–61)."

I have a strong testimony of the power of the Holy Ghost. The Holy Ghost testifies of truth. Without the power of the Holy Ghost, no one would be truly converted to this gospel because it is only through the Holy Ghost that we can know The Book of Mormon is true. The gift of the Holy Ghost is given to all those who find this truth and who seek to have the companionship of the Holy Ghost with them always. It is given to those who "experiment upon [our] words, and exercise a particle of faith," (Alma 32:27) to "ask God... if these things are not true," (Moroni 10:4). It is given unto those who have faith, repent, and are baptized. Then they receive the gift of the Holy Ghost to guide them throughout their lives, to comfort, to uplift, to enlighten, to strengthen, to sanctify, in as much as they keep their promise to obey God's commandments.

I'm so grateful for this gospel. No other church offers quite as many blessings to all people as The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints. God loves all his children. He wants to give us truth. He wants us to succeed. So he restored the proper authority to the Earth to give the gift of the Holy Ghost.

Of this gospel I am forever thankful.

Until next week, God bless.

Sister Hannah Sanderson

Sunday, June 8, 2014

#5 - Cute Stories

Missionaries Attending the Bismark Temple

T-Day = Temple Day

We got to go in the temple today!!! 

Yay! And it was really cool because it was basically all the missionaries in the zone who went. 

Just kinda worked out that way. So it was really neat.

The Work This Week

It's been a decent week I suppose. We had two lessons total since last time I updated, which is kind of unfortunate, but that's how life goes I guess. We had many excuses, some more valid than others. We had "family emergency and needing to fly to California because of it", "too busy with work", "throwing up with a migraine", "cleaning the apartment by a forgotten deadline", and even "in the bathroom!" ...Yeah, lots of excuses.

But it's alright, because there were other positive things about the week, like sharing the story of the restoration with two random people! And we gave one of them a pamphlet, and one a Book of Mormon! My first given out Book of Mormon, and I explained the whole story and everything and she was quite receptive and it just makes you feel so happy when they agree that the story of the coming about of the church is interesting and believable!

Lots of Geese!
And the weather has been absolutely gorgeous. 

The summers here are beautiful! It probably doesn't make up for the long winters... but I would totally have a summer house here! 

I mean look! 

We saw geeeeeeeese!!

Arizona - Drive, that is!

  Oh, and I tracted Arizona. 


  Meant to be.


A short story or three.

The little boy who we are teaching who we had to explain the story of Adam and Eve to, well, we've been over it a couple times, right? So his little brothers have seen us, they're ages four and six. And so we are about thirty minutes into the lesson and the four-year-old just turns around and says abruptly, "Hey! Who are you?" Hahahahahah we busted up laughing.

Another one, we were at a less-active's house. They don't go to church, but they have a little home church that they hold every Sunday for their little kids. And they asked their oldest, a seven (almost eight) year-old boy, what they had talked about. "The twelve tribes ooooooof.....Utah?" hahahhaa. Utah, Israel, close enough!

And then just the other day we were at a member's house for dinner, and they have like, the PERFECT family. My goodness. All of the kids VOLUNTEERING to say the prayer, remembering that they were expected to clean the kitchen after dinner, playing hymns on the piano, taking super good care of the little sister, suuuuper smart always thinking of something and looking for opportunity to read and figure things out and having advanced vocabulary, five kids, all of them boys except the baby girl, and all no older than ten! One of the two oldest (they're fraternal twins) said when we got out our scriptures, "is it in Mosiah? They're 'always' in Mosiah these days." hahahha
Slide INSIDE the house

And, they, well, they're very well off.

And they have a SLIDE in their house!!

Do you see that drop!? ...

It was terrifying when you weren't expecting it.

A Tree? No, Sister Neilson!
And, I would like to share with you a picture of Sister Neilson imitating this tree.

Well, I'm doing fine, and I'll update again next week! 
On Monday! 

Take care everyone!