My birthday party!

my birthday with the Black family, from Utah

The house I live in....

my house, since I haven’t sent a pic yet.... the one behind me that looks like a jail cell with rifle slots

Week 34 in El Salvador

Hey,

I finally got to read all the stuff you sent me in the package----and tell Kendra that I am quite impressed that her class was able to pull off “fight club” in the boy’s locker room, at least for a little while. But still nothing beats the class of ´09.

Hey, so there is this guy that lives in the neighborhood. He teaches the academy of the arts in El Salvador, and people come from all around the country to be taught by him. I’ve seen some of his work, and I really like his abstract stuff, but here is his website if you want to see---- academytonatiu.wordpress.com----his name is Joalgar. If you want, I can get you something small.

My birthday was good. I had like 3 separate parties. This family was visiting from the United States in Utah. Me and one of their daughters had the same birthday. August 4 1990, and 1998. We’ve come over to their house for dinner a couple times, and I told the mom to tell you hi, but I’m sure they are busy---she speaks English.

The work in my area is going kinda slow right now, and it turns out the whole mission is having trouble.

There have been a lot of soldiers in the area lately, and a lot of police. They are always patrolling the streets for two weeks. It’s a little overboard for their normal routine. I haven’t seen so many soldiers since I left Zacaté.

I’m glad you were finally able to get those pictures.

Hey, so did Jordan get his mission call yet? I think I remember you telling me that he sent in his papers. Has Ian turned in his papers yet? How is Karl doing in Guatemala? How is Cory doing in Chile? How is Tim doing in Korea? How is Rick doing in the Dominican Republic? ---Tell them hi.

So I’m sending pics

First one is of my house, since I haven’t sent a pic yet.... the one behind me that looks like a jail cell with rifle slots.

The second one is my birthday with the Black family, from Utah.

I’m sending more pics,

Tell Kendra, and Rachel and Jared and Katie, and Alyssa, and cloey and tk hie. I got the videos. Tell Katie to keep up the riding. And tell Alyssa that I wish I could see all the words that are running off the page when she reads.

Corey

Where's ALTO?

The following photos are of the stop signs in my area. It is a little amusing, because at first, I didn’t see any, but I found one, and started looking for others. I’m not kidding when I say that seriously every stop sign in the neighborhood (seriously like every street) is hidden. I guess it doesn’t matter if the drivers are following the laws, but at least all the trees and telephone posts have stopped for the stop signs. I showed the photos to some members in the area, and they said that they have lived here for 15 years and never seen a stop sign.

Rain

the first photo is when it rained a little bit, and stopped, and the sewers were overflowing still. Sometimes when it rains hard, the water will shoot up as high as the cars, but I haven’t pulled out my camera for the rain.

Another Week 31 letter

[Corey couldn't get this to send, so finally told me to get into his mail box to get it, so it's a few weeks late, but still worth posting.]

July 18, 2010

Hey, ----so the computer told me my last weeks’ message did not get sent, I’ll try and send it again.

So the picture is the conference issue of the Ensign, of this year.

We ran into a lot of people this week. There is a huge difference between door contacts here, and when I would go on visits with the missionaries up there. In the states, the problem seems like most people just don’t care, or don’t have time. Here, there are huge numbers of people that are completely adamant about their religion, and just want to fight with us, and in turn, a lot of the missionaries end up bible bashing with the people, trying to prove everything, which is not the point.

So, I’ll try sending photos, I’ve got a funny story...

Ok.... so the first photo is when it rained a little bit, and stopped, and the sewers were overflowing still. Sometimes when it rains hard, the water will shoot up as high as the cars, but I haven’t pulled out my camera for the rain.

The following photos are of the stop signs in my area. It is a little amusing, because at first, I didn’t see any, but I found one, and started looking for others. I’m not kidding when I say that seriously every stop sign in the neighborhood (seriously like every street) is hidden. I guess it doesn’t matter if the drivers are following the laws, but at least all the trees and telephone posts have stopped for the stop signs. I showed the photos to some members in the area, and they said that they have lived here for 15 years and never seen a stop sign.

--------So that is tight about fishing. That’s all I have to say.

Good job for Jared. Did you take a video?

Week 33 in El Salvador

August 2, 2010

Hey,

Yes, I did get your package, and I will thank you in ten years when I have diabetes, cause this stuff is so good. Thank you. Tell the Lee family that I got their package too. Tell them thanks.

So to explain the videos----the dog---when we were constructing the house for the Alvarado family, I was on the job of digging the toilets. When we got there, the toilet was dug up to the height of my head, and I think I sent you photos of the later results.... anyway, Mario (the kid holding the dog first), was like “hey guess what, the other day the dog tripped and fell in the pit, but he jumped right out.”---I looked at the newly dug hole, and just told him that if the dog tripped again, it wasn’t coming out----so he looked at me with this “you’re full of crap”- face, and got a hold of the dog---that’s about the same time I pulled out my camera, to watch a dog jump 8 1/2 feet. ---So he was just gonna push it in, and I was thinking that the dogs gonna make a sound sort of like-- ´´KeerSPLAT!´´---so I had to take the dog from him, and gently toss it in. ---in the long run, the dog couldn’t get out, and it started whining, so I looked at Mario with an “in your face” kind of look, and he decided that the hole was a bit deeper, so later I pulled the dog out.

And as for my Spanish at that point, I was nothing near fluent.

As for the shoes, I don’t remember taking a video, but if I was sticking my finger through them, then they were mine.

That’s terrible about the little girl. There’s not much to say. I’m sick of people getting killed.

As for Rachel, do not let her go driving, until I say hi, like at least let me get back first. I didn’t even give her a proper goodbye when I left. If your gonna buy her a car, get her one of those Plastic-Mate brands, with the battery powered motor, or maybe a Tonka truck would be more durable. I don’t know who has forgotten by now, but I still have her voice reeling through my head---“no, I was going really slow, but I didn’t see the telephone post in front of me”---what is it gonna be this time. Can you put a trigger limit on it, like we can with the four wheelers? Tell Louis I want a favor, if he ever gets any time---tell him to modify my car a little----just a little----put window cages, sidewalls, reinforced bumpers, and the spaceman seatbelt on it. Then when its done, spay paint it bright orange, with diagonal black stripes. That should be all. ---Wait, better idea, and ask him if he has ever seen the cars in the movie Death Race----maybe we could do something like that.

So, we have an investigator who is the same age as dad, down to the August 7th, so we are going to have a duel party, just like normal. Tell dad Happy Birthday. She’s a good person, but we kind of have problems teaching them, her name Silvia, and the person she lives with Almando, and are not married. They live together with their kids, and grandkid, but they are each married to someone different, the both of them, even though they live together. So it’s a bit difficult for us.

I just got news that Elder X is returning to the mission. He was one of the missionaries that left my district in the MTC. I just saw his picture on the new missionaries that are coming into the field this next change. It’s like he’s coming back from the dead.

Hey, I don’t have any more time to write. Tell everyone hi.

Corey