Mom,
This week (and part of last, I suppose) has been pretty great. My Spanish keeps getting better, and my companion and I are continually getting better at teaching. Literally the day after I emailed you last, one of our investigators, Travis, became our second teacher, Hermano Draut. It was a surprise, to say the least. But he's a fantastic teacher, and we continue to teach Travis. Hna. Lamb also became an investigator, a 42 year old woman named Marisol. She's a devout Catholic, and our first couple of lessons haven't gone super well, but Elder Seneca and I have a pretty good plan for our next lesson. On Sunday, we had a devotional from Elder Stephen Allen of the Seventy. He gave us a fantastic talk on how we should be devoting all of our attention to God, because we are now official representatives of the LDS church. He also talked about how and why we shouldn't be idiots while in the mission field. it was a great talk. Then on Monday, we watched Elder Scott's funeral service. It was really cool, because not only was it interesting to find out just how great a man E. Scott was, but we also found out that he was the apostle who dedicated Nicaragua for the preaching of the Gospel. And on Tuesday, we had a talk from Elder Claudio R.M. Costa, from the Brazil area seventy presidency. He gave a really cool talk about his own conversion story, and talked about just how huge an impact we could have by converting a single person. Other than that, my week's been pretty normal.

Anyways, I just want to say how much I love and miss you, and how much I love and miss any of my friends and family that may end up reading this on my blog. I know that I'm supposed to be exactly where I am, but that doesn't always make the journey any less difficult. But I do just want to testify of how strong the spirit here is, and how important that is in our lives. I know for a fact that there is no possible way that I would not only manage to learn a language in six weeks, but also be able to sit in a classroom studying for 12+ hours a day studying without some very powerful outside help. I love you all, and thank everybody for any letters they have or will send. We all always look forward to mail time, it's a huge picker-upper during the day.
It's good to know where I get the getting-emotional-when-you-read-a-letter gene from. Now I know who to blame it on :) But that ER shift sounds... fun, I suppose? For a nurse, at least. As for the workers, I'm surprised that dad didn't just start yelling at them in Spanish. But anyways, hopefully you got some sleep after dad left. As for me, I've really enjoyed the letters I've gotten from you and from all of my friends. It's nice to be able hear from everybody while it's still an opportunity. And as for the package, it's all fine. As long as I get it eventually :)
I guess just for a little bit of housekeeping, if you haven 't sent that package yet, would you mind putting a can of WD-40 in it as well? The sheer amount of things that squeak in our room is ridiculous. And also Dr. Pepper, because I have never needed caffeine more in my life. Did I mention how squeaky our room is? Also, I've started dumping my pictures into dropbox. I do not vouch for the normality of any of the pictures that may end up there.
Love you all,
Elder Hopkin (Cooper? How the heck am I supposed to end these?)
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