Hear ye, hear ye! My toothbrush charger is dead. Mr. Toothbrush
charger leaves behind a wife (Mrs. Toothbrush), and faithful companion
(Elder Benson). Though he is dead, he is never far.
How
am I? I'm sick. Woke up at 5 and couldn't sleep past 5:50. I have an
aching head, fever, plugged ears and nose, and have lost the will to
move. It doesn't help that Tanzania is 300C with 2Billion% humidity.
Aside from that? No complaints, but please do pray for me. I need it. (I
have already received advice mother, no need to worry.
I have gotten to lead two lessons since I got here, they didn't really feel like lessons, but they went well.
I get along with Elder Phokane (po-Kah-nay), and we work well enough together. He's South African.
I won't be able to video call (or call) until I get it all sorted out. There really isn't anywhere that I know of at this point.
I'm glad Gpa is okay, he's been on my mind as of late, get well as fast as you can Grandpa!
Sorry that happened to ya Jordan! Be careful what you eat!
Sorry
this email isn't too long, The computer I'm using is slow, has issues,
and my head is throbbing. I'll try to send a few of my videos.
I love you all!
Elder Benson (Changombe (sha-gom-bay), Tanzania, The Armpit of Hades.)
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