On Thursday we had a scambio with our Sister Training Leaders - Sorella Hoffman and Sorella Jameson who are stationed in Alessandria. So Hoffman came here with Lawrence and Jameson and I went to Alessandria. Now, I was super nervous because I knew Alessandria was a biking city. But thanks to a couple of Saturday mornings at the park with Mitchel and a random night in the church parking lot with Bethany and James I was practically a pro! I was even riding on streets and stuff! Up hills! Down hills! On cobblestone! (Okay, so I'm not a pro by any means, but I didn't die, so I'm pretty happy about it.) I was sore for a couple of days. And I probably looked like a dork the whole time because I couldn't stop smiling, but it was so fun! Anyway, it was basically one of my favorite scambios of all time. And not just because I was on a bike. I don't know, it was just awesome. And I got to see my favorite senior couple - the Molinari's! So the scambio ended on Friday night and I came back here to Torino!
The next main thing that happened this week happened on Monday... So here's how it works: if you're training or becoming STL or zone leader, you get a phone call from President or the Assistants on Monday. If you're a "regular missionary", you get the phone call on Tuesday from the zone leaders. So we were at a lunch appointment with S. (a member in our ward from Texas - love her) and I kept checking the phone cuz....I dunno. I couldn't help it. I wasn't necessarily expecting a call for me, but I knew that if other people in the zone got a call, they would let us know. And I was starving for information! So we leave her house at 3 and as we're waiting for the elevator, I finally just decide to call the zone leaders and see if they know ANYTHING. They didn't. But we were on the phone for a few minutes and then when I hung up, I look at the phone and it shows a missed call. But from whom? PRESIDENT. I gasped. And put my hand to my mouth. And my heart started beating really fast. So I hurry and call him back and he doesn't answer. I was dying! So finally, a half hour later, I get a call from the Assistants and they said, "Pack your bags, Sorella Gunnerson! God has called you to serve in....Alessandria!" Me: "NUH-UH. ARE YOU SERIOUS? NUH-UH." Anyway, I freaked out a little bit. And then they told me I would be a Sister Training Leader! So I'll be there with Sorella Hoffman and it's going to be incredible! I'm stoked. And I already know a bunch of the members because of the scambio and I already know the city a bit and....basically it's perfect. So, you may be asking yourself: What is a Sister Training Leader? Well, I will tell you. Basically it's the female version of a zone leader. So we do scambi with a bunch of sorelle and help with training at zone meetings/conferences and go to a meeting with President and the zone leaders once a month. It'll be great. I'm excited. The strange thing about it, though, is that I'll be STL over Torino, Collegno, and Vercelli - so the three companionships that I was in/serving with for the past 6 months. Not only that, but Russell and Ervs are staying in Collegno and Lawrence is staying here in Torino. So I'll be STL for two of my ex-comps. Super weird. Ma va beh! Alessandria is basically inbetween Milano and Torino, but a little south. So I've decided I'm just gonna be in this same general area for my entire mission. I'll probably never make it east or south. But whatever works! ;)
That's about it for the week. We had our last FHE last night. It was bittersweet! And we'll have our last English class tonight. I've loved Torino, but I am ready to go to Alessandria! Anyway, wish me luck this week! I'll need all the prayers I can get! Came across this talk this morning during personal study:
Read it! The church is SO true. Love it. And love YOU. AMORE.
Sorella Gunnerson
Proof that I rode a bike! Also, the house we had just been in had a lot of cats....hence the skirt. And the face.
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Me with S. and her family!
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Last FHE.
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Lunch today. (Try not to be jealous.) ;)
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