Sunday, June
12, 2016
Dear Family,
Well, we
never did find our camera so we bought a new one. Saturday we took a 2-hour bus
ride to a huge mall that includes Ikea to look for a new camera. We found one
that we similar to the one we lost. When we got it home, Dad opened the box and
low and behold, there was a charging cord for both Russia and America. We were
worried we wouldn’t be able to bring it home and use it.
As we
wandered the mall, we watched a classical music concert going on in the center
where the food court was. They did an excellent job. We ate lunch at Ikea’s
cafeteria. We both had meatball, fries and I had a couple of rolls.
On the way
to the mall, there was a huge stretch where it looks like they are adding on to
the subway. I’m sure they are trying to get ready for the Soccer World Cup
games, some of which are taking place in Samara. They are building a new
stadium out by the Ikea.
The whole
week was great! Dad and I were invited to go see a children’s fairy tale at the
Samara Academic Opera and Ballet Theatre with Sister Schwab and her daughter
Jeni. We watched a performance of Pinocchio. It wasn’t Disney’s Pinocchio but one
called The Golden Key.
I looked up
information on the story on the internet, “According
to Tolstoy, he had read Pinocchio as a child, but, having lost the book, he
started re-imagining it many years later in an attempt to come up with a series
of bedside stories for his own children. The resulting story turned out to be
so original and became so loved by the writer's children, that he decided to
put it to paper and publish it.”
The theatre
itself was outstanding. It sits on one of the biggest squares called, Kuibyshev
Square, in all of Russia. The Theatre is called the Samara Academic Opera House.
According to the internet, “The theatre
was opened on the 1 of June, 1931 with the Mussorgsky’s opera “Boris Godunov”.
Its institutors were outstanding Russian musicians: Taneyev’s and
Rimsky-Korsakov’s pupil, conductor and composer Anton Aikhenvald, famous
Russian conductor Isidor Zak, director jf the Bolshoi Theatre Iosif Lapitskiy.
The scenery
was colorful and the music incredible to listen to in that theatre. At the end,
during the bows, children came up on stage to hand several of the actors’
flowers. Sadie would have loved it and would have definitely gone up on the
stage.
Tuesday
night after the fairy tale, we were picked up by Pavel and Maria and they took
us to the Staraya Kvartira restaurant. We ordered a Russian meal. Mine was
Chicken with potatoes and Dad’s was pork. Dad had already told Pavel that we
didn’t drink. They just had fruit juice and water with us. You hike down some
steep stairs and are met with some old time memorabilia. A lot of it was World
War II era stuff. The ceiling were all curved and made of brick. There were
little cubies all over with tables in them. It was a unique setting and very
fun to be there.
Pavel is a
very outgoing, talkative person who makes a great taxi driver. He is a former
military lawyer. His wife Maria works for the government in the tourist
industry. She brought us a bunch of brochures for places to go and see in
Samara. They have a 6-year-old daughter who was staying with grandma and
grandpa. Their parents are younger than Dad and I. Pavel is around 30 and I
don’t know how old Maria is.
We bought
dinner and we are making plans to go with them again. We told them we couldn’t
go on Sunday so we are planning for a Saturday in a few weeks. I think we are
going to go to Toliatti, which is a few hours away.
Dad and I
are still walking on the Volga 5 mornings per week. We are there somewhere
between 5 and 6 AM. Dad saw his first naked swimmer the other day. We figured
we were safe coming out as early as we do but I guess not. Last week 4 men
stopped us and asked us to take their picture. Dad took it and they started to
talk to us. We told them we didn’t speak much Russian. We said we were from
America and that we live in Samara. We said we were here for our church. They
wanted to know if we were Russian Orthodox, Protestant, and Christian etc. We
told them we were Christian. With a little more discussion, we explained that
we were Mormon Missionaries. They seemed interested and impressed. The
conversation was done in broken Russian and broken English. They turned back to
the river and we continued our walk.
I didn’t get
to see Svetlana this week because she was sick. I dyed my hair on Saturday and now
instead of Russian Red it’s almost black. I hope that after a few more tries
I’ll get the right color.
Our district
meeting on Friday was good. Elder Anderson gave our training and he did great.
These missionaries are amazing with their knowledge of the scriptures and just
their willingness to give everything to the Lord.
Your Dad is
amazing, while we were in the van waiting for the Schwab’s so Ramon (the mission driver) could drop
us at church in NovoK Dad just stood there and talked to Ramon. Even if the
other person doesn’t fully understand, he talks to them. He makes an amazing
missionary. I got in the van and he stayed out with Ramon. At the close of our
Sacrament meeting, today they sang God Be With You Till We Meet Again,
for the Schwab’s. It’s hard for us to let them go. We feel very close to all
three of them. I’m going to really miss them. They told us they’d be at our
homecoming. It’s funny to think that we will be with the Ottesen’s (the new
mission president) for more than a year.
I forgot to
tell you last week that Sister Vera in our branch was excited to show me her
Temple recommend. She was excited and through sign language, she let me know
the she wanted to know how to fold it. I took mine out to show her. Today as I
got to church both sister’s Lyudmila and Vera gave me huge hugs and at least
three kisses on the cheek. This is such a sweet, kind branch. Both Dad and I
feel that they love us and want us here.
We have zone
conference this coming week. Toliatti’s is on Tuesday, Samara’s (ours) on
Wednesday and Saratov on Friday. These are usually all day meetings. I picked
up a couple of Apron’s for the missionaries to sign to give to the Schwab’s.
The AP’s are going to all three zone conferences this time so I will have them
get them signed. The Schwab’s are down to just a couple of weeks.
Sunday and
Monday are holidays here so none of our Russian nationals will be in the
office. It’s Russia Day. “In the past few
years, Russia Day became an occasion for national pride, when many people pay
tribute to prominent Russians. But many others still see this holiday as an
extra day off.” ” Russia Day, annually celebrated on
June 12, marks the beginning of democratic reforms in Russia and is one of the
newest holidays in the Russian Federation.”
Love,
Mom