Eikaiwa

We met with another two investigators last week.  They're an older couple. They love LDS missionaries. They've got a big album full of pictures of and letters from all the missionaries they've been friends with over the years. Some of those missionaries have already gone home and gotten married and become MTC teachers and what not.  Our appointment with them last week was also mostly a get-to-know-each-other visit. We sang some hymns at the end and they had me play the piano, even though I could only play melody. I picked up a simplified-accompaniments book in a free bin at the MTC; I'll have to bring that next time.

Most of our time has still been spent ringing doorbells, talking to people on the street, and handing out fliers. We haven't had a lot of results yet.  Last week was the first Eikaiwa (English conversation class) that I actually taught, and it went really well.  The focus of the Church's English classes in Japan is speaking it, since a lot of Japanese people learn how toread English well but they don't get to practice speaking much.  There's a teacher instruction book that the Chuch provides.  Each lesson involves pronunciation practice, vocabulary, and conversation about a particular topic.

 

Apparently most people here (including myself) have a washing machine but no dryer. We don't have a dishwasher, either. But for some reason, every toilet has a heated seat.

 

愛しています！

テイラー長老

Elder Taylor