Mi Familia,
WHOA SO MANY EMAILS! but that's good. Not good --- great. So, so great. Well, it's been a week. and two weeks since I've been here. Two weeks and a day. Time flies right. I already feel like I've been here for a month aka I'm ready to go to Chile. But then when I actually think about going to Chile and how little I know - I'm thankful for these next seven - s e v e n - weeks. Things are great at the Provo MTC. For everyone that I wrote pancking that I lost my notebook that had all my notes since I've been here and all my doodles since I started learning spanish ---- I found it. I guess I left it in church and the first counsler picked it up --- greeeeat. Hopefully he didn't open it up because I drew him a few times. I draw people that scare me [Branch President] and basically everyone else. Speaking of doodling. I got in trouble. hahaha. well, kind of. We have teachers who come in and help us with whatever part of spanish we don't understand [uh, where to begin] and while Hermana Lucero was speaking - I was drawing. And she called me out. Shoot. But then we had to write a story in the past using Imperfect vs. Preterite. So I explained to the class, in perfect spanish, how Mrs. Belinda [English teacher] would hold me back after class for doodling. It was great. She laughed. My spanish is coming along. Family, I know I sent like four letters home about how my companions are difficult at times- but it's better now --- slightly. It comes and goes. It's just hard being in a triple. I've come to really like my teachers. I told you guys this in the letter - but we have a fake 'progressive investigator' who is actually our teacher. but her 'investigator' name is Aracely - anyway - the last appointment I asked if she would work to be baptized - and she said 'YES' --- I know it's not even real - but I was giddy with excitement. So happy. I can't wait to do this forreal. We teach lessons every day to our 'progressive investigators' and they're all in spanish. no english. Nada. I was practicing talking to one of my other teachers Hermana Alanis [she's my favorite] and I told her the story of mom and dad's conversion - it was rough spanish but she got it - and she said she wanted to cry. and she thinks mom is really special and strong willed to have sought out the church on her own. She loves you too dad, for following mom's example. Her dad isn't a memeber - and she served a mission. She served a mission and her dad still wants nothing to do with the church. Isn't that sad?! Man. I love you parents. I'm glad you support me in this mission. But most of all, I'm forever grateful that you've given me this gospel. I'm here. I'm serving a mission. I'm going to share the truth - the thing that has brought me so much joy, so much peace, and has given me so much hope. Happy December first. Aleksi - you're an incredible example to me. I love you. Mitchell, you're an incredible missionary. I wish you were here and helping me learn the ways of the mission. Too much to learn. Cassie, beautiful Cassie. I love you. Be happy. Go to the beach for me. Friends - thanks for the letter's and support. Very grateful.
After all this time? ------- always.
Live. Laugh. Love.
I'm eating plenty. I'm sleeping as much as I can. I'm being friendly.
I'm on a mission!
Me?! Books, cleverness - there are much more important things - friendship and bravery.
I love you,
Love your son,
Elder Maxwell Poirier.
P.S. Chesney, McGraw and Baby Bentley - I send my love!
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