Today will be a bit shorter--I tried to download (successful, but then the computer froze) and attach (not successful) photos to send. I think I will have to print and mail them. Goodness, with such sparce computer use over the last few months, I've forgotten how computers don't always cooperate.
This week was 설날--lunar new years, the biggest holiday of the year. Three days. Slow for missionary work. The first day was Sunday (in Songnam ward this week)--church and a lesson, then spent the rest of the day cleaning the building. Monday we spent cleaning our apartment, and the Songnam bishop invited us to dinner. Tuesday we had a missionary meeting in the morning and an activity in the afternoon, where we played some traditional Korean games.
One of the games is a bit like hacky sack, only the "ball" is small and (in this case) plastic with a bell on it, then it has streamers. It was interesting to see the Koreans do it verses the Americans. The Americans with hackey sack tried out their creative moves, while the Koreans who were good at it were like precise machines--one leg, very exact.
There was also a human Yoot Nori game. Yoot Nori is kind of like Sorry--you try to get your pieces around the board and back home. Instead of dice, there are four sticks you throw in the air. Each stick has a flat and a rounded side, and you count according to which side is up. In the human Yoot Nori game, they wrapped missionaries in giant pieces of brown felt and had them roll around on the ground with their eyes closed. Quite memorable.
Also a game (I can't remember the name) where you hold one foot and hop, trying to knock each other down. They had a Sister's tournament first for the six of us there (though I just couldn't bring myself to do it in a skirt in front of everyone), then the forty or so Elders all went at each other. The mission president joined in.
Two other dinner appointments this week, too. The first with an older woman. Her son and daughter in law attend Songnam ward, and they encouraged her to listen to the missionary lessons and get baptized. Her daughter in law, Sister Kang, is a good mother, and a mother to us, too. She came with her kids to the dinner appointment. We ate out of the same serving dishes, Korean style. There was a fish dish, and she would pick off bits with her chopsticks, inspect them for bones, and put them in her kids' rice bowls. The second time Sister Romney went for the wrong part of the fish, she started doing it for us, too. Like a mother bird.
I love you all; Happy New Year.
--Carrie
This week was 설날--lunar new years, the biggest holiday of the year. Three days. Slow for missionary work. The first day was Sunday (in Songnam ward this week)--church and a lesson, then spent the rest of the day cleaning the building. Monday we spent cleaning our apartment, and the Songnam bishop invited us to dinner. Tuesday we had a missionary meeting in the morning and an activity in the afternoon, where we played some traditional Korean games.
One of the games is a bit like hacky sack, only the "ball" is small and (in this case) plastic with a bell on it, then it has streamers. It was interesting to see the Koreans do it verses the Americans. The Americans with hackey sack tried out their creative moves, while the Koreans who were good at it were like precise machines--one leg, very exact.
There was also a human Yoot Nori game. Yoot Nori is kind of like Sorry--you try to get your pieces around the board and back home. Instead of dice, there are four sticks you throw in the air. Each stick has a flat and a rounded side, and you count according to which side is up. In the human Yoot Nori game, they wrapped missionaries in giant pieces of brown felt and had them roll around on the ground with their eyes closed. Quite memorable.
Also a game (I can't remember the name) where you hold one foot and hop, trying to knock each other down. They had a Sister's tournament first for the six of us there (though I just couldn't bring myself to do it in a skirt in front of everyone), then the forty or so Elders all went at each other. The mission president joined in.
Two other dinner appointments this week, too. The first with an older woman. Her son and daughter in law attend Songnam ward, and they encouraged her to listen to the missionary lessons and get baptized. Her daughter in law, Sister Kang, is a good mother, and a mother to us, too. She came with her kids to the dinner appointment. We ate out of the same serving dishes, Korean style. There was a fish dish, and she would pick off bits with her chopsticks, inspect them for bones, and put them in her kids' rice bowls. The second time Sister Romney went for the wrong part of the fish, she started doing it for us, too. Like a mother bird.
I love you all; Happy New Year.
--Carrie
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