Moyamaba is a city in the terms of Sierra Leone. But to everyone back home it is an African Village. Most of the houses don't have doors and are made of cement with sheets of metal for roofs. Some though are mud walls with leaves as roofs. In terms of work, there are only five things that my companion and I have come up with that people do. They can work at the hospital (which looks like a run down middle school from the 1930s), the police department, the bank, drive transport (motorcycle taxi), or sell stuff on the street (clothes/food/etc.). Other than that there is really nothing to do. There are some small rice farms on the outside of town but not big. There is one paved road that runs down the middle of town and all other roads are dirt with countless potholes. It truly is a beautiful country and Moyamaba is very flat but as we walk or take bikes we can look out into the jungle and mountains, and it really does make me appreciate the wonderful creations that God has given us. As we walk down the roads the kids will either yell our names and wave/run after us to give us high fives or fist bumps, or they have the complete opposite reaction and are scared of white people and scream their guts out, lol. Elder Applegarth likes to mess with those that are scared.
In terms of food we are served mainly four dishes all over rice. Casava Leaf, Potato Leaf, Gravy, or Palm Oil soup. All look the same in the bowl they serve us and the bowl of the toilet. They mix either chicken or fish in it usually, sometimes other things....you'll hear about that later.
My second week in Moyamaba absolutely flew by. Like went so fast, feels like yesterday I emailed home.
Tuesday: I extended my first Baptismal Invitation, and all three of the sisters said yes! So it means my first baptism will be in a few weeks! We also had a sister that moved from Bo for a few weeks approach us on Sunday saying she had been taught a few lessons but wanted more, so we went to visit her Tuesday night and when we asked what she knew about the church, she rattled off a very long and elaborate testimony of Joseph Smith, how cool is that? It was like the baptism fell into our lap. She is been baptized in two weeks. She lives in the soldier barracks which is about two miles outside of Moyamba so some of the kids there have never seen white people. So I had the cutest 3 year old come up and would not touching my arm and feeling my hair! Cutest thing right, only problem is he was butt naked!!!!!! My companion had the hardest time not laughing as we were in the middle of the lesson.
Wednesday: Was pretty normal. We don't do a lot of finding or contacting here because if we really wanted to baptize everyone we could because we are white. So when it comes to contacting we have to be picky, but Elder Applegarth made me contact some families and we even got a return appointment, more to come about that appointment.
Thursday: Was a terrible day, I woke up with a pain in my side that stayed all day, and it was very hot. Through prayer and much faith though I was able to make it through that day and the pain went away. We went back to Soldier Barracks and the kids had clothes on this time! Nudity is the least of concerns in the country, so you always have to be careful looking at rivers and if you go to someone's house, because kids will be nude, women won't have shirts, and men will just pee anywhere they want.
Friday: Wasn't much better in the fact that it was just as hot if not hotter than thursday and five of our seven appointments didn't show up or weren't home, It was eventful in the fact that we learned that the Branch hadn't done anything with tithing since it was created almost a year ago, so my companion was then called as Branch Clerk. We went back to teach the family I contacted and it turned out they couldn't read (happens a lot here) and in the middle the lady pulled her breast out to feed her kid. Elder Applegarth ended the lesson quick and we left.
Saturday: We had a Mormon Helping Hands Service project in the morning, weeding the hospital. At first Elder Applegarth and I were just sitting there and I asked why we weren't helping, he said watch this, went and grabbed tools for us and we started to work. Not even five minutes in we had countless people telling us we were weeding wrong and to give them our tools. I didn't know you could weed wrong but we were. Then people put us on picture taking duty and getting snacks, I didn't complain. Saturday night we went to the usual family that we go to every night for dinner and we were served Palm oil soup with what looked like beef. I was hungry so went straight for the meat and it was quite good and sweet but didn't taste like beef. Turns out it was not beef but Monkey. Oops, Elder Applegarth started laughing at my reaction when I was told it was monkey. But I have faith the power of God will protect me from Ebola but I learned to ask what the meat is first. But to be honest it was very tasty meat.
Sunday: In church I had the opportunity to bless the sacrament, and teach sunday school and young womens because my companion was working on clerk stuff. I taught about the power of the Book of Mormon, and Personal Progress, felt kinda weird teaching about something that I have no idea about but its good to learn. After we went to a members house and had a really late lunch taught lessons and played Ludo. Ludo is their one and only board game. It is like Sorry on steroids, very fun and I actually won twice so.
Monday: Today I woke up cold. It was 78 degrees. We went to the bank and market to get food and then Elder Kasbosha (other elder in our apartment) and I went on a bike ride, it was beautiful but soon got hot.
The work in Moyamaba in physically hard, but so spiritually rewarding, some of the members and even investigators have the strongest testimony and desire to do what is right. Even in just the last two weeks my Krio has gotten pretty good, but I still have a lot to learn. It is so cool to be a servant of the Lord and spread his gospel to these wonderful people!
Elder Hendricks
Pictured Below:
1.My favorite snacks
2. Smashing peppe (hot peppers)