President Davis called today to tell us that we had to cancel the YSA baptisms. Someone who shall remain nameless--our old foe Pres. Volavola--had scheduled another ward's youth at the same time as we are supposed to attend. I am afraid that we are going to live with this type of subterfuge until we leave for the U.S.
We fed Elder Hawks and his parents tonight at our flat. The Wellses came and helped with the food. It was a lovely evening for everyone but Elder Hawks who was sick. I had made Elder Hawks favorite desert, mud pie. I had to send a piece home with him as he could not eat. The recipe for mud pie makes two pies, so after the Wellses and the Hawks left, I texted the APs "We have pie. Interested?" In less that one minute the reply came. "Be there is 5 minutes" When they showed up there were four missionaries instead of just the two APs. Good thing I had not given the Wellses any pie to take home. It was fun to watch them eat the pie and listen to their conversations. The two extra elders that came are leaving the mission field tomorrow.
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