Visiting Paranapiacaba

Hi Everyone,
There are a lot of cool things about my area (Rio Grande da Serra.) In the little road side shops you can usually find an assortment of dehydrated leaves, sculptures, fabric dolls, decorated boxes, ornaments, jewelry, paintings, and in general lots of cool and quirky things. The people here all know eachother becuase the town is small.

At the southeast side of the town there is a long road decorated with old destroyed cars, a chemical powerplant, a rock quarry and hundreds of train tracks. After about 20 minutes of travel by bus down this road, you arive at the village-city of Paranapiacaba. The town was founded when a British company built a railway line to export coffee beans from the area to the sea port at Santos beach. The village-city prospered for 30 years, until automated machinery replaced the need for the trains´s compliacted travel systems.

When the village’s population suddenly declined and many of its buildings were abandoned, the city was left untouched with a lot of cool history sites and camping areas… (see the end for photos, I visited Paranapiacaba today)

In order to preserve the heritage status of Paranapiacaba as a well preserved railway town, the government of Brazil decreed it to be a historic district and initiated further steps to preserve its heritage status and encourage its development as a suburb of São Paulo and to promote tourism. The objective of the project was to preserve the natural, cultural, and industrial heritage and ensure economic progress of the town in particular and the region as a whole.

(I learned all this from the assorted signs throughout the town)

As far as missionary work this week, I taught a ton of cool people and found two really good families that my companion and I are now preparing for baptism. The highlight of this week, though, was when I went to the temple and got to baptise my recent convert Julio for his deceased father and confirm him as well.

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The assorted photos I attached are the cemetery,

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Me jumping off of a rock bacause it looked cool,

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Me sitting in the jungle rocks,

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Me drinking water from a fountain at Paranapiacaba,

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Me on a bridge

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Me with elder McGary (who was another missionary from the Interlagos mission who I met in the mtc),

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A church in my city,

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and some water I found.

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I think this upcoming week I’ll probably have a few baptisms as well!! 🙂

Godspeed and until next time,

Elder Westenhaver

Shopping and Subways

Hi Everybody,

I don’t have much time left so I summarize this week by saying:

We baptized Erick,
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Saw a floating cross outside a Catholic church,
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Took a picture with some other missionaries and had fun in general.
York Ribero Pires Missionaries

We already have 4 baptisms confirmed for this month so I’m pretty stoked for these upcoming weeks.

This week was kind of difficult because I had a really bad stabbing pain in my foot, but yesterday it went away so that’s good.

In general in this area is pretty nice; it’s very rural so I get to be away from all the commotion that takes place in the city. The area where I am is really more of a county really because there isnt any city-ish area here. Its technically part of Sao Paulo but it’s the last stop on the farthest away train.

The people here work and do whatever normal Brazilian people do.  It has areas that look just like where we used to go camping in Texas and it has areas that look more or less like suburbs. There are a lot of little stores where we can buy food and toilet paper, etc. but there aren’t any Walmarts or anything like I had in my last couple of urban areas.

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The architecture here is mostly the same as in the city but as a general rule the buildings are larger because there is more space. Air conditioning is relatively nonexistent.

The people often sit in bars and drink all day playing dominoes because the government gives money to the “underprivaledged.” Alhough that term proves a little ambiguous here since every social class here is underprivaledged when compared to the US.

I don’t take public transport very often here becuase its 4 reals (which is the currency here. It’s pronounced kind of like “HAY-eye”) so I can’t really afford it. But we did get to take the subway last week.
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Tomorow I´m going to the temple so I’m excited for that. Other that that nothing really happened this last week here.
Next week I promise to write more!
Love, West

Welcome to the Jungle (sort of)

This week was the first week in the “jungle.” As demonstrated by the pictures that I´ve sent you, its not really all that jungly all though there is a part my area that actually looks exectly my old scout camp (you know, dirt roads, and cattle, and donkeys, and LOTS of mosquitoes biting you and snakes and rats and stuff like that).

 The weather here in this area is really really hot and humid so that’s a major bummer.  My new ward is a lot bigger than my others with around 200 active members. It’s probably going to split. My area here is the second biggest in the mission so we´ve been doing a LOT of walking.

I have currently about 100 mosquito bites, at about 1000 I think that that statistics are going to start working against me for contracting dengue or yellow fever or something. Luckily I bought the brazilian equivalent of OFF deep woods so I should be fine, I think.
This week I taught a few good people who are preparing to be baptized. Saul and Samuel are two young boys whose father is causing their baptisms to take forever. He’s a returned missionary but he hasn’t been to church in years. He keeps telling us that he want the baptisms to happen next month or next week–some time in the future. Of course he doesn’t really have a reason to delay the baptisms, he’s just bieng a burden so it’s annoying.
Also we have a young boy that were teaching who’s really receptive and I think were probably going to baptise him this upcoming week if everything goes well. Unfortunately he lives really REALLY far away.
This week our house started raining water when when I arrived one night. It was really sketchy because the whole stairway looked like a waterslide and we had to climb up it to get to our rooms to see what the problem was. Turns out the buoy in the water tank reserve above our house broke and the refill mechanism went haywire and overfilled the tank.

Anyway, its all good since the houses are made of brick not wood so there’s no water damage or anything. I attached some pictures of my house and my area and of my new companion. And one of the train station that’s in my area that I used to arrive here in Rio Grande da Serra.
I almost got robbed this week because someone told us to give them our money when we were wandering around late at night. I just walked around them and told them in really bad portuguese “I dont understand you, I dont speak portuguese.” and they didn’t follow us or anything. Must have been some angels protecting us!
Thanks you guys for reading and godspeed,
E. Westenhaver

Humbling Myself

So I loved watching General Conference. It was cool because I got to watch it in English as well. My favorite talk was the one by Elder Oaks in the last session. I don’t know why but everything he said was exactly what I wanted and needed to hear.

I’m being tranferred today to the most jungle-ish part of my mission which everyone says is really cold. I’m being put with somebody named Elder C. which means Elder Butcher in English. But everyone says he’s cool so hopefully we’ll get along.
This conference when President Uchtdorf  talked in the Priesthood session, he said that as you grow older you begin to appreciate the work that your parents did more every day. Nothing has proven truer to me over these past 7 months of the mission.
I never really thought until recently what it must have been like to be in you guys´s positions. I almost have 20 years under my belt and in 5 more I bet I´ll already probably have a kid. Its wierd to think that the parenting era of my life is almost here. I feel extremely overwhelmed already.
Thinking of the stress and all of the work that you must have put into raising us kids in truly incredible. Often times when I was younger I remember running up to my room and fuming to myself about how I thought you guys were bieng unfair and how I was always right… now I understand that you were just doing what you thought was best.
Becuase of the past emotional, spiritual, physical, mental and age disparities between you and me I never really understood you all that well. (adults in general for that matter) But now that I am almost 20 years old and am finally living on my own I’ve begin to truly realize the value of the teachings and help that you´ve left me with.
In particular I remember how you were always so supportive to me in all that I ever wanted to do. You went to all of my shows and sports things. You helped me do my projects for school and pushed me to do my school work. My only regret is that I didnt embrace the advice you gave me to always work hard, especially in high school.
Because of my slacking off and laziness during those 4 years of high school I will not have a scholarship at college and that makes me mad that I didn’t just listen to what you were telling me that whole time. Luckily I plan on applying for scholarships like crazy when I get back so that you guys dont have to break the bank because of my lack of foresight.
Anyway,
Love you!

28 March 2016

So as far as I know they dont have any Easter parades here in brazil. The only type of parade they have here are riots against Dilma, the current President. Last week there were 12 million people at the Paulista rioting the Paulista is kind of the central business district in downtown Sao Paulo). Her approval rating is 6 percent right now…
But as far as Easter,
My Easter was literally featureless. I honestly forgot that it was Easter until the bishop said “happy Easter” at the pulpit. I ate eggs on Easter morning, so that’s kind of Eastery. But I ate eggs every day this week so that makes for a relatively insignificant breakfast on Easter. They don’t have any traditions really here.
Ive been working out again this whole week because we have a pullup bar in our house. So I´m sore as crap… but I gained a pound so maybe I can gain the other 16 pounds back.
Work is going well here. We recieved a reference from someone who wants a Book of Mormon in English… so well see how that goes.
We had high goals for this week but because a few different problems we only baptized one person this week. Dang coffee… But I’m hopeful that they´ll be baptised later on this upcoming month so the momentary delay isnt too frustrating.
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This week, the Brazilian equivalent of the FBI killed some drug dealers here in my area so once again… death happened here right on my doorstep.
My companion and the other Brazilians in my house are constantly assuring me that these types of things are very unlikely and that Brazil isnt as rife with murder as it appears. I’m the only common denominator with all these shootings so maybe I just have bad luck…
We have tranfers next week so maybe I´ll leave this area. I guess we´ll have to wait to see what happens. I think its pretty crazy that I have already finished more than a forth of my mission!!
I’m going to leave you with one of my favorite scriptures… Job 28:12-28
 But where shall wisdom be found? and where is the place of understanding? Man knoweth not the price thereof; neither is it found in the land of the living.  The depth saith, It is not in me: and the sea saith, It isnot with me.  It cannot be gotten for gold, neither shall silver be weighed for the price thereof.  It cannot be valued with the gold of Ophir, with the precious onyx, or the sapphire.
The gold and the crystal cannot equal it: and the exchange of it shall not be for jewels of fine gold. No mention shall be made of coral, or of pearls: for the price of wisdom is above rubies. The topaz of Ethiopia shall not equal it, neither shall it be valued with pure gold. Whence then cometh wisdom? and where is the place of understanding?
Seeing it is hid from the eyes of all living, and kept close from the fowls of the air. Destruction and death say, We have heard the fame thereof with our ears. God understandeth the way thereof, and he knoweth the place thereof. For he looketh to the ends of the earth, and seeth under the whole heaven; To make the weight for the winds; and he weigheth the waters by measure. When he made a decree for the rain, and a way for the lightning of the thunder:
Then did he see it, and declare it; he prepared it, yea, and searched it out. And unto man he said, Behold, the fear of the Lord, that is wisdom; and to depart from evil is understanding.”
Anyway love you and happy Easter!
Elder West

March 21

This week was very rushed, We spent the week preparing our 3 babtisms that are going to happen Easter Sunday. Based on our group of people were teaching I think were probably going to have a lot of baptisms next month.

Yesterday night at about 10 pm we heard a few gunshots down the street and a bunch of people screaming followed by a car speeding away. A few minutes later the person who was shot was rushed to the hospital. (I dont know if they passed away or not)
That makes it the 3rd time that someone has been shot or killed within one mile of my house here on the mission. Luckily we’re missionaries so nobody wants to kill us. But it is kind of sketchy when someone gets shot down the street from your house.
This week I felt really sick and had to return to my house and sleep after lunch all day. it was really awful because when I woke up after 4 hours I felt better but when we got back to the house after we left again I couldnt sleep because I wasn’t tired anymore.
Anyway I’ve offically lost 17 pounds since I arrived on my mission and I’m thinking I should start eating more. We just recieved the money for this week so maybe I’ll go buy something nice.
Love you all and have a great week!!
West ❤

New Area and Vomiting

This week I switched areas and entered the area of Birajara in Piratininga (still part of the Sao Paulo metropolitan area). It’s right next to India’s mission. I can see this famous racetrack that’s in her mission from my zone. My area is much larger than it was in Silvina and there are a lot more sketchy areas (the weed-smoke and poop-smell type of favela) here as well. I found a GOLDEN investgator this week here on my first day. Or rather, he found us through the church website. We went to his house and after the second visit he’d already read more than a third of the Book of Mormon and watched a ton of videos on the church site.

We invited him to be baptized and he said that he wants to learn more, but that every time we teach him it becomes more and more obvious to him that this church is the true one of God.
Also lunch fell through 4 times this week which was annoying but its ok because we managed to find someone else to give us lunch instead 3 of the 4 times. There’s this road in my city that has a ton of trash on it and my first day we were walking there I actually, for the first time in my life, vomited because something smelled so bad. It was like the worst rotting meat ever, mixed with crap and a bid of orchid smell as well (because orchids are truly horrible smelling, I learned that in a members house this week).
My new companion and I worked like crazy and I did more contacts this week than I’ve every done before on the mission. But unfortunately in our zone, we’ve only got rich areas (which are much more to difficult to find people in) and a deep, dark favela (which is a one way ticket to baptizing inactive people) so we’ve had to kick to the curb almost all of the investigators that we found this week.
Wish me luck and godspeed!!
West