Week Eighteen.

Hello, to the miscellany of family and friends out there who willingly subject themselves to the bore of reading my letters from time to time.  The few.  The proud.  The Young Elder Hansen Advocates of America (YEHAA! Like a cowboy).  I salute you and thank you for your support.  :)

This has been a great week.  This Sunday we were able to view a retransmission of the missionary broadcast--it really helped the members feel excited about the work here in the Prosperity branch.

Then last night the Zone Leaders called to tell us about transfers--''The doctor called,'' says my companion after hanging up the phone.  ''Congratulations.  You're pregnant.'' After a fit of histeric laughter I asked him what on earth he meant.  It turns out that a trainer on the mission is sometimes referred to as ''Dad'' and the trainee (new missionary, greenie or ''Oro'' as they call them here) is the ''Son.''  So, when Elder Trejo told me I was expecting, he really meant that I'll be having a baby missionay to train this next transfer. That's a pretty overwhelming prospect!  But I'm excited.

We don't have a lot of time this week because we're getting Elder Trejo packed and ready to head out.  But I'll let you know all about my new companion next week!

With love,

Elder Hansen