It is so hot! Oh my goodness, it does not even feel like
Christmas. It is about 90 degrees each day. I am not in
Fortaleza! I was put in a rural part of the mission, which I wanted, and
it is called Canindé. It is so, so poor. But what has really been
the struggle, which I am still baffled about is that Elder Garcia, my trainee
from New York is still my companion. We
get along great, but do you know what that means? Neither of us speaks
Portuguese!!! And, Canindé is a new area, which has never had missionaries.
There is only one member here! I am so lost!!! I get home at night
and just want to cry. We street contact in the sun all day...we walk
about 12 to 14 miles each day. It is funny, everyone here thinks we are evangelicals...they
have never heard of the church. In terms
of the work...super, super hard. The people here are very open but they
do not understand us. I cannot tell you how many times this past week
that it has taken Elder Garcia and me something like twenty minutes to carry on
a conversation, which the equivalent in English would take two minutes.
Not only can they not understand us, we cannot understand them. Canindé
is notorious for being the most "slangy fast" Portuguese in Brazil.
About my apartment… Well, the first three days we did not
have electricity or running water. Now we have both but the water that comes
out of the shower is lake water and is pitch yellow. So gross...you can
smell the rotting flesh which has been brewing in it as it comes out the
spout. It is quite the experience. I am so, so grateful for America.
I am happy I am here, though. I
know the language will come. People just laugh at us when we speak
because we are so bad! Everyone
here thinks I am German. They ask me to speak German to them...
The church is brand new here. They literally have never
seen us before. Everyone here is of the Catholic culture and we have to
go to the slums of the city to have people listen to us. But, we teach a
lot because everyone is very hospitable. They all wonder why people in
white shirts and ties are here because they have never seen us before (rather
they ask why we are wearing pants in the heat!) It is so hot here and so
poor that most people do not even wear clothes besides short shorts and torn up
shirts.
There are famished dogs and cats everywhere. There is this
one pack of dogs which roams the city. The dogs are super afraid of
humans here. And, there are frogs everywhere...so many
"sapos." The other day, while walking, I counted hundreds of frogs
flattened by the millions of motorcycles which are here. So, if I have a
message to share with you this week, it would be this: be grateful for what you
have!
I really do love it here. I have never been as stressed,
though. The language is so, so, so, so...HARD! Mom, I
am sorry, but I know longer take spiders out of the house anymore. I wake
up each morning and part of the morning routine is to grab my shoes and kill
the spiders that are the size of my hands. These things are huge!
So big! They could probably take on a small pitbull and win.
2 Nephi 28:30 has become one of my favorite scriptures...line
upon line...precept upon precept…
Feliz Natal.
Elder Larkin
Elder Larkin and Elder Helvey from the MTC
The town of Caninde where Elder Larkin is serving.
It is so dry in Canindé. In this picture it was raining. It has not rained here in three years. Pretty awesome that the day the church came into the city for the first time with missionaries was when it rained for three consecutive days for the first time in years.



















































