On September 20th after we dropped Elder Chen off to the airport we traveled to Kampong Cham in the first of 4 stops to teach a Specialized Training. This lesson is called: Teach People, Not Lessons and asking inspired questions. We taught either the Zone or part of the zone in each of the towns. While I was waiting for Scott to do an interview, I caught videos of these young Women practicing a folk dance of Cambodia to perform at an upcoming Young Adult Activity. In this town, after the training, I went with the Sisters to teach and the Senior Couple came with us. Their driver drove us, so we appreciated that. In one house as we were finishing the lesson I had a frog jump on me. Unfortunately, I had left my camera with the driver and didn't get a picture of the home and family. But when it jumped on me, I gave a little scream and pushed it away from me. It felt slimy and greasy. That's when I knew it wasn't a lizard or a grasshopper. It jumped on Sister Nouer first and she screamed. I saw this little green thing jump off of her. I thought how silly to jump away from a grasshopper, but then it jumped on me. That's what I get for making a judgement on screaming! I did the same thing as our missionary! It was quite funny.
September 21st we drove to Kampong Thom and taught the 6 missionaries there the same lessons. Before we taught, we ate at the Houser's home. The Housers are our Senior Couple here. There isn't a good and safe restaurant in this town. Their cook/housekeeper made this kind of cake in a pumpkin. It was so, so good. After teaching we went with Elders James and Nebekeker. Again, no camera! But here in one of the homes at the end of a rice paddie we drove up to their gate on this little path where the road ended. The front of their home was a beautiful garden that I would have liked to have had here. The little family was very receptive and accepted a baptismal date. We then drove to another home, where we had to hike up a ladder to get in the home. Scott and I took little stools because by then we were getting sore from sitting so long. Our age, you know! When Scott sat on his little six inch plastic stool, the leg bent. He had bought us kiddie stools. He fell off and his legs went out in front of him. I got a good chuckle. Then I sat on mine and sat on the edge, not the middle and I fell off too. By then I was not chuckling but laughing. The family and the elders smiled, but were very polite and didn't laugh out loud. All during the prayer, I kept thinking of how we looked when we fell. This dignified couple looking totally ridiculous falling. It took all my control to hold my laughter in. I succeeded. Later I put the stools on top of each other, and they held good for the rest of the lesson. They found a little wooden stool that they brought Scott. So kind and generous. Scott gave them our stools for their almost to be born baby. We bought 2 foot stools to take with us next time!
Below are two videos of these young sisters practicing their dancing.
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