Dear Shanell,

On Thursday I got on a bus at 8 am and arrived in Prospect, a suburb of Adelaide, at about 2 pm. We had a transfer meeting and I got to meet Elder Fusselman. He is super cool!

The next day I found out that Elder Fusselman can cook quite well. We had a great breakfast. I am excited about serving in this area. We went tracting and also visited some members. We gave a couple of kids, Micky and Gradonna, who are member kids, rides on our bicycles. Micky, the 6 year old, got his foot caught in Elder Fussy's spokes and he screamed very loud. He was okay, though.

On Saturday we tracted to a lady named Anne. My companion mentioned something about her being psychic, but I thought he was kidding. Then she started telling me weird stuff about something being a barrier to me in my life. She asked if anything in my life had disturbed me. It was like she was understanding my anxieties and fears. I'm not sure what to think about it. I wonder if God could have possibly given her that ability. There wasn't a bad feeling there at the time, but more like peace and sincerity.

On Sunday we had a lot of meetings. I don't want to sound rebellious, but I sometimes wonder if my time could be better spent tracting and finding people to teach than sitting in meetings. I do try to learn from others in the meetings, though. We ate dinner at the Griffin's home and watch "Cipher in the Snow". That was the first time I saw it and it was very sad!

On Monday Elder Fussy and I went out knocking. We knocked a street that only had 4 houses on it and then left to go find 8th Street. We had felt good about 8th Street earlier when we prayed about where to go. We started tracting and I got a horrible feeling. At one house a man came to the door and said, "Not you again!" to my companion. I looked at Elder Fussy and said, "What does he mean, again?" We both began to wonder what was going on and then we noticed we were on Chesley Street. We had been on the street that Elder Fussy and Elder Furness had already knocked. When we knocked 8th Street we got about 3-4 call backs. We didn't get in to teach any discussions, which was sad. We need some people in our teaching pool. I also bought a roo skin for $33.50.

On Tuesday the sisters picked us up late for zone conference, so we got there late. Afterward, we went tracting and got word from the office that a girl named Debbie wanted us to call her. She was at the home of Micky, the boy whose foot got hurt. She had a hurt knee and wanted a blessing, but then she laughed all the way through it. It made me pretty upset. I don't like the thought of anyone mocking the priesthood.

As they say here: Gday!

Elder Wallentine