These pictures are just a mix of things that have happened to us over the past few weeks. These first 3 pictures are of a Hindu Temple, just about 2 blocks from our home. We pass by it almost every day, so I thought I would get out and take a few pictures.
The temple is quite large and tall. Right behind the temple is the local water storage tower. Our city is called Taman Molek and this tower is in the city of Taman Johor Jaya, just next to us. The word "taman" means garden or park and it is in front of all the city names. All street names begin with the word, "jalan" which means road or street. There are yellow street signs on every corner, with the word, jalan, followed by two numbers. We live on "jalan 1/27" and our branch building is on "jalan 1/28", just one block south of us.
Here, you can see the Hindu Temple a bit closer. The entire structure is covered with detailed figures, each one representing a different God. It is quite a beautiful building and stands out at night as you drive by. This, along with the water tower, was the first two landmarks that I used to find my way back to our apartment.
Here, Linda is talking with our new set of elders that just arrived this past Thursday. I really think she come from an Italian background, since you can't even see her hands because they move so quickly when she talks. These elders stayed over at our apartment until 11 PM, which is their bedtime. We usually go to bed at 10 PM, but we had a great time visiting and getting to know them better.
This is Elder Meister (with the glasses on) and Elder Tan. Elder Meister was the former Assistant to the President (AP) and he chose to extend his mission by a month and finish the mission serving in our district in JB. He is really a fun guy and has a very thick Australian accent.
Elder Tan is brand new and comes from Malaysia. He is Chinese and speaks 2 different dialects of Chinese, along with English and Bahasa. He is a bit shy for now, but we'll get him talking very soon. The mission president did a "whitewash" in our area. He moved the two elders who were here up to Masai and gave us these two, who have to learn the entire area brand new with no help. We are very happy to have a Chinese elder with us for the JB Branch.
Every home that has a small child in it, has one of these baby bouncing swings. There is one in each of our branch buildings and all the homes you go to.
They place the baby in the blanket and hang the blanket over the hanger, connected to two springs.
Then the mom or dad place their hand on the little one and begin bouncing them up and down.
This is Brother Michael. He is bouncing his little girl. We went over to Brother Michael to give him a blessing. He was working on his car, which was up on a lift, and a large wrench came down and hit him on his nose. He had stitches in the side of the nose and was very sore and bleeding while we visited.
The sweet mom brought out lots of food and before the evening was over, we had 4 other families arrive with their children. There must have been about 25 to 30 people. Everyone comes over to see Brother Michael's nose and to make sure he is alright. The Iban people really care about each other and make sure that everyone is taken care of and in good health.
This is a classic picture from our local grocery store. At Brother Michael's home, we had chicken feet soup. Linda was extra lucky to get a chicken foot, a heart, a liver and something else that came out of that chicken, in her bowl of soup. They add tofu squares, which are gross, some large rubbery mushrooms and one or two slivers of carrot. I take my tofu out and mix it in my rice, so I can't taste it.
These good people don't waste one thing from that bird. You eat everything. With our delicious meal, we had soy milk drink. I'll have to add it to my list of drinks that I'm not particularly fond of. I don't like the "rose" drink, cause it tastes like perfume, I don't mind the corn drink, and now this soy milk stuff. All you do is drink the whole glass quickly right before you leave and then you don't offend anyone. I'm getting good at it.
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