tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27851296505375237902024-02-02T14:56:43.279-08:00Ben and Margaret ReadAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11087259326335528754noreply@blogger.comBlogger76125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2785129650537523790.post-19020659325988778912013-08-18T04:46:00.000-07:002013-08-18T04:46:09.007-07:00Roller Coaster RideWOW! We have had such a final emotional week. I have spent most of the last seven days in tears. It is so hard, much harder than I ever imagined to say good-bye to these wonderful people in Kota Kinabalu. I seem to be in tears almost every minute. There will be a big hole in my heart when we leave.<br />
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On Monday we had a special family home evening with the branches at branch president Ng's house. They had a great meal and then we had a karaoke. It was kinda of fun singing the "oldies". Everyone got involved. Lots of laughing and singing:<br />
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Sis. Ivory doing a great job singing<br />
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Front: Eder, S/E Read, Mao, Sis. Dorcas. Back Row: President Ng, Bro. Wong, Sis. Annie and Sis. Susan<br />
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Our last district meeting with the great elders serving in KK: Bro. Tadius (former missionary, just visiting district meeting, mostly for the food I think. He is so great! I love him to pieces); Elder Johnson, Elder Jahali, Elder Chan, Elder Loke, Elder Gaultier and Elder LaFontaine.<br />
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Sis. Josie had me come to her home Wednesday and showed me how to make her famous 30 egg cake. She even gave me the secret recipe because I am leaving Sabah and promised not to share it with anyone in Malaysia. We made a smaller version, only 20 eggs in this cake. It was delicious.<br />
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Elder and Sister Allen arrived in KK on Friday night. So happy to have them here safely. They got diverted in Hong Kong because of a large typhoon. But they finally made it to KK. YAHOO! A great couple and we have had to work hard and fast in the short time we have together.</div>
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Saturday night the branches had a combined activity to say good bye to us and to say hello to the Allen's. It was so much fun! The branches really went to a lot of work for the night. They were all encouraged to wear their native tribal dress. </div>
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Little Brianna in her native Kadasun dress<br />
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Sis. Faralina and her brother Andriano in their native dress.</div>
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Sis. Lillian<br />
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Sis. Jannifer</div>
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Sis. Read with Sis. Wendy, Sis. Lisa, Sis. Helen and Sis. Verronica</div>
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Sis. Ervinna and her son Vincent. She made her beautiful skirt. All the artwork is beaded.<br />
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One of my most favorite sisters -- Sis. Rusalin. I love her so much. She is holding baby Emily and I am holding her daughter Jeanette. Jeanette just wanted me to hold her and hold her all night. I loved it.</div>
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They dressed Elder Read up in some native costume. Looks Sharp don't you think. We each got a T-shirt among many many other gifts. </div>
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A large group of party attenders including the elders and other fine young men<br />
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This is the great Chua family. They are such a golden family and so faithful and pioneers of the Malaysia Church. LtoR: Ching, Vivi, Maylin, S/E Read, Bro. Chua, Stenley in the back and Alpheus in the front. They are so great. Love them all.</div>
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A big group hug and group cry. </div>
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We also had to talk in KK1 sacrament meeting today on the topic of service. It has seemed like we have spent this whole week running running running. Tomorrow we have a lot of appointments and places to visit with the Allen's so we can get them all taken care of. </div>
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Our plane arrives in Salt Lake City on August 22 at 2:28 pm. We are coming on Delta Airlines on flight #2053 from Los Angeles, terminal 2. It shouldn't be too long a flight as we leave Singapore at 5:15 am and arrive in SLC at 2:28 -- that's only about a 9 hour flight. Not too bad don't you think. You are all welcome to come if you want. </div>
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We have loved our 18 months in KK and we are so thankful we have had the opportunity to be here. We have learned more than we have taught, we have been served more than we have served, and we have been loved more than we have loved. It has been quite the journey, but we have had much joy in our journey. We can never be the same people we were when we left. God has changed our hearts and lives and we have been changed for good. Thank you all for your support and prayers and love. We couldn't have done it without you. A special thank you to our wonderful children and grandchildren who have supported us and been there to take care of everything we left behind. We haven't had any worries about our home or finances or anything at all thanks to them. We owe them so much for making it possible for us to serve. We have been so blessed with the wonderful children, including children-in-law, and grandchildren. Our terrific sisters and brothers have also been there to support and help in so many ways also. Also, friends and ward members and so many others we can't name them all have all pitched in to make it possible for us to serve. A great big Malaysian TERIMA KASIH! to everyone. We will see you all very very soon now. We will give our report in the Roy 30th ward at 11 am on Sunday Aug. 25. Address: 3300 West 6000 So. in Roy. Hope all blog readers can come. Lunch afterwards at our home. WE LOVE YOU ALL!</div>
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Sampai Jumpa Lagi! E/S Read</div>
<br />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11087259326335528754noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2785129650537523790.post-19592004453432821162013-08-10T23:17:00.001-07:002013-08-10T23:17:13.032-07:00Trains and YSAThe time really is flying by now and I spend a lot of sleeping time thinking of things that need to be done before we go and sometimes it is just so overwhelming. I don't know if we'll be able to finish everything on our "Things To Do" list, but we will try. The Allen's will inherit a lot of work, so they will hit the ground running. <br />
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This week we took a trip on the North Borneo Railway. It was on a very old steam engine train. There were actually workers whose job it was to keep the furnace filled with the chopped wood to make the steam to make the wheels on the train go round and round. We went with Elder and Sister Crookston who came over from Sandakan.<br />
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The Steam Engine<br />
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The Crookston's and Read's on the train. <br />
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The view of our railroad car. It was very nice inside. Each couple had their own table and each table was set with wonderful china and glasses. Kinda like the tiffin style. We had a continental breakfast of different pastires and juices when we first got on. The train made a stop at the town of Kinarut where we visited a Chinese Temple.<br />
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They had a lot of these statues in different poses. We thought this one was interesting. On the way home we were served a four course lunch that was great. It was a fun way to spend the day.<br />
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On the 8th, 9th and 10th we attended the East Malaysia Young Single Adult Convention at the Borneo Paradise Beach Hotel. There were about 38 YSA's and about 18 adults. We had a terrificly good time.<br />
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There were workshops on learning to be a teacher, preparing and bearing your testimony, and sacrifice.<br />
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We also learned to dance. Elder and Sister Vaughn were the instructors and taught the YSA to do the Cha Cha Cha and some line dances. Everyone got involved and learned some new dance steps and some of them even held hands while they danced. Amazing! Maybe there is hope for marriage among them yet.<br />
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We also put together some hygiene kits together for a Children's Government Home that takes care of children from the age of newborn to 18 years.<br />
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We had an activity where the YSA had to work their way along a rope with many detours and deadends blindfolded. There were people stationed along the way who were either trying to help them reach the finish line or they were trying to keep them from reaching the finish. The YSA really loved this activity. They eventually all found their way, but there were a lot of life lessons they could learn along the way.<br />
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Their closing activity was to paint a banner for the convention and they each put their handprint on it. They did really well in not getting the paint all over the floor, themselves or each other.<br />
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The senior couples at the YSA Conference. Everyone had such a great time. All the hard work and preparation really paid off. <br />
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Our last full week here is really jam packed all ready! The Allen's will arrive on Wendesday or Thursday and I have so much to do to get everything ready for them. We are really starting to get more and more anxious every day now and we are also getting a little sadder every day that we will soon be leaving. Such bittersweet feelings.<br />
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This is about your last chance to drop us a line and let us know if you remember us and if you have liked reading our blog. We will be reporting on our Mission Aug. 25 at 11:00 am in the Roy 30th Ward building at 3300 West 6000 So. We would really like to invite everyone to come. We have missed you all so much and would really like to see you there. And of course, there will be a lunch after. Please Come! See you soon! E/S ReadAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11087259326335528754noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2785129650537523790.post-18090813144958613572013-08-04T05:01:00.001-07:002013-08-04T05:01:25.526-07:00A Project ClosingHello Again All -- We have had a very busy week. It seems like things are really starting to speed up now with just a few days left. On Tuesday we had our weekly district meeting. It was the last meeting with the same district as it was transfer day again on Wednesday/Thursday. I think I've mentioned before how much I hate transfer day. This was our district at our last meeting together:<br />
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Back Row: Elder Kong who was transferred to Singapore (he needs to have knee surgery so he will be in Singapore for a while); Elder Johnson, who gets to stay in KK; Sis. Noorda who is transferring to Miri; Sis. Rhodes who is transferring to Morgan, UT - home; Elder Rodriguez who is transferring to Singapore; and Elder Loke who also gets to stay in KK. What a neat bunch of missionaries. We love them all so much.<br />
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We have a young single adult in our branch who was studying in KL when she had an automobile accident about 6 months ago. She was in the hospital in KL for about 6 weeks and then she finally made it back to KK to stay with her mom and family. She still hasn't learned to walk again. She desperately needs to go to PT. In the meantime, LDSCharities provided her with a wheel chair. It was her birthday last Sunday night so everyone went for her birthday and food.<br />
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That is Stellica in the wheel chair holding her birthday cake -- the famous 30 egg chocolate cake. Around her are her sister Ivory, her sister Ebony, her brother Jacob, her mother Dorcas and her Granmother.<br />
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On Saturday morning we woke up to heavy rainfall. We usually get rainfall in the afternoon and evening, not too often in the morning. I was disappointed because Saturday was the day of our project and ceremony with the deaf society. We were supposed to be painting outdoor play equipment. I just prayed and prayed for the rain to stop by 8:30 so we could still do our project. The branch members met at the church at 8:00 am so we could car pool to the deaf society. And, by 8:30 it had stopped raining and the sun came out. YIPPEE. We could do our project if things weren't too soggy. We all piled in cars and off we went.<br />
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These members are working on sanding and painting the slide.<br />
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The elders mostly worked on sanding and painting the swings. Can you see the big puddles of water around the swings? The ground was soaked and soggy.<br />
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We were all a little muddy besides covered with paint, but everyone really did enjoy themselves.<br />
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This is the tire painting crew. The society had about 20 - 30 tires which the kids would play in and around and on and under. The smaller children really enjoyed painting the tires -- with some supervision of course.<br />
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After the painting, we had a small ceremony. The press was invited, the deaf children and families were invited, and some of the board members of the deaf society came. <br />
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Ben made a speech and talked about the work that LDS Charities does throughout the world. He mentioned how LDSC is the welfare/humanitarian arm of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints. Branch President Sebastian also said a few words as did the President of the Deaf Society. On the stage with Ben are some of the gifts which LDSC presented: toys, games, books, poster rack, pots and pans, school supplies, hygiene kits, backpacks, etc. etc.<br />
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They also needed a new water fountain and a new TV.<br />
After the ceremony everyone had something to eat:<br />
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Sis. Josie was hired to be the caterer. She did a really great job. (No chocolate cake though -- just cupcakes)<br />
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This is Stenley Chua, Kelly, Vivianna Chua, and Faralia. They were a great help.<br />
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Left to right: Sis. A Ling, Sis. Rusaliah, Sis. Alice, Sis. Josie and Sis. Dorcas.<br />
We were so pleased with the turn out. We had planned on maybe having 60 including the guests of the deaf society, but we ended up with over 80. I was so worried about the food, but Sis. Josie kept assuring me there would be plenty. And she was right. We fed the 5000 and had some left over. The Lord was really with us for our project. There were four newspapers represented at the ceremony. They all interviewed Elder Read and took pictures. This morning, we were in at least 3 of the newspapers. One had a three column write up with a black/white picture and one had a 3 column right up with a full color picture. Ben had prepared a press release in advance so that helped with the write ups. They were all very favorable to the church and gave the church some great publicty and coverage to the KK area. It was GREAT.<br />
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Afterwards we had two baptisms that night. Bro. Riz (pronounced Reese) and Bro. Leonior<br />
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Bro. Riz with Elder Johnson and Elder Loke.<br />
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Bro. Leonior with Elder Loke<br />
Everything about our project day was wonderful, from beginning to baptism ending. It's days like these that you can see the Lord's hand in your work and you can feel good that you had a very very small part in it.<br />
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Drop us a line. You are running out of time if you haven't ever done so. We want to hear from everyone. We love and miss you all. E/S Read<br />
<br />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11087259326335528754noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2785129650537523790.post-15072493404959733582013-07-28T03:15:00.000-07:002013-07-28T03:15:37.289-07:00Greetings to everyone -- we were busy this week, but we didn't have many photo ops. We have been staying around the apartment more trying to wrap up projects and to get the apartment ready for the Allen's when they come in three weeks. Last week when we looked out our window, we saw this beautiful eagle soaring on the wind stream:<br />
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Not a very good picture, but he was very large and so beautiful. He wasn't as large as an American eagle, but he was right up there. And since we are on the 14th floor, he was soaring past our window and gave us a real 'eagle's eye' view. Sorry.<br />
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While we were driving to town one day, this motorcycle guy cut in front of us. Motorcycles are always cutting in front and literally drive anywhere they want. But we were intrigued by the basket load of rolls he was carrying on the back of his motorcycle. They looked so good! I wanted to follow him to see where he was going to take them, but Ben wouldn't do it.<br />
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Right now in Sabah there is a very critical shortage of diesel fuel. You read all kinds of explanations of why this is happening in the paper. Apparently, the government contracts with the diesel fuel manufacturers to provide so much diesel fuel for sale each month. The last few months, the government has guessed wrong on how much diesel will be needed and the diesel gets to be in very very low supply during the last few days of the month. This month, the shortage started sooner than usual. As a result<br />
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you faced this chaos of trying to get to a pump to buy the diesel. Once at the pump you were only allowed to buy Rm50 worth of gas. That would be about 10 gallons. We noticed that the only stations that seemed to have the huge back ups were the Shell stations. A little further down the road, about 1/4 of a mile, is a Petronas station with no lines. We know Petronas sells diesel because we buy our regular gasoline at a Petronas station and there is a diesel hose next to every regular hose. We think the Petronas stations must have run out of diesel earlier and put up a 'No Diesel' sign. The district president was telling us that he got in line early in the morning the other day and still had to wait for an hour in order to get diesel. And there are still 3 more days to go in July. It's crazy!<br />
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We took a drive to the town of Tuaran where we have a project in the works. This project seems to be having more problems than Carter has pills. It was supposed to be done and over with by May 31. I may have mentioned it before, it is a project with the Blind Society. We were invited to their fund raising dinner a couple of weeks ago. We are still struggling trying to get this project moving forward. The only thing they have accomplished so far is to have new shelves built for the baskets they make there:<br />
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The shelves are nice and sturdy and a whole lot bettr than what was there before. They make beautiful baskets out of this rattan:<br />
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They are one of the few basket weavers who still use real rattan. Rattan is getting harder and harder to find. We are also working with them trying to help them refurbish an old mushroom house they have on their grounds. When we submitted the project for approval, we had a bid to repair the mushroom house from a local contractor. When it came time for him to refurbish the mushroom house he said "Sorry. I can't do it for that amount of money" and left us stranded. The blind society has been trying to find another contractor but with no luck. Everyone wants more money that we had budgeted. We took one of our members, Garry, to look at the project to see if he could do it. This is the mushroom house that needs to be refurbished:<br />
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Quite sad isn't it. It keeps getting in worse and worse condition because it needs help! This is what the newer mushroom house looks like:<br />
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This is what we want to other mushroom house to look like when it is finished. This is the inside of the mushroom house:<br />
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The mushrooms grow out of the black "bottle" like things you can see on the shelves and the blind people can feel when they are big enough to pick. Right now they aren't growing any mushrooms at all. They say they are waiting for another shipment of growing bottles to come in. This project is driving us bonkers. They just can't seem to get the vision of it (Sorry again. No pun intended, well maybe just a little intention Sorry)<br />
We have an appointment to meet with the Blind Society -- again -- and see what is going on. They are also having trouble getting the braillers and embosser we were going to buy for them. <br />
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We will be wrapping up a project with the Deaf Society on Saturday. The members are going to help paint the children's playground equipment, swings, see-saw, slide, etc. I hope we get a good turnout. Will report on the next blog.<br />
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Stay well and happy. The gospel is true and can bring you much joy. Please drop us a line if you can. We really miss everyone so much. Love to All E/S Read<br />
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<br />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11087259326335528754noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2785129650537523790.post-32297691184070727292013-07-21T02:34:00.001-07:002013-07-21T02:34:43.007-07:00FIRM and FINALThe most exciting thing we received this week was our FIRM and FINAL flight itinerary for our return trip home from our mission. It was received with rather mixed emotions. Bittersweet. We will leave KK to go to Singapore on Tuesday Aug 20. We will attend our final senior conference on Wednesday, Aug 21. On Aug. 22 at 5:15 am we leave for home. We arrive home in SLC at about 2:30 pm on Aug. 22. Such a short flight back. Only about 9 - 10 hours. Amazing as the flight takes us 9 hours to reach Tokyo alone. There's just no accounting for that International Dateline. But like I said, it is bittersweet. BUT we are so excited to see family and everyone again. We were a little underwhelmed though with the reaction from our kids and grandkids when we gave them the news.<br />
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On Tuesday we had a really bad wind and rain storm. As Sabah is known as "The Land Beneath the Wind" it was rather unusual for those living here. The electricity was off for over four hours. Of course the electricty went off just as I was going to put in a pasta dish and bread for the Elders/Sisters district meeting which we have at our house every Tuesday. We had to improvise. As I cook with propane gas, I was able to heat the pasta casseroles on top of the stove and we had scones from the bread dough instead of garlic bread. The bad part was no Air Con. Boy, it can get hot in a hurry. Pictures of some of the damage from the wind:<br />
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Some trees down outside the fence line by our apartment complex.<br />
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They were very quick to have these trees cut and hauled off. You can see how they have crashed into the fence. There was damage all over town. There were several businesses who also lost their signs. We have worse wind storms at home, but this was just so unusual for KK.<br />
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On Saturday some of the RS Sisters from KK1 branch came to our apartment to learn how to make cupcakes and cookies. They love cupcakes! I said I would be glad to teach them, but then I got to thinking (always dangerous) 'None of these women have an oven in their home!'. They don't use ovens here. Everything is fried. Well, they wanted to learn anyway so we had "Cupcake Class 101". <br />
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This is Sis. Alice, Sis. Ebony and Sis. Susan filling the cupcake tins with the batter they made.<br />
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(Sorry, I don't know how to rotate this picture). Here they are mixing the batter. Sis. Audrey, RS President, Sis. Alice, Sis. Ebony, Sis. Caroline and Sis. Susan.<br />
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The cupcakes turned out pretty good. We made them from scratch as they could never afford to buy a cake mix. While the cupcakes were baking, I taught them how to make no-bake cookies, or Gorilla Poops as Amber calls them. Then I had each one of them make up a cookie kit of the no bake cookies to take home so they could make a batch for their own families. We had a lot of fun! Of course, they all had to bring their children with them:<br />
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Some of the children who came: on the couch: Chelsea, Jeanette, Aven and Hendrey. Behind the couch: Aric, Larry and Lexlee. There were more but these were all that I could get in the picture at the time.<br />
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Several of our members live in a housing complex called Karamat. It is government low-income housing. There are about 10-15 blocks of housing units in a small compacted area. There are four floors to each block and about 16 units per floor. Recently the government repainted the buidings:<br />
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They needed painting. I think the government must have got a good deal on surplus bright pink paint. They really stand out now. Wherever there are these massive housing units, there are enterpenuers (sp?). People in the units will just set up a table or chair or bench or whatever they have and start selling stuff to the other tenants. I needed some bananas and this little girl was selling bananas, soft drinks, vegetables and rice:<br />
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I bought some bananas from her. Her part of the housing unit looks pretty clean. Most do not look this nice at all. So many people in such a small place. Be grateful for what you have, however small you may think it is.<br />
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This morning as we were opening the church, we met this group of people on their way to church. They are all visitors from the Philippines and they are all members. The lady sitting by me on my left has a son serving a mission in San Diego. They spoke good English and stayed for the entire 3 hour block and contributed to the discussions in SS and RS. There were about 10 of them all together. The extra ten really made the count in KK1 branch go up by several percentage points. I didn't get any names, but they insisted on having their picture taken with me. Don't ask me why.<br />
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<br />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11087259326335528754noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2785129650537523790.post-85164014392026904542013-07-14T04:25:00.000-07:002013-07-14T04:25:35.703-07:00Projects and a Little CultureHello everyone -- We have had another marvelous and busy week here in KK. We are busy trying to complete some projects before we leave and also trying to write closing reports on projects that have been finished for quite awhile.<br />
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Sometimes I get a real kick out of the cultural differences here. I have found that no matter what nationality or race you are, we as human beings have more that unites us than differences to separate us. Listen to a baby crying. Can you tell what nationality the baby is just by its cry? Watch children playing on a playground or in a park. If all you could hear was the sound of their laughter, would you immediately know what race they were? We all have the same heavenly father and heavenly mother. We all have divine potential. God loves us all. Our challenge is to learn to love everyone. Regardless. Malaysians love to take known brand names and tweak them abit. An example:<br />
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Not the IHOP we are familiar with but so close, so very close. They have great food by the way. And it seems that no matter where you go here so will see this sign also:<br />
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I guess Malaysians also love to spit because the "no spitting" sign is everywhere, it is in every restaurant, every fast food place, every gas station, just everywhere. I also like the "keep clean" underneath this one. Good advice for all of us as we go through life: Don't spit and Keep clean. Maybe we would have a better chance of keeping clean if people weren't continually spitting around us.<br />
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The grass, lawns not smoking, here in Malaysia is just what will grow best for Malaysia. It is nothing like our soft green Kentucky blue grass. It doesn't grow very thick and it isn't lush. Very few yards have grass. But they have grass that grows along the roadsides and in the traffic medians. No one in Malaysia owns a lawn mower. They hire people to walk along all the roadsides and parks and cut the grass with weed whackers. Usually the people are covered from head to toe with a mask and goggles over their faces, long sleeved heavy shirts, heavy pants with chaps like things over the pants. I don't know how they stand it in this heat dressed as they are. But there are literally hundreds of them who walk around all day long whacking grass and weeds. This is an example of a weed/grass whacking guy who was taking care of the "lawn" at Cheshire Home where we have a wheel chair project.<br />
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This guy wasn't covered as much as the guys along the roadsides. You can see the grass isn't like our grass, but it would take a long time to whack grass.<br />
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This week we also had the opportunity of meeting with the Asia Area Medical doctor. He is Dr. Bertin from North Salt Lake. He and his wife were here for a couple of days to check out the hospitals in KK and the pharmacies to make sure they were ok for us to visit. Lucky for us he found them to be ok.<br />
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The YSA's continue to be a lot of fun for us to work with. Every Monday night we all get together for a lesson and a game or activity. </div>
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This is a fun game that they like to play alot. Two teams face each other. On the table at the end of the line is a small object of some kind. Doesn't matter what. The teams must all turn and look at the table. A person at the other end of the line tosses a coin for the first people in each line to see. When it comes up heads, they squeeze the hand of the person next to them and the squeeze continues on down the line til one team grabs the object. It is lots of fun to play and it gets them holding hands. And squeezing too. Maybe one day they will learn how to play the holding hand/squeezing hand game for real and actually go on dates and get married.</div>
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We asked the primaries in each branch to help us today to put together hygiene kits for the deaf society. It is one of the projects we hope to have all wrapped up before we leave. Here they are helping us:</div>
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This is the primary from KK2 branch. We all wore the "Mormon Helping Hands" vests. The kids thought that was an added bonus to get to wear the vest. The older primary kids would put an item in the smaller kids zip lock bag. They are all so cute.</div>
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This is the primary from KK1. They were so fun to work with today. Malaysians really have beautiful children. Love them all. Hopefully this project for the deaf will be wrapped up with our closing ceremony on Aug. 3. Now, if we could only get the blind project to get on track. </div>
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Hope you are all doing great and enjoying your summer. Take a trip this summer. Why not trip on over to Borneo and pay us a visit. We would love to see you 'cause we love you all. Drop us a line please. It will make our day. Love to All E/S Read</div>
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<br />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11087259326335528754noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2785129650537523790.post-86787262891992588322013-07-07T03:24:00.002-07:002013-07-07T03:24:52.756-07:00A Busy WeekHello to all you peanuts in the peanut gallery (that will surely date me and if you know to what I'm referring it will date you too).<br />
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We have spent a good part of this week in the car. Our little coke can on wheels. One thing I am definitely not going to miss is all the traffic congestion here in KK. It is awful. It makes you want to tear your hair out at times, whick could partially explain Elder Read's condition. Some times it is worse than others. But it seems to have been particularly bad all this week. I get so frustrated trying to get anywhere and arrive on time. You really have to plan well in advance to get anywhere you want to go. If you think a trip should only take about 10 minutes, plan on it being at least a 30 minute trip. And once you arrive at your destination, good luck on finding a parking spot. They are few and far between so people just double park and block whole lanes of traffic. They will park anywhere they can find an inch of free dirt. We have had people who are driving in front of us just stop in the road, get out of their car and lock it and go to the shop or buiding they want to go to. AAAGH. It is so tense you come home literally exhausted from driving.<br />
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We had to go to one of the better up-scale malls here in KK to look for sugar (yes, there is a sugar shortage and a cooking oil shortage and a diesel shortage, so the paper says). One of the first shops we saw in the mall was this one. We should have gone in, but a picture was all we got.<br />
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For July 4th we invited a family over for a good ole American picnic, indoors, at night. They are about the only family in the branch that all speaks English and they would appreciate American food, or at least they could pretend they appreciated it.<br />
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This is their little boy Jesus who they now call Rocky. He is about 8 months old. Big brown eyes to melt your heart.<br />
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Left to right: Jeff ( a very good prize winning kick boxer) Tess holding Rocky, Jacky's mom and Jacky. They were a little leery of the Orange Fluff salad at first, but after tasting it decided they really liked it. When they left they asked for "to go" boxes of the food to take home<br />
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We are doing a project for the Sabah Blind Society right now. We are getting them new braillers, an embosser and building them a new mushroom house. They invited us to their annual fundraising gala as their guests. It was held in the grand ballroom of the Shngri-La Hotel and Resort. Quite plush. This picture shows the ball room with our table. We were in the very back corner of the ballroom.<br />
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The theme of the evening was "Dining in the Dark". They wanted people to experience what it would be like to eat a meal if you were blind and completely in the dark. First they brought out everyone's first course:<br />
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It is some kind of greens (tough, long, hard to chew), a bowl of some kind of soup (the broth was good -- didn't want to try the floaties), a kinda chip like wafer of some kind (actually the best part of the meal) and chicken chop (not bad but lots of bone). Then they turned out all the lights for about 20 minutes and had you eat the meal in the dark. It was an interesting concept and gave you a new appreciation for people who are blind and have to eat every meal in the dark. Of course, there were those throughout the hall who couldn't resist or follow instructions and kept turning on their cell phone lites. Too bad. We did have more food served after the 20 minutes that we could eat with the lights on. <br />
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This was one of the entertainers. He supposedly won the Malay version of Idol. He did have a great voice. They also had some of the blind people sing and they had a very entertaining ventriloquist act too. We had a wonderful time and actually were able to connect with some more people LDS Charities might be able to partner with and help.<br />
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On Saturday morning we were invited to the Sabah Society for the Deaf for a "Field Fun and Sports Day". We are also doing a project with the deaf. Many of the deaf students and their families were there. The first game we saw them playing was bowling:<br />
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This is the "ball". It is actually a coconut. Coconuts do not roll like balls. All the kids had a great time with the bowling activity. They had really super prizes for all the winners and placers too.<br />
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In this game there is a tray full of flour and in the flour are pieces of wrapped candy. You have to blow the flour away to find the candy and then pick it up with your teeth and run and put it in a dish at the finish line. The team who finishes first is the winner.<br />
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She found the candy but is having a hard time seeing where she needs to run because of all the flour in her eyes.<br />
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These are some boys of the deaf scout troop. They saw us and came running over to get their picture taken with us. We are known as 'orang putih' or people who are white.<br />
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The lady on the right side of the pole in the white with black slacks is Regina. She is the principal of the deaf school and the person we have been working with for our project. She is a real cutie and so personable.<br />
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This is the president of the deaf society. He is not deaf nor does he have any relatives who are deaf. He has just donated a lot of time to help the deaf people in Sabah. He spent the whole time with us talking with us and thanking us for helping the deaf people. He mentioned LDS Charities a couple of times in his talk too.<br />
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On Saturday night we were invited to Gideon's 2nd birthday party. Gideon is the son of Jared Ling, the district president, and Mary Liew. They invited a lot of people to his party. <br />
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This is Gideon with his dad and mom. He had one of the famous 30 egg chocolate cakes decorated with legos on it. There was also the famous fruit cocktail cake (on the left). Gideon was more interested in eating all the grapes off the fruit cocktail cake than anything else.<br />
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Gideon the birthday boy. His mother made all the decorations and all the party hats.<br />
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Some of the birthday party crowd. In the middle is Elder Rodriguez. He has only been here for about two weeks. He is from Denver. Such a wonderful young man.<br />
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We had many late nights this week and went to bed tired and happy. There is a lot going on right now and a lot we hope to get done before we leave. But we love being busy and going to bed tired but happy and satisfied. <br />
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Our thoughts and prayers are always with everyone back home and if you ever have a thought about us, please drop us a line. We appreciate all your prayers too. Love to All E/S ReadAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11087259326335528754noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2785129650537523790.post-9806811164298110212013-06-30T03:49:00.001-07:002013-06-30T03:49:28.909-07:00Family History I am Doing ItHello to all you HOT people in the USA. I know Utah has some HOT people but now it seems that everyone in Utah is HOT. We have been following the weather forecast there and our sympathies go out to you. While it is always hot here, and humid, it is nothing like the heat you are having in the West.<br />
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This week we had Elder and Sister Moulder come for a visit. They are serving in Kuching and are specifically called as Family History missionaries. They are great people and certainly know their way around the FH sites. For two weeks we had it announced in Sacrament, RS and Priesthood meetings that they were coming for a special FHE on Monday. We were hoping to get at least 10 people to come. We had over twenty people. YAHOO. The Moulder's said it was the best turn out they had had. In the two branches there are 6 people who are called to work in FH. Four of them are only about 18 in age. But they have caught the vision and are doing a great job. <br />
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Some of our Family History reps in the Family History Center. We have one room dedicated to Family history in our building. The main problem we have is keeping the internet/wifi up and running. <br />
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This is Elder Moulder working with some YSA who turned out to learn how they could do FH. LtoR: Bro. Roy (YM's president), Elder Moulder, Sis. Jaqualine (Primary president) and Bro. David (elder's Quorum president).<br />
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Thre next night they had training just for the branch presidencies and auxiliary leaders and for the FH reps. Also, the next day, Elder Read and I were able to work one-on-one with the Moulder's and they showed us all the wonderful stuff out there to help us with our FH. I was particulary interested in a site called "Find A Grave". They have pictures of headstones throughout the world. You just type in the name of the person you are looking for and the cemetary they are buried in and Viola -- there you are right at the gravesite. I thought this was pretty amazing, but probably some of you already know about this site. We also found out some other interesting ways to gather information on our ancestors. We are looking forward to doing FH when we get home. Thanks Moulder's.<br />
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Elder/Sister Moulder and Elder/Sister Read<br />
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On Thursday we needed to take one of the Elders to the hospital. He has a ganglion cyst on a nerve in his knee and he is having trouble and pain with it if he does a lot of walking or bike riding. Well, he is a missionary so naturally his knee is bothering him. When he was in Singapore for a conference, Sis. Mains (the president's wife) had him go see a specialist there to determine what exactly was wrong. He brought back the XRays with him and also the doctor's report so the doctor's here in KK would know what was wrong and how to treat him. Since he is native Malay, he can get medical care for Rm1 (about 30 cents US). We took him to the hospital two weeks ago to have it looked at and waited there about an hour. Then they said they needed him to take it to a different clinic on the other side of town. So off we go to the different clinic and wait again. After waiting for another two hours, they finally decided that he needed to go back to the hospital and see a different doctor there as none of the doctors at the clinic could read the Xray and report. They gave him an appointment for Thursday, at 9 am at the hospital again. We got him there right at 9. He had to wait in a line for about 15 minutes to get a number so that he could wait in line until it was his turn to see the doctor. After waiting 1 1/2 hours they finally called his number and back he went to see the doctor. Two hours later he finally came out again and said the doctor wanted another doctor to look at it so we had to wait some more. Another hour later he came back out and said he had to wait for an appointment to see a physical therapist and another doctor next week. AAAGH. Five hours later we finally left and they hadn't done a thing for him. I asked him, of the five hours we were waiting, how much time did you actually see and speak with a doctor(s). He said 15 minutes. AAAGH. All I could think of was welcome to Obama Care. Just slit my wrists now.<br />
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Yesterday KK2 RS had an activity where they made ties. It started at 12:00 noon. KK1 RS had an activity where we visited a sister in her home at 2:00 and all brought pot luck. I arranged all my Saturday piano lessons so I would be through by noon and able to participate in the tie making. Then Ben would pick me up at 1:30 so I could make it to the pot luck. When Ben came at 1:30 they still weren't making ties. Only 2 people were there. The RS President came just as I was leaving. I understand more sisters came by 2. When we got to the meeting place for the KK1 activity at 2 pm, there were only three of us at the meeting place. Thirty minutes later, the rest arrived. There is Mormon time and then there is Malaysian time. I am sure Malyasia will miss the millenium by about 3 hours. . . . but we love them anyway.<br />
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Some of the KK1 sisters at the RS activity/pot luck. We were at Sis. Norianna's house. She is on the front far right in the green and white shirt.<br />
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<br />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11087259326335528754noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2785129650537523790.post-34844432567159402592013-06-23T03:58:00.002-07:002013-06-23T03:58:28.621-07:00Hazy and CrazyApa Kabar? from beautiful Borneo. This whole week we have been in terrible hazy air. The farmers in Indonesia are burning their fields right now to get ready for the next planting season. It is supposed to be against the law to burn like they do, but no one enforces it. As a result Sinagpore and Malaysia are really in a haze right now. The air is really smoky and bad and makes it difficult to breath.<br />
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This is a picture from our windows. Normally you would be able to see clear across this area and see the big mountains that are behind the little hills in front. It is especially bad in the mornings.<br />
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You can see the sun in this picture. It is about 11 in the morning. It is in so much haze that you can look at the sun, although you shouldn't and we don't. One good thing though, because there is so much haze, the sun isn't beating down on you. It is still very hot, of course, but the sun isn't shining. They say the haze could last for another 2 - 3 weeks. I remember we had the same thing last year at this time, but it wasn't this bad. Singapore is really upset and has called in the UN. <br />
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We had to have our car, the coke can on wheels, serviced this week. Just a routine changing of the oil, rotating the tires and checking on the AC which decided to go out. The place where we take the car is about a 20 minute walk away, so we can just walk there to take it and then walk back when it is finished. On our way to pick the car back up, we had to walk through this herd (herd? Is herd the right word? What is a group of monkeys called? A monkett? An abbott of monks? I don't know) of monkeys. There were close to two dozen monkeys out. Big ones, small ones, old ones, young ones. Thought you might enjoy seeing some of the monkeys that literally live right outside our door.<br />
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They are very naughty monkeys and are always going through the garbage at the next apartment complex below ours. They will get in the garbage and pull out the whole plastic garbage sack, rip it open, and go through it item by item to see if there is anything there they want. They just throw what they don't want all over the place. It is horrible. However, the cats really love the monkeys. The cats wait below for the discarded garbage the monkeys don't want. The cats and the monkeys make quite a symbiotic relationship and make quite a team. Between the two of them, the garbage disposal area is always in chaos.<br />
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AHH. Isn't that a cute little monkey. It is amazing how quickly they can run across this wire over the road.<br />
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This is an older monkey. We tried to get a picture of the wounds he has on his right front leg, but he wasn't cooperating. These monkeys are called Long-Tailed Macaws. And boy are their tails ever long. Longer than their bodies. Sometimes they will be sitting beside the road with their long tails lying in the road and they won't move, but we don't want to run over their tail either. Usually a quick toot of the horn will get them moving.<br />
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A few blogs ago I told you about Simon who was recently baptized after having to wait a year. If you remember, Simon is deaf and only has vision in one eye. Last Saturday the Starkey Foundation from the USA came to KK and held a free hearing clinic. They tested your hearing and would give you a free hearing aid if one was needed. There were thousands of people who showed up. For many, this was their only chance to get a free hearing aid and to possibly hear something. We took Simon to visit with them. They tested his hearing and he his profoundly deaf in both ears but his right ear is not so profound as his left.<br />
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They fitted Simon with a free hearing aid and he was elated. He could pick up some sounds but the problem is he has no idea what he is hearing. We need to take him to the deaf society now so they can work with him and teach him to recognize what sound it is he is hearing. The Starkey Foundation is a wonderful NGO. So many people were helped. When Elder Read walked in one US worker said, "Oh, You are Mormons. Let me get your picture and do an interview with you on our cameras. One of the major sponsors of this hearing clinic is Justin Osmond ( a cousin to Donny) and he would love to see and hear from you." So Elder Read gave them an interview. We have know idea where it will ever be shown or if it will be shown or if only Justin Osmond will see it, but they wanted to have an interview with a Mormon.<br />
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We had the YSA over to our house on Monday for their FHE. We had quite a big group. I asked them if they wanted rice and mee (noodles) or American sloppy Joes. They all voted for sloppy joes. They were really confused when I put out fresh brocolli, cauliflower, carrots and celery with ranch dip. They said "How are you supposed to eat this? It's raw. You can't eat raw vegetables." Those who tried it really enjoyed it and kept coming back for more. Simon had about four big platefuls and he was one who was quite skeptical about eating raw veggies. </div>
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We went over to Sis. Sarjet's, a recent convert, home on Friday afternoon. She has 11 total kids, but some of them are in KL and are older. I think she adopted some of them. We took the game "Don't Eat Pete!" Once they figured out how the game was played, they loved it. I should have taken more candy but the store I usually buy M&M's at was out of M&M's "Gone already". This is Sister Rhodes, Sis. Noorda, Brenda, Hans and Esther. Brenda is Sis. Sarjet's granddaughter. Brenda's mother is Malin who was recently baptized. Sis. Malin was the one that was baptized after just getting out of the hospital for dialysis and had the bandage around her neck. <br />
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This is Brenda, Sis. Sarjet, me and elder Read. Making rabbit ears on Sarjet is Esther and making rabbit ears on elder Read is Hans. We enjoyed being in their home and Sis. Sarjet makes the best mee! Sedap!</div>
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<br />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11087259326335528754noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2785129650537523790.post-66662772492540861022013-06-16T04:32:00.000-07:002013-06-16T04:32:50.486-07:00Singapore and YSASelamat Datang -- We hope everyone is doing well and loving life. It is great for us to be here in KK and loving our mission. We love the country -- it's so beautiful -- and we especially love the people. We were just talking and saying the other day how the most boring job in KK must be the local weather forecaster. He could just keep pulling out the same forecast day after day and never have to change it. We even have it down by heart now: Sunny in the morning, clouding up in the afternoon with a strong chance of showers. Highs around 32 C and lows around 25 C. Repeat the next day, and the next, and the next . . . . Sometimes when it rains I think I will open the windows and let in the cool fresh air. Well, the air may be fresh but it definitely isn't cool. Just really humid. But I keep hoping one day when I open those windows, there will be cool air.<br />
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We had senior conference again in Singapore on June 3rd - June 7th. We had a fantastic time and decided to take in the famous Singapore Zoo. What an amazing zoo. I have never been in one like it. You don't get the feeling that it is a zoo at all. Very very few of the animals are in cages. There are even monkeys swinging around through the trees above your head. Thank goodness they don't drop anything -- at least they didn't while we were underneath them. Thanks for small favors. Not wanting to bore you with the hundreds of zoo pictures we took, I just thought I would share a few with you:<br />
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This is Sis. Atkinson, me and Sis. Crookston taking on this mean croc. He was vicious, but he was no match for three tough old ladies. We had him cornered in record time.<br />
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Next these probiscus monkeys asked if they might have their picture taken with me. One got scared and tried to run away. What a boob! I only look scary.<br />
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This is the great hornbill. It is the national bird of Malaysia. It if magnificent to look at and so beautiful. It is also quite large. Wouldn't want to ask it to dinner.<br />
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I'm sure everyone as seen a back end like this one at one time or another. Possibly not on an elephant though. I just wanted to show the agility these great big animals have. The elephant is walking on a log and he has all four feet on the log and can walk it without falling. I can't even do that with two feet and a bigger brain.<br />
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I am always amazed at the ability they have in their trunks to pick up large items, like logs, and small items like peanuts. Here the elephant is taking the hat off the man, but he can put it back on the man's head too.<br />
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And what would a trip to the zoo be without seeing the king of beasts. These two kings looked very majestic and very lazy. But they are huge animals and demand to be shown lots of respect.<br />
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This is Sis. Jen Simon. I had a picture of her several blogs ago opening her mission call which was to the Singapore mission. Jen was in Singapore during senior/district conference to be set apart as a missionary. She is so excited to go. She is from the KK1 branch. She entered the MTC in the Philipines on June 5. She will report back to Singapore for her first assignment this Wednesday. All the sister missionaries are hoping they get to be her trainer. She will make one terrific missionary as she has been helping the missionaries teach for the past year and is already familiar with the way missions work. Love Jen.<br />
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This is everyone in the KK district at our Singapore meeting. Well, almost everyone. Elder and Sis. Atkinson aren't here. They are back in the hotel room. I must tell you about the hotel we stay in in Singapore. It is called the V Lavendar. When you walk in the lobby it always smells like fresh lavendar. The smell is beautifu. The rooms -- well they are clean and adequate. If you put your arms straight out from yhour shoulders you can practically touch the walls. Tiny, tiny rooms. Once you get in the shower, you shouldn't plan on turning around. Slide in, lather up and slide out. You each get one bath towel, no hand towel or face cloth. And then you must play "Find the soap". It is not in the bathroom where you think it would naturally hang out. Last time we looked and looked and finally had to admit we couldn't find it, so we got another one off the housekeeping cart. Usually the soap is hidden in a drawer somewhere around the bed. We aren't complaining though, because like I said, they are adequate since all we do there is basically sleep and shower. We are gone all day for meetings. The church pays for the rooms unless you want to stay extra days and do things on your own. Then you pay for your extra days. Everything in Singapore is so expensive. This wonderful "adequate" room at the church's discounted price still runs $168 Singapore dollars per night. Singapore and US dollars are about the same. Makes Motel 6 look like the Ritz.</div>
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This is Tiffiny, her grandmother Kinta and her cousin Melvin. They have been in the KK1 branch for about 3 years. Kinta recently finished cancer treatments. She lost all her hair, but now it is growing back and she is doing better. They left on Friday to go to Bintulu. I will sure miss this family. They have relatives in Bintulu who are active members, so hopefully, they will stay active there. Melvin wants to go on a mission but he needs to save some money. It is a hard situation for him because most of the jobs around here require you to work on Sundays, so that is bad for him. He works a while and then he quits because he wants to go to church. Then he finds another job and it is the same thing over again. Hopefully, when he gets to Bintulu they can help him get on his mission.</div>
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We are having all the YSA's over to our apartment tomorrow night for FHE. I think some will go swimming. So I am busy doing lots of cooking today because we have several appointments tomorrow. BTW, we had another project approved last week. It is for the Sabah Deaf Society. We will be meeting with them again tomorrow to make sure we get everything right. I have a soft spot in my heart for deaf people/children after having had wonderful deaf neighbors the whole time we were growing up. I'm glad the church can offer some help.</div>
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Take care everyone -- We Love You All and miss everyone and everything. Hope you are staying cool this summer. At least you can have a variety of weather forcasts. Love Ya E/S Read</div>
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11087259326335528754noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2785129650537523790.post-32475022100673973312013-06-09T02:56:00.001-07:002013-06-09T02:56:33.288-07:00Moving OnMy mom's funeral has come and gone. Thanks to the magic of skyping and our son Mark we were able to attend the funeral. Everyone did such a wonderful job. She would have been so pleased. I'm still sad that I wasn't able to attend the funeral and a part of me still wonders if I made the right decision. I think I will always have doubts about whether I should have gone home or not. When I look at all the pictures I get a sadness in my heart that is so hard to define. I don't even have a picture I can post here that shows what a nice service she had. I don't even have a picture of her to share with everyone. She was such a remarkable woman. She truly was Amazing Grace. But now it is time to get back to the work we were sent here to do. The world just keeps on going on but it has lost one terrific lady that will never be replaced.<br />
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We had a baptism of three remarkable people a couple of weeks ago. I wanted to share with you a little bit about Michael Bong.<br />
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This is Michael, in the middle, with his mother Lisa and his father Brandon. Several years ago they were very active in the branch. Bro. Brandon was in the branch presidency. Then about 3 years ago Brandon had a stroke which left him impaired on his left side. He has had to fight back to be able to walk and talk again. After his stroke, they weren't coming to church. Lisa was working on Sundays and it was hard for Brandon to come. We visited them about 8 months ago with the branch president, Pres Chua. Pres. Chua brought a video of the time two years ago when he went to the temple and had all his family sealed. Brandon told us then that he wanted to be able to do that with his family next year. So we challenged him to get his life in order to make that happen. Brandon had a job at the time that required him to work on Sundays, but he left that job about 3 months ago so he could come to church again. Brandon wanted to baptize Michael who is 10. Michael also has a little ADHD. Brandon wasn't sure he had strength enough in his arms to do the baptism. Ben told him to practice at home by lying Michael down on a bed and then lefting him up from there. He practiced and soon felt that he could do the baptism on his own. But Michael was scared to death of water. He would actually have tears on his cheeks when he thought about having to go in the water to get baptized. The day of the baptism came and Michael stood at the top of the font stairs just trembling with tears in his eyes. His dad put out his hand to him and Michael gripped it with a death grip. Brandon showed him how to hold his nose. Then came the baptism. Brandon said the prayer flawlessly and put Michael under the water and then Brandon reached for Michael's shirt and literally pulled him back out of the water. When Michael came out of the water he looked at his dad and then raised both his arms straight up in the air and shouted "YES". What a moment. Michael was happy, Brandon was beaming and Lisa was smiling ear to ear. Everyone was laughing through their tears. They have the baptizees bear their testimony at the end of the baptismal service. Michael was the youngest one baptized that day but what a testimony he gave. He is an amazing kid with an amazing family.<br />
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This is Elder Tadius with bro. Sacharias and<br />
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this is Elder Tan with Emmy and Elder Tadius. Emmy is Elder Tadius' sister. Both Elder Tan and Elder Tadius are native Malaysians. Elder Tadius' home town is about an hour drive from here and is in the KK district. Elder Tadius was raised RC. His whole family is RC. Elder Tadius had decided that he wanted to become a RC priest. His family thought that was great but told him he should go to KL and spend some time there for a little while before he joined the priesthood. So off to KL he went for his final trip before becoming a priest. Guess who he met in KL? Missionaries. After much listening, fasting and prayer he knew he would never be an RC priest. He joined the church. His family was very very unhappy with him. Even more so when he told them he wanted to serve a mission for two years. When he was transferred to KK he was back in his home area. He could teach his family. He first taught his sister Sophianna, but she is having a hard time because of family pressures. His sister Emmy listened and learned and he was able to baptize her. He says that his family is softening and can see how happy he is. He is such a wonderful young man. I just love him to pieces. He will be through with his mission in about 2 more weeks. Boy, we are going to miss him. I look at him and see a branch president, a district president, maybe even an area authority seventy some day. <br />
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It is Harvest Festival time here in KK. The schools are closed for two weeks and there are lots of different kinds of celebrations going on. Malaysia is made up of about 7 different tribes. They each have their own food, dress and dances. The branches had a combined activity to celebrate the Harvest Festival. Three models were chosen and each group had to dress their model in a native costume made out of newspaper.<br />
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Our model was a young man, about 9 years old named Uriah, Uri for short. He made an excellent model. This is the missionaries and branch members outfitting Uri in his Kudasan costume. <br />
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And this is the finished product. LtoR: Elder Tan, Elder Allen, Uri, Elder Kong and Elder Tadius. And they won the contest for the best costume. <br />
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This is our last district meeting with Sis. Parker. (Sis. Parker is the girl on the back row) She left to go home on June 5. She was one dynamo of a missionary. Sis. Rhodes, her companion, is sitting next to me. She is from Morgan and knows some relatives of ours.<br />
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It was also Elder Allen's birthday. He turned 19. He is from Utah and is the only Elder serving here in KK who isn't native Malay. What a great young man. He has only been out in Malaysia for about a month.<br />
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We finished teaching the Temple Prep class and now they went off to the temple last week for the first time. I wanted you to see a picture of our "students". It was a joy to teach them. With their temple blessings they will be able to help the branches so much. I didn't realize what a sacrifice it is for them to make this temple trip. It may be the only time they will have the opportunity to go in their lifetime. It costs them in time lost from work and monetarily as well. We should be so grateful that we can have temples so close to us. Hopefully, one day there will be a temple in Malaysia.<br />
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Thank you to those who sent an email expressing your condolences. I really really needed them. It is so hard to be so far away. We pray for you all back home and please, send us an email. We love to get them. We love you all E/S Read<br />
<br />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11087259326335528754noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2785129650537523790.post-8156363643911851292013-06-02T04:51:00.001-07:002013-06-02T04:51:56.860-07:00A Sad WeekIt has been a hard week for me. My sisters and brothers have included me in a lot of the funeral plans for my mother, but it just isn't the same as being there. They are very caring and among my best friends. I so enjoy being with them. I thought they planned a very nice funeral service. Her grandsons Mark Read, Jason Wood and Dan Brady all spoke. This is what she had asked. There was a very special musical number by granddaughters and grandaughters-in-law. A really pretty arrangement of "I Know That My Redeemer Lives". And then my brother Jim spoke. We are so lucky that we can live in this day and age. We were able to go to the viewing and funeral via skype thanks to our son Mark who is a techie. When Mark was on his mission, we could only talk with him on Mother's Day and Christmas via a long distance telephone call and it would cost us over $150 each time. My how times have changed. Thank goodness. Thanks Mark for all you did to make this possible for us. I want to thank all my children for helping me to get through this. They have been such a source of comfort from so far away. It is hard for my flimsy brain to comprehend that she will not be there when I return home. She has always been there. It will be hard not to want to jump in the car on Sunday nights and head for granma's house. All the fun and laughter with everyone that was always there. We laughed over crazy things and cried over crazy things. I think we are just crazy. It must be time to start new traditions and make new and different memories. I just have this huge hole in my heart and soul right now and can't see beyond it.<br />
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We are leaving for Singapore in the morning and will be there for five days. I will try to get back in the blogging mood upon our return. As always, would love to hear from you. Sending our love and prayers for you and your families Elder/Sister Read<br />
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11087259326335528754noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2785129650537523790.post-28005057555281051382013-05-26T03:52:00.000-07:002013-05-26T03:52:16.808-07:00MomThis is definitely the hardest blog I have sent out while on our mission. When we got home from church this afternoon, we had an invitation to hang out with Mark. I knew it would be the bad news I have been expecting for the last few days. My dear, wonderful, happy, loving mother passed away today. I really feel completely drained right now. I am still trying to grasp the fact that when we get home, she won't be there. She has <b><u>always</u></b> been there in my life. I can't remember a major decision I ever made or a time of hesistation in my life that she wasn't there to advise, counsel and cheer me on. She raised five totally fine children, well most of us are totally fine, and always gave us a perfect example to follow. She could kiss a skinned knee or a cheek wet with tears and make everything instantly better. There have been very few times I have seen her cry, namely because she had Sjorgren's disease and didn't have any tears. But I have seen her soul rocked with sobs and her heart about to break usually due to something affecting her children or grandchildren or great granchildren. She was a perfect wife and mother. She could bake, sew a little, clean, laugh, holler and hug like no other. She was an instant friend to anyone she met. She had an art of making you feel at ease and that you had something interesting to tell her about your life. She was the glue that held our family together. She was the reason we all wanted to go to Granma's house on Sunday nights. Oh how I am going to miss those Sunday nights. Sometimes people who marry into our family can't understand the Sunday nights but they were a time for us, all of us, to cry with each other, to cheer each other on, to laugh over silly things that only a 'Cowles' would get. But mostly they were a time to love each other, no matter what was happening in our lives. We knew we would either have 20 people on Sunday night who would be happy for us or there would be 20 people who would be disappointed in us. A true test of a potential marriage partner was the Sunday Night family 'meet and greet'. If you couldn't pass this test, you were doomed. And my mom was always the reason we were there in the first place. I have felt so lost these last few days, knowing she was graduating and going back home. Mark and I think she was reading her new "Handbook of Instructions" before she actually made it back. She too is now on a mission. My mission has a release date. Her mission is eternal. But she will be there to greet us when our earthly missions are over. And like I told her on the phone yesterday, "I will come running Mom. I will come running towards you so very fast you'd better be well planted so I don't knock you over." What a joyous occasion to look forward too. I have such a hole in my heart right now that it makes it hard to breath sometimes. My mom's name was Grace and she was full of Grace and beauty and truth and virtue. If there is anything virtuous, lovely, praiseworthy or of good report, it was Grace. The world is sadder and heaven is jumping for joy! I Love You Mom.<br />
Always Have. Always will. T H I S M U C H! H2CAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11087259326335528754noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2785129650537523790.post-74844437079215977882013-05-19T03:45:00.001-07:002013-05-19T03:45:17.125-07:00And They're GoneAfter approximately 10 days of having John and Kathy with us, they have returned home and we are very sad. It was so much fun to have them with us. We had an amazing time and saw some wonderful sights. It was so much fun to laugh with someone who has the same sense of humor and understands your cracks. Most of the Malaysian's here just look at me like, "What? I don't get it?" Who can blame them? It's an acquired skill or an inherited one. Sometimes Ben still looks at me like "Uh?! Really? You said or did that?" Oh well, he's got all eternity to try and figure it out. He is a patient man.<br />
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Our last big activity with them was snorkeling on Manatani Island. We had to take a van ride for about an hour and then a boat ride to the island for about another 30-40 minutes. It was a nice ride going over not so nice coming back. I was a little leery of snorkeling because the last time I tried it, in Hawaii, I managed to swallow half the ocean and it didn't sit well on my stomach. I did this after only being in the water for 3 - 5 minutes. But this time I did just fine and really enjoyed it a whole lot. We saw lots of beautiful coral and lots of beautiful fish -- fish of all sizes and shapes and colors. It's amazing what is underneath all that water in the ocean. Unfortunately, our camera had a problem so I wasn't able to get any pictures of our snorkeling trip. Maybe Kathy will post some on her blog.<br />
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Today we taught another Temple Prep lesson. They are some of the lessons we really enjoy teaching. Everyone in the class is so happy and excited to be going to the temple and they all want to learn what to do and what to expect. We have about 10 in our class this time. There are two couples and the rest are sisters. Some of the sisters are married and some are single. It is quite a sacrifice for them to make this trip and for many it will be a once in a lifetime trip. We are so blessed that we can be at a temple after just a 10-20- or 30 minute drive. They will be going to the temple in Manila on June 3. Unfortunately we won't be able to go with them. We are having a senior conference that same week and we need to be to that. <br />
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While our calling is to be Humanitarian/Welfare missionaries, we find a lot of joy in working with the people in the branches. It sure makes you appreciate the priesthood. If they could just get the priesthood to function and accept their responsibilites, everything would run so much smoother. Right now the church here is only 16 years old -- a teenager -- and you know how teenagers can be. The hope and promise of these branches lies with the exceptional youth that are coming up. They are terrific and so motivated. Just exceptional young people. We can see that the church will be just fine as the youth come along.<br />
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I thought I would show you around our chapel this week. We have the only chapel in Sabah. We are very lucky that we don't have to meet in a shop lot or an old converted house.<br />
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This is the nursery<br />
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This is the upstairs foyer<br />
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This is the Relief Society Room</div>
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This is a typical classroom</div>
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The hall leading to the chapel</div>
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The chapel which also doubles as the rec hall</div>
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This is the Relief Society room which is also the eating area</div>
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This is the kitchen off of the RS room</div>
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This is the baptismal font. We are lucky to have a nice baptismal font. In some buildings they have a big white box outside the church which is just big enough for two people to get in and that is where they do their baptisms.</div>
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This is the grounds on the outside of the building. They are always well maintained by a landscape company.</div>
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This is a view of the back of the building and surrounding parking lot.</div>
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The front of our chapel. It sits on a hill so you can kinda see it if you know where to look.</div>
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This kinda gives you an idea of our chapel here in KK. It isn't very big but it meets our needs and we are so blessed to have a building of our own. </div>
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Things have been rather slow this last week. Not much excitement or people to visit. We hope that will pick up. We are going to submit another project this week and hope it will be accepted. We are working with the Deaf Society to help them with books, hygiene kits, school supplies and some baking pots and pans. We won't know if it will be accepted until the first part of June because the committee in HK doesn't meet for a few weeks. </div>
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11087259326335528754noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2785129650537523790.post-60153958547914032862013-05-12T05:12:00.001-07:002013-05-12T05:12:56.374-07:00Amazing Borneo Adventures!!!What wonderful adventures we had this week! We went with Kathy and John to the beautiful Tabin Valley Resort. It is a wildlife sanctuary in the state of Sabah and is a protected area for all kinds of wild life. We were hoping we would be able to see an elephant, but the elephant must not have known it was time for him to make an appearance because he never showed. But, the whole area was so amazing that we were totally awestruck by everything around us.<br />
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Arriving at the resort with John and Kathy. <br />
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And we made it too. They tried to ditch us but even though we may be old, we were too fast for them.<br />
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Ben and I had River Lodge Cabin #3 and John and Kathy had two. The cabins are right out on the river.<br />
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This is the inside of our cabin. You could sit out on the deck and watch the river go by and at night you could see the fireflies lighting up and blinking. It was so cool.</div>
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This was our mode of transportation around the resort. A pick up with three padded benches across. It actually wasn't too bad. Sometimes you had to hold on really tight to your teeth and your bladder and the bench to keep everything from falling out as you went down bumpy roads, but it was a nice way to travel through the jungle.<br />
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Our first jungle trek was to the mud volcano. Notice our stylish hiking rubber boots. Sometimes you really were in mud up to your knees. At one point I took a step and when I took the next step the first foot jumped out of my boot and landed in the mud. Now I had a sock full of mud as well as a boot full of mud. YUCK!<br />
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If you look really close you can see a little mouse deer in the picture. I am proud to say that I was the first to spy this little guy. He was right close to the trail for quite a while. They are very very small deer.<br />
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This is the mud volcano looking towards the jungle. The mud contains a lot of salt and the animals like to come to the volcano to lick the salt. You can see many tracks of animals who visit the volcano. There is also a four story observation tower where you can sit and hope to see animals coming for a salt visit. While we were sitting there I closed my eyes and prayed, "Lord, please let us see some animals while we are here for this short time. We really would like to see some animals." When I opened my eyes, lo and behold there were THREE animals there, of the homo sapien variety from the next group. I had to laugh. The Lord really does have a sense of humor. Next time Lord I will be more specific about what type of animals to send.</div>
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We saw this bunch of wild boars crossing the road. Little piggies and momma piggies. They can really run fast when trying to get out of the path of an oncoming truck loaded with people hungry for bacon. Actually we have eaten wild boar and it is pretty good.<br />
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We saw these elephant tracks in the mud. The tracks were HUGE. We also saw elephant poop in many places, we could hear them at night in the palm oil plantations and we could smell them, but alas and alack, we never were able to see them. I guess we'll just have to go back another time and hope they will make an appearance.</div>
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Here is a gibbon monkey in a tree. There were several of them in the trees outside of our cabins. They were fun to watch as they swung from tree to tree. Kathy thought it was also fun to listen to them calling each other. </div>
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Anytime you get back from a jungle trek you must check for leeches. Here is an example of a leech on the Wellington boots we had to wear while trekking. Kathy found one on her leg just above her ankle. It had drawn blood. Kathy was screaming and crying like a baby when she saw it (not really). She was brave and pulled it off and killed it dead. We had a sweet German girl, Heike, who was part of our group. One day she found four leeches on her. </div>
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After a hard day of jungle trekking they offer you a herbal foot soak. Doesn't John look so fine soaking his feet. Ben was a boob and wouldn't come with us for his foot soak. He really missed out. It was really very soothing and made your feet feel so nice after.<br />
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<span style="text-align: left;"> Heike and I soaking our feet. </span></div>
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This is the restaurant where we ate our meals. The five of us sat at the table there in front. You can see John's back on the left and then me and Heike to the right of the green post. They had pretty good meals. If you got up early to do a dawn or morning trek, 5:30 - 6:00 ish, then you got a light breakfast and then when you get back around 8:30 or 9 they had a bigger breakfast. You had lunch around 12:30, tea time at 4 and then dinner at 7 or 7:30. Of course every meal had one staple dish -- r i c e!!</div>
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Crossing the suspension bridge over the river by our cabins. </div>
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The jungle with an early morning mist in it. It was beautiful. They jungle is so diverse and interesting.<br />
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A flower for Dawn to identify if he can. Didn't turn out so well.<br />
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A giant tree about 200' high - very very tall and about 400 years old. Related to the legume family. Honey bees love these trees. Some even call this tree the honey bee tree.<br />
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Well these are just a few of the many many pictures we took. It was just an amazing place to visit and we learned so much about jungle life. The Lord has truly made us a beautiful world. Hope you appreciate everything around you. While we may not all live in a jungle, we are all blessed to have special things in nature to make our world better. "And I say to myself, what a wonderful world". Glod bless you all. Send us an email please. Elder and Sister Read</div>
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11087259326335528754noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2785129650537523790.post-72871417769890024522013-05-05T06:05:00.000-07:002013-05-05T06:05:43.131-07:00KATHY AND JOHN ARE HEREHalelujia and Yipee!!! Kathy and John arrived! They got here on Firday morning, May 3 at 12:40 am -- that's right AM. We had to wait until way into the night to finally get to see them. I was so excited I couldn't sleep anyway. I just ran to them when I finally saw them in the waiting area. I was bawling and laughing and crying and smiling so so big. What a wonderful day/night. And we have been going ever since. Friday was spent showing them around KK and letting them get accostomed to the heat and humidity. When we walked out of the airport they both went Whew at the same time. The humidity always takes people by surprise. I guess we are used to it now because I don't hardly notice it any more -- except for my hair. My hair really takes notice and sits up and salutes and twists itself into a tight coil. Well, I digress. Enough about my hair.<br />
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This is at the over look with all of KK city in the background. You can also see the sea ports and some of the mountains from this outlook. It is a spectacular view. On Friday we also took them to the open air fruit and vegetable market and then they went with us to visit a potential project we are working on. <br />
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Saturday, Kathy and John were doing white water rafting on the Padas River. It has class 3 and 4 rapids. We were picked up at our condo early in the morning -- 5:15 am (what's all this am time? Makes me tired)<br />
From our condo we were put on a very nice motor coach bus with nice seats and air con. Great. We had to ride on the coach for about 1 1/2 hours to the city of Beaufort. In Beaufort we had to transfer to a train for the rest of our voyage into the interior -- jungle. The first train we got on was probably built in 1940/1950 and was pulled by a steam engine. There were about four passenger cars with seating for only about 20 per car. There were a lot more on the train than that. (Aside -- it is election day in KK today and apparently you must go back to your original Kampung--village--to vote. Kinda reminds me of having to go to Bethlehem to pay taxes). Back to the train, two kind boys did offer their seats to Kathy and me but Ben and John had to stand all the way to the next station where we had to transfer trains again.<br />
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This is our next train. Only two cars and all these people are waiting to get on. There is the red car and the white car. The red car had seats -- the white car didn't. It was standing or sitting on the floor only and was like a cattle car. In fact, we all saluted with a loud MOO as we got on. Guess which car we ended up on? Not the red one.<br />
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If you look behind the Marlboro man in the white shorts, you can see Kathy and John standing behind him<br />
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These are a couple of views from inside the white cattle car. They did keep the doors open so we could get some air. It was a very bumpy, hot, jerky, hot and crowded ride. I got a new appreciation for the poor Jewish people in WWII. But it was a great experience. We all four said how we were really enjoying ourselves and experiencing something 90% of the rest of the world will never get the opportunity to try. We loved it. We really did.<br />
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Ben and I got off at this station in the middle of nowhere. A rather nice station don't you think? Most of the other stations were nothing like this. Just a bench on the side of track where you waited for the train to come by. The Padas river is on the right side. Kathy and John continued up the river on the train for about another 20 minutes til they got to the place where they put in. Ben and I weren't comfortable rafting since we are missionaries, so we didn't do the actual rafting.<br />
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I thought I would walk the line and see if I could catch up with the rafters. Isn't it beautiful countryside? It was truly a beautiful ride all the way.<br />
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But we did help this lady, the lunch cook, with her supplies and food for everyone's lunch when they got off the river.<br />
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Kathy and John getting off the river after rafting. They both said the water was great and the waves and white water was also fantastic. John got thrown out of the boat on one stretch. But he is such a river rat anyway that he was back in the boat before he was missed. I'm so glad they got this experience and I'm so glad we got to go with them. I just so much enjoy being with them after all this time. I can't stop smiling!<br />
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This is the nice picnic area where we had lunch. It was really Kathy and John's first taste of true Malaysian food and they really enjoyed. Of course there was rice, but there was also watermelon, honey dew melon, cabbage salad, beans, chicken and lamb. It was pretty good. After lunch it was back on the two car train for the ride back to Beaufort. We transferred to the four car train further down the line and Kathy got this picture looking out the window of the four car train. <br />
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Here we are sitting -- we actually got a seat this time because we cheated but that's another story -- in the four car train on the way back to Beaufort. It was hot and jerky and hot and bumpy and hot and crowded but again, what an adventure. <br />
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We all came home and rushed and got showered and headed over to the church for a baptism. Sis. Verronica was baptized and she is quite the new member. <br />
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Today is voting day in Malaysia. Every five years they elect a new prime minister and cabinet and other offices. There has been a whole lot of campaigning going on. And today it comes to an end. We only had one hour of church with both branches combined today so everyone could vote. Pres. Mains and the Hong Kong Asia Area Presidency advised all missionaries that they were to go directly home after the meeting and they were to stay in their apartments the remainder of the day. They didn't want anyone proselyting or visiting today. In the past elections they have had some trouble, so just to be on the safe side, all missionaries are to stay home. Not much fun for John and Kathy being cooped up all afternoon. But Ben, Kathy and John did take a hike on the hill behind our condo. That's our condo in the background. See me waving from the 14th floor right hand corner? <br />
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What a great week we have had! Did I mention Kathy and John are here? Can you see my big smile reflecting in the sun? One thing would have made the week better -- GRANDKIDS!!!!<br />
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Love to all and we miss all of you so so much. Please drop us a line if you can. We would love to know what is happening in your lives too. God bless you all. E/S ReadAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11087259326335528754noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2785129650537523790.post-65155219352236480762013-04-28T04:02:00.000-07:002013-04-28T04:02:15.887-07:00Trip to TawauHello Again Everyone -- We are still in beautiful Borneo. It is election time in Borneo but one nice thing about their election is that the campaign season only lasts two weeks instead of the four years in the US. There are election flags and signs everywhere. There are many different parties running and each party is accusing the other parties of shenannigans and dirty politics. Sounds familiar, right? I guess some things are the same the world over. Politicians will always be politicians and you have a hard time believing any of them. The election day will be next Sunday, May 5.<br />
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This week we went to Tawau to check on three projects we have there. When we first got here a year ago we went to Tawau for the "Hand Over" ceremony for the water project we did in the little village of Quoin Hill just outside of Tawau. It was time to go back a year later and see how the project was doing. We were met by this cute granma and her two little granddaughters:<br />
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The little girl on the right was terrified of me. You can tell by looking at her face that she is very uncomfortable and scared. The littlest girl would barely shake my hand but the older one just shook all over with fright. There is definitely a fear factor regarding "orang putih" or white people. <br />
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Here we are in front of the reservoir that holds the water they get from a natural, clean, drinkable spring. They are having a few problems with the tanks -- they are not filling up the way they should and the pump is not pumping correctly. We hope to take care of this problem so they will have adequate water in the future.<br />
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We were invited by the Tawau Rotary Club to come to their weekly luncheon meeting on Tuesday. They are a great bunch of Rotarians. After the luncheon we went to visit the free vision clinic run by the Rotary Club and the equipment was donated by LDS Charities.<br />
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The Free Clinic is on the second floor of a shop lot and is only open on the 2nd and 4th Saturdays of each month from 8:00 am to noon. It is hard to get Rotarians who know about eyes in Tawau to donate their time. In fact, the current Rotary President is the local eye surgeon and he is trying to run the clinic as well as his private practice. They have seen quite a few patients though and are helping those who are referred to the clinic who can't afford examinations or glasses any other way.<br />
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Ben getting his eyes tested by Dr. Ajit. He never did tell us anything about Ben's eyes, so we're not even sure Ben has eyes or can see.<br />
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This is the waiting room of the clinic. They have this waiting room and two eye exam rooms. Last time we were here nothing was set up yet and they weren't seeing patients, so progress has been made here.<br />
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The next day, Wednesday, we were off to visit the Red Crescent/Red Cross. LDS Charities supplies them with wheel chairs for the poor and needy in the Tawau area. They received 50 wheelchairs about six weeks ago and now they only have 18 left. There are more on order and on their way. The Red Crescent Society gives out the wheel chairs to the poor and needy regardless of nationality or religion. They just have to be poor and needy. The Red Crescent Society says they have been visiting many of the outlying jungle villages and giving out wheelchairs there to people who cannot make the trip into Tawau to get one. That is Bagus (great). <br />
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Here we are along with Elder Atkinson and the leaders of the local Red Crescent Society.<br />
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Some of the wheel chairs and crutches LDS Charities has supplied them with. Did you know wheel chairs come in sizes and types. Sizes go from a small 12" up to a 20". Each recipient of a wheel chair has to be carefully measured to ensure that they get the right size of wheel chair. If you were to give a patient the wrong size wheel chair it could cause pressure sores and because Malaysia is so humid the pressure sores could get easily infected and cause death. There are two types of wheel chairs, the regular wheel chair and a rough rider wheel chair designed for users who don't have smooth areas to ride on. We have just barely completed an order for East Malaysia for almost another 600 wheel chairs. The training and distribution of these chairs will be made in September, after we have left. We won't be here to go through the three day training that is required. <br />
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This is Marcus Huet and his wife Sharon. He is a Rotarian and she is an English teacher and quite a little fireball, so much fun. They met on-line and have been married for about 9 years. He was born and raised in Michigan and works for Tetra-Pak. We met him at the Rotarian luncheon and then they invited us and the Atkinson's to meet them for dinner. After dinner they invited us back to their home. What a beautiful home they have. It is in a quiet, unassuming neighborhood and you would never know their beautiful home was there. They have completely remodeled their home and it is gorgeous.<br />
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This is their living room and library area.<br />
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This is the guppy pool in the pool area.<br />
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Sharon and Marcus with their dog Beatrice. Beatrice was a stray and is now one lucky dog.<br />
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This is their pool, a resistance swimming pool. It was just a wonderful home.<br />
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The first night, Monday, the Atkinson's took us to visit a family. The oldest daughter was having a birthday that day and she was turning 14. We drove down this old rutty bumpy dirt road going deeper into the jungle. When we ran out of road, by a cemetery no less, we had to get out and walk through the jungle with our torches (flashlights). It was spooky. Soon we saw a light coming the other way to meet us and help us make it the rest of the way to the Williams' house. Their home was just a poor little two room hut, built up on sticks. But it was clean and the Atkinson's told us that this was the first time they had visited that they had chairs to sit on. The Tawau branch recently got new furniture so they gave some of the old chairs to families who could use them. <br />
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This is Julianne with her birthday cake which the Atkinson's brought to her. Atkinson's also brought some ice cream which we had to hurry and eat before it melted in the hot jungle. Isn't she a doll. She has some kind of a rare medical problem where sometimes in the morning she will wake up and be unable to move at all. Then she has to go to the hospital and get treated. It is very scary. Because of this medical condition she can't go to school. Pray for Julianne.<br />
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This is the entire Williams family. Katrina and her brother (sorry can't remember his name) in front. Augus, Bro. Williams, Julianne and Sis. Christine Williams. They are truly people who live off the land. They grow and gather from the jungle all the food they eat. I will never complain about going to a grocery store again. We are so blessed.<br />
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We had a great visit to Tawau and enjoyed the scenery and the all the people we met. Marcus and his wife Sharon said they would try to visit us in Utah when they come through. They come home once a year in May to visit his family and his 90 year old mother in Michigan. I hope they do come. We have met so many wonderful people here. We love them all. That's all for now folks. PLEASE send us an email and let us know how you all are doing. We love and miss everyone so much. E/S ReadAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11087259326335528754noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2785129650537523790.post-39698286572346716212013-04-21T04:47:00.001-07:002013-04-21T04:47:55.351-07:00Conference TimeIt was General Conference today in the branches. We are always a couple of weeks behind by time we get the CD's or thumbdrives or whatever they send. Both branches meet together on Saturday and Sunday. Sunday always has better attendance than Saturday because so many people have to work on Saturday. Between sessions they take an hour break for lunch/dinner. It is a pot luck dinner and almost everyone contributes. For Saturday's dinner I took the cabbage/ramen salad and a chocolate cake. Today I took a macaroni salad and an oatmeal cake. We had a good time and the conference talks were great. I especially liked Elder Holland's, and Elder Folabella (sp) and of course Pres. Monson always gives a great talk. After the dinner usually the women do the clean up but Pres. Ling said that today the Laki-Laki (boys) had to do the clean up.<br />
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Some of the men washing the dishes and cleaning up.<br />
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Elder Parker and Elder Tan with their "supervisor" Pres. Fausto learning how to do the mop-up work.<br />
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Pres. Ling got in on the clean up too. He can push a mop and make the floor shine. He is a really great guy and we enjoy him a lot. Pres. Fausto is his one and only counselor in the district right now. <br />
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This week for YSA/FHE we went to Sis. Lillian's house. It was her daughters birthday. We all met at the church to make sure everyone had a ride. This is how the YSA interact with each other:<br />
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Everyone came in and immediately they were on some type of techie type device. I bet they were just texting each other rather than talking. Some things are the same the world over.<br />
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Bro David Chong was home on break from the university in KL. He is a world famous dancer (not) and showed us some of his moves:<br />
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He was going to be teaching the primary girls how to dance on Wednesday. I would love to have been there to see that.<br />
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The YSA's eating of course. The birthday girl is the 2nd one from the right between the two guys. And that is sushi on the table. I did not try any of it. I'm not your sushi type of girl.<br />
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We are always thinking of everyone back home and praying for you. We appreciate your prayers in our behalf also. Take care and as always, please drop us a line. We would really love to hear from you. Love ya all Elder and Sister Read</div>
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<br />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11087259326335528754noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2785129650537523790.post-49133289342644673882013-04-14T04:29:00.002-07:002013-04-14T04:29:49.044-07:00Brownies and BaptismsHello Everyone from Beautiful Borneo<br />
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First of all I have a question to pose. On Sunday I made two pans of brownies. One was a pan for Ben and I to have for desserts during the week and the other was for the District Meeting we have with the Elders and Sisters each Tuesday. Both batches were made together in the same pan with the exact same ingredients all mixed together. Both were put in the same size pans. Both were put in the same preheated oven - 350 F - for the exact amount of time specified in the recipe 30-35 minutes. At the end of the time I tested one pan of brownies and they were done just right so I took both pans of brownies out. Ben and I had brownies for dessert on Sunday and Monday. On Tuesday I served the saved pan of brownies for the meeting. When I cut them, it was like they had only been in the oven for 10 minutes. Still very much undone and runnnnyyyy. They appeared to be as done on top as the first pan. So, who out there knows the answer of why one pan would be done just right and the other pan hardly done at all. They were cooked on the same shelf so one wasn't on top of the other either. I have been awake for several nights now trying to figure out what went wrong and I just can't seem to put my finger on it, but I sure would like to get some sleep because this perplexing problem is keeping me up all night counting done brownies and runny brownies. By the way, the elders and sisters didn't care a bit. They ate them just as they were. I did put the pan back in the over for another 20 minutes and they raised even higher and were quite good. Things that make you go UHMMMMM?<br />
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On Tuesday one of our investigators, Melin, had to make an emergency trip to the hospital. She is a young single mother of two small children and is 28 years of age. For a long time she has been having pain in her tummy area but was afraid to go to the doctor because they would poke her with needles. Finally the pain got so bad, she needed to go. It seems she is in kidney failure and now she needs to have dialysis. She is supposed to have three treatments a week with each treatment costing 300 Rm/$100 US. No way does she have that kind of money. And you have to pay for the treatments in cash in advance. And she is Indonesian so the hospitals here in Malaysia won't help her. Her mother was able to pay for one treatment, but that is all. She will have to go to a specialty clinic that may help her since she is a foreigner. She is really caught between a rock and a hard place.<br />
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The hospitals here in Malaysia remind me of a hospital you would see in Hawaii when Pearl Harbor was bombed. Long wards with many many beds in them, no privacy. In the hospitals here you are required to provide your own food. Someone has to bring in your meals for you. They do not have kitchens and feed you. They have no air conditioning, just big ceiling fans and open windows. <br />
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Melin's bed is through the doors beside the red and white lawn chair. You can see from one end of the building to the other and there are probably about 30 beds. She asked for a blessing which Ben and David Liew gave her. There are no curtains even to pull for privacy. They do have some portable curtains you can push from bed to bed so that is what they did when they gave her the blessing. Pray for Melin. If someone is going to the temple and could put her name in, that would be wonderful.<br />
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On Saturday we started our day nice and early with our quarterly Adopt-a-Highway project. We had a starting time of 8:30 because we really wanted to get started at least by 9:00. We did have a pretty good group by 9:00 but not as many as we had hoped for so we turned the project into a Clean-A-Church project. The church house here is always always in need of cleaning. It is one of our shadow leadership goals. Everyone pitched right in and got to work:<br />
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When we got through a few hours later, the whole church was clean from top to bottom. It looked so good and smelled so fresh and clean. Sis. Lisa and Sis. Josie brought a treat to keep them going:<br />
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Boiled Bananas?! You can't just boil any ol' banana though. These are special boilable bananas and they tell me you just boil them right in their peeling. I thought they would be mushy and gooey and slimey, but they were actually not too bad. I'm so sad we don't have boilable bananas in Roy, UT though. I could start a whole new business.<br />
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We also had a baptism Saturday night. (There went all the hard work to clean the building.) We had five people baptized. The schedule for the baptism was supposed to go like this:<br />
6:00 Baptizees arrive and get their clothes on and have all the pictures taken<br />
7:00 Baptism<br />
8:00 End of program and then go to KK 2's Fellowship night for food and fun.<br />
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This is the actual schedule:<br />
5:15 Simon arrives for his baptism. He is so excited. Simon is deaf and one eye is blind due to different childhood accidents. When we first met Simon I thought he was a girl. He dressed more like a girl and had longer hair and wore jewelry in his ears and around his neck and wrists. I would give him hugs because I thought he was a girl, then the elders told me I shouldn't because he was actually a HE. I really found it hard to believe, but they assured me he truly was a boy. The elders worked with him and little by little he made every change they asked him to do. Because of his history, Pres. Clark said he couldn't be baptized for a year. During that year Simon has done everything that has been asked of him and he has come to church every week. It must be difficult for him being unable to hear, but one of the sisters knows a little sign language so she could help him and then we also make sure someone sits buy him and can write out what is being said. He is a wonderful young man and he was so excited when Pres. Mains told him he could be baptized, he was jumping and glowing. He was so excited to be baptized he showed up extra early to be ready for his baptism. Now back to the schedule:<br />
7:00 Two more arrive for their baptism. They need to get dressed and get pictures taken. Takes about 30 minutes before they are ready.<br />
8:00 One more arrives. They have been in a traffic jam they say.<br />
8:30 We start the baptism without the last baptizee present. <br />
8:35 A little kid sticks his head in the door while we are saying the opening prayer and yells "Those people you have been waiting for are here now." Off to a spiritual beginning.<br />
8:45 Ben runs out and gets a picture of the last person before she is baptized.<br />
8:50 The baptisms start. It takes a while to baptize 5 people, and have the talks about baptism and confirmation. Then the 5 people share their testimonies. <br />
9:20 ish Upstairs for the Fellowship night. Someone has been taking care of the food for us all this time. It was good food and they did a good job preparing and maintaining it.<br />
10:00 Take the elders and their investigator who live about 20 minutes outside of KK home.<br />
11:00 We are finally home and getting ready for bed. WHEW. Quite the day -- But What A Great Wonderful Day. Five new members is always exciting and wonderful. And here they are:<br />
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This is Simon. I am so proud and happy for him. He stayed committed and on course for a full year.<br />
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Elder Tan with Sis. Rujinah and her two children.<br />
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This is Sis. Melin. She was just released from the hospital and has a special tube in her neck for the medicine. They told her she could get baptized if she didn't get the tube wet. Elder Tadius baptized her and he was so very careful with her. I don't think it got wet, but because the hospital didn't do a very good job with her, it started bleeding after she was baptized. She wanted to be baptized so bad she came right from the hospital to the church. With her is her mother Sarjet, who was baptized two weeks ago and her brother Hans.<br />
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This is President Sebastian with Bro. Roy. Roy is Melin's cousin.<br />
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This is Elder Tan with Sis. Jalinah. Jalinah and Rujinah are sisters.<br />
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And one last item. We said goodbye to Bro. Edre this week. He is one of the "Ed's". He has been such a pillar of strength in his branch. He has been home from his mission for a year but now he has been accepted to BYU Hawaii. Also, his brother Eddy has been attending BYU H and Eddy is getting married on Tuesday. Edre will truly truly be missed but we wish him much joy and happiness.<br />
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Edre and his brother Eder<br />
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Wow, I really went on and on didn't I but I hope you can get a little feel for what we are doing here and how rewarding the work is for everyone and how rewarded we are. We are truly blessed and love the work.<br />
Right On and Write On. Love to All E/S ReadAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11087259326335528754noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2785129650537523790.post-56657580765898265482013-04-07T04:36:00.001-07:002013-04-07T04:36:16.429-07:00Come Come to Mari Mari Once AgainOnce again this week we had the opportunity of going to Mari-Mari with Elder and Sister Crookston from Sandakan. I learn something new everytime we go there. I think this time we had the best guide we have ever had and we got to do more. <br />
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Here I am making rice cookies. The batter is made from rice flour, a little sugar and water. Then you scoop some batter up in a half coconut shell that has small holes all over the bottom and sides. You hurry and carefully put the batter into hot oil in a wok type pan. You slowly go clockwise for a couple or turns and then you go back counter clockwise for a couple of turns. Then you take two sticks and fold the partially cooked cookie once to make a square and then fold it again to make a triangle. This was the hardest part. I'm not a good cookie with sticks turner. Mine was more like a triangle trying to escape being made into a rectangle. Not sure what you would call that shape. <br />
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Here we are trying on hats and vests that are made from pounded tree bark. It is quite a process to pound the tree bark into a material that can be used for clothes. These clothes we tried on were lined with soft cotton cloth. Without the lining, they would be so scratchy and itchy I'm not sure how they could stand to where these "clothes". <br />
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Once again we both tried the blow gun with the poison dart that will kill you if it hits you. Not to worry. We can't hit a shrunken head with a boozka. However, we both did better this time. Ben actually hit the coconut head we were aiming at but the dart bounced out and I was able to get the dart into the thatching just below the head. A few more visits and we should be pros at this "killing" activity. Watch out when we get home.<br />
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One of our favorite houses to visit at Mari Mari is the house with the "trampoline" floor. I was finally able to convince Ben to give it a try. He didn't jump high enough to win the prize hanging from the ceiling. Dang! I was hoping we could take home an authentic plastic bug or whatever it is they hang from the ceiling.<br />
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Sis. Crookston tried jumping also. How cool would it be if every home could have their very own trampoline floor. Think of the fun. Think of the broken bones and flat feet. It really hurts when you jump and come down on the hard wood floor.<br />
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The end of another great visit to Mari-Mari. Mari-Mari means come come. It was fun to be with the Crookstons.<br />
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Ben has made a video of a hike we took on the hill behind our apartment. From the hill you can see our apartment and the other buildings in our complex. We hope this will work. It is our first time to try this. Where is Mark to help us when we need him. Let us know if it comes through ok or not.<br />
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We thank you for your prayers in our behalf. We can feel them and they help us. We love you all. Find joy in the gospel and in the journey home. E/S ReadAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11087259326335528754noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2785129650537523790.post-84949821803133007202013-03-31T06:00:00.001-07:002013-03-31T06:00:43.284-07:00Enjoying Easter in East MalaysiaHAPPY EASTER to everyone. What a joyous time of year. I just love Spring. It holds such a promise of good things to come and cold wintry things going adios. Not that we have had such a cold and wet and freezing winter here in Malaysia. We scarcely even knew winter had made an appearance. <br />
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It was another sad day for me on Thursday. It was transfer day again and we lost two sisters and four elders. However, we did get another elder transferred in to KK so we lost a total of five of our missionaries with only one replacement. We are now down to two sisters and four elders. I am sure going to miss them. They become just like your own children.<br />
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Our last district meeting all together. Front row l to r: Elder Scheutz, Elder Griffin, Elder Tadius and Elder Song. Middle: Elder Read, Sis. Read, Elder Parker and Elder Putnam. Back Row: Elder Kong (only here for a week), Sis. Caballa, Sis. Christiansen, Sis. Nielsen and Sis. Parker. Aren't they a good looking group and they are so dedicated and hard working. I truly love them all. The five we lost are E. Scheutz, Elder Griffen, E. Song, Sis. Caballa and Sis. Christiansen. These young elders and sisters touch our lives in so many ways. They will never know how much we learn from them and their examples of Christlike service.<br />
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I will miss seeing all their shoes piled in the entry way. Most of them have need of work on the souls or a good polishing and cleaning. You can learn a lot about a missionary by looking at their shoes.<br />
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On Thursday morning before they all flew off for their new assignments, we got together for another final -- a final breakfast. It was supposed to be a breakfast at 7 am, but then it got moved to 7:30 and then it got moved to 9 and then it got moved to 10. Finally we all got together at 11 for a brunch. We ate at this fun spot called "Bombers". It is run by an American guy and he serves real American Hamburgers made with real beef. And the hamburgers are huge. Elder Read and I and most of the others got breakfast food -- they also make killer French Toast -- but Elder Tadius got the hamburger. It was huge. Did I mention how big it was. But Elder Tadius wasn't to be intimidated by a hamburger and he quickly put it in its place -- actually in his place, his stomach. Then it was time for final hugs from me (appropriate hugs!) and tears and good byes. I made them all promise to invite me to their weddings and to keep us up to date on their lives.<br />
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It was also District Conference this weekend. About 20 people came over from Sandakan on the bus for a six hour bus drive and about 20 people came from Tawau on the bus for an eight hour bus drive. It was also Pres. Mains' birthday on Saturday, the 30th (same as Gracie's). The expert cake maker in our branch made Pres. Mains a cake with only about 3 hours notice. As always, it was delicious.<br />
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We invited Elder and Sis. Crookston from Sandakan and Elder and Sis. Atkinson from Tawau to join us for Easter Day dinner. Pres. and Sis. Mains couldn't make it as they had to catch a plane right after the Sunday meeting. We had a traditional Easter dinner of ham, funeral potatoes, corn, orange jello fluff salad, hot rolls and strawberry shortcake. It was so good to have a real American Easter Dinner. We bought the ham in Singapore, I froze it in the refrigerator at Singapore and then carried it home to KK in my purse. <br />
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Around the table, Elder and Sis. Atkinson, Sis. and Elder and Crookston and some strange strange lady.<div>
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HAPPY EASTER TO ALL. Be so grateful for the special gift that was given to everyone, free of charge and the eternal blessings it holds. Love to All E/S Read<br /><div>
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11087259326335528754noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2785129650537523790.post-43130283214240079162013-03-24T05:02:00.000-07:002013-03-24T05:02:28.919-07:00WHEW!What a crazy wonderful week we have had. <div>
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Every Tuesday we have district meeting at our apartment. They have it here for one reason. Bet you can't guess what it is. If you guessed FOOD you would be correct. We love having the elders and sisters here. We discuss new investigators, problems they may be having, announcements, and then one of them gives about a 30 minutes lesson out of "Preach My Gospel". The lessons they give are just amazing. I learn so much from the insight and knowledge these young missionaries have about the gospel. After the business end of the meeting we get down to the eating. This week we had tacos and spanish rice. We also celebrated Elder Read, Elder Schuetz and Elder Putnam's birthdays. Elder Read and Elder Schuetz both have a birthday on the ninth. Because Elder Read's favorite dessert is banana cream pie and because I love him the most and because I am the cook, we had banana cream pie and also coconut cream pie. And we couldn't forget the candle! This is what it looks like after lunch:</div>
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They don't stay this way for long though. They are really hard working so they deserve a few minutes rest before starting their long walks and bus rides for the day.</div>
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On Thursday and Friday it was "Mission Tour 2013". Elder and Sister Gong, he is a GA 70, Pres. and Sis. Mains, the AP's and all the missionaries in the KK district participated in instruction and firesides with Elder Gong. Quite an amazing man. Easy to see why he is a GA. Sis. Mains had asked that I provide a meal for everyone -- about 12 people -- on Thursday night about 6:30 before the fireside at 7:30.. It is quite tricky to do as our building has no way to cook, prepare or warm food. (Don't get me started on this.) During the day we had to make two trips to the airport, to pick up Elder and Sis. Atkinson and later Elder and Sis. Crookston. Well, back to the food, I made poppy seed chicken in a slow cooker (kinda like a crock pot without the crock), rice in the rice cooker, steamed carrots which were kept warm in a crock pot and pizza factory breadsticks which Sis. Mains requested (thanks Natalie for the great rcipe). Cake with fresh strawberries was for dessert. We had to make three different trips to the church to get all the food and people there. But mission accomplished.</div>
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This is Elder Read, Elder Atkinson, Elder Gong, Elder Crookston and Sis Crookston.<br />
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This is Sis. Mains, Sis. Gong and Sis. Mary Ling who is the district president's wife.</div>
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After dinner we all met in the chapel with the youth in the area age 16 and older. We had such a good turn out of youth. I really think they all enjoyed it judging from their reactions and smiles. The next morning we were back at the church for the missionary training portion. It went from 8:30 to 1:00 pm. Sis. Mains had asked that I provide a snack break for everyone. We had apples, oranges, bananas, water, carmelitas and peanut butter bars. However, Elder Gong would say they could take a 5 minute stretch break but it wasn't time yet for snacks. He gave them about 3 breaks. The missionaries were so disappointed they couldn't eat the snacks because most of them had not had any breakfast. It wasn't snack time until 1:00. They were starving. I just told them to think of it as fast day. After the meeting was over, the Gong's, Mains' and APs had to rush to catch a flight. Sis. Mains had asked that I prepare 6 sack lunches to tide them over until they arrived at the next stop later that afternoon/evening. We really had a lot of fun suppering them, snacking them and sacking them. I don't know how in the world they keep up the busy busy schedules they have. They must get so confused when they wake up each morning and wonder what city they are in and what they are supposed to do in that city. </div>
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Then it was time to take everyone back to the airport and pick up another senior couple who was coming to spend Friday night and Saturday with us. We took Crookston's to the airport to catch their plane then hurried over to the other terminal to pick up the Beard's. We were a little late getting the Beard's but not too bad.</div>
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On Friday night we had a wonderful baptism. a WHOLE FAMILY. It is the first time since we have been out that we have had a WHOLE FAMILY baptized. This is Bro. Sidin, his wife Angela, daughter Warnilla and son Haimie. When the sisters first met bro. Sidin he came to the door in his boxers, no shirt and with a beer in his hand. The sisters found out he was Christian but he didn't know much about Jesus Christ, his Savior. They talked with him and left a BofM for him to read. He said he didn't like to read. Sis. Parker said how can you know about your savior if you don't read. He took the book and read it and his wife and children read it too. The next week he said he would bring his children to church but he wouldn't stay himself. The sisters arranged for a member about his age to meet him in the parking lot when he dropped the children off and talk with him. The member and bro. Sidin are both from the same tribe. They hit it off famously and the next week bro. Sidin came with his entire family and stayed the whole time and they have been coming every week since. </div>
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Sorry. Just lay on your side to see it. This is Bro. Sidin and his family, the baptizees, and the baptizers. It was such a special baptism and Bro. Sidin bore such a strong wonderful testimony. What a change can come into a man's heart. </div>
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We have really enjoyed our busy busy week. It is much better to have a whole lot to do and drop into bed exhausted than to not have enough to do and watch the clock go round, although it might be nice to have one of those days every now and then. </div>
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Don't forget we love you all. Send us your news. You must have something you could share with us. God Bless you all. E/S Read</div>
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11087259326335528754noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2785129650537523790.post-41614796355628124732013-03-17T04:25:00.001-07:002013-03-17T04:25:36.621-07:00It's Conference TimeGreetings Saudara and Saudari - we have had a very interesting and fun week. Senior Conference is one of our favorite mission activities. They occur every three months. We have to have them every three months in order to get our VISA's chopped for another 90 days. All the senior missionaries in the Singapore mission meet for 1 1/2 days of instruction and FUN. We flew into Singapore on Monday. On Tuesday we had a conference with all the missionaries in the KK, KL and Ipoh districts. It was fun to see old friends and former young missionaries who served in KK again:<br />
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This is Sis. Wilson. She is the trained opera singer and stayed with us in our apartment with her companion for about 3 weeks til they could get in their own apartment. She will be leaving in May and will be attending BYU for a masters in Opera Performance. What a voice!<br />
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A fellow Royal -- Elder Wyberg from Roy. Michelle and Wendell will definitely recognize him. Tell his mother he is doing great and looking so fine. <br />
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Pizza for lunch. Box after box after box of pizza. All gone in about 15 minutes. We really enjoyed the pizza though too. Very very close to American pizza. When cleaning up, I saw this sign in the kitchen:<br />
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I just laughed and laughed as I imagined someone standing out there with their big bag of garbage and swinging it around and around their head and then letting it fly at the big bin. Some things suffer in translation.<br />
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Sorry for the angle. This is the Singapore Stake Center where we hold our meetings. It has four floors and two chapels. When the church first bought this building for a stake center, it was just a one story "needing lots of work" building. Now it is big and lovely. The Singapore Stake has 28 missionaries serving. WOW! Good for them.<br />
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For the evening fun a group of us went to Arab Street. It is such a quaint street. The architecture is all old Arabian. At the end of the street is this beautiful mosque:<br />
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Last time in Singapore we ate on this street and had Arabian food. This time we ate on this street again, (well we didn't actually eat ON the street. We did show some American class and actually ate in a restaurant on this street). This time we chose a Turkish restaurant and the food was really wonderful. <br />
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Down the left side: Elder and Sis. Boyd (people are always stopping her in airports and asking if she is Elizabeth Taylor. Does look like her I think); Elder Beard and Sis. Kelsey. Right side: Elder and Sis. Read, Sis. and Elder Crookston, Sis. Beard and Sis. Huff.<br />
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The next morning we went with E/S Crookston to Sentosa Island. Sentosa Island is a big playground/disney type area. They have many different activities to do over there including a miniature Universal Studios. We took these tram cars over to the island:<br />
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A view of Singapore from the tram car. Singapore is such an amazing city and this is just a part of the skyline and the harbor area.<br />
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This is the Merlion, the symbol of Singapore. Of course we had to go into the Merlion. It is about 14 stories tall and you can see forever up on top. That's me in the white shirt in the back with Sis. Crookston in front in the blue shirt.<br />
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Here we are on the top of the Merlion's head with the Singapore harbor in the background.<br />
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Now we are in the Merlion's mouth. There are actually 38 teeth inside this mouth, but I didn't know that til I was out and I didn't want to hike back up to count lion teeth. I'll just take their word for it.<br />
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This is a scary dragon. See his red eyes behind us, see how frightened and terrified I am. I got over it and had a great time on Sentosa Island. We look forward to our next trip to Singapore in June. <br />
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We have a busy week coming up. On Tuesday we will have district meeting with all our elders and sisters. On Thursday and Friday Elder Hong with the 70 will be coming. Sis. Mains has asked that I feed 12 people on Thursday night and the prepare a snack break for everyone (about 35 people) on Friday and pack 6 sack lunches for Pres and Sis Mains, Elder and Sis Hong and the AP's to take with them when they leave the meeting Friday at 1. We're going shopping tomorrow to buy everything we will need. It's a good thing I like cooking and it is the one thing I can do semi-right on this mission. <br />
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We of course love and miss you all. God bless you all. Please send us emails. E/S Read<br />
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<br />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11087259326335528754noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2785129650537523790.post-66181822202805836182013-03-10T04:07:00.000-07:002013-03-10T04:07:09.492-07:00A Wonderful WeekSelamat malam saudara and saudari -- We are still hanging out in Borneo, Sabah, Kota Kinabalu. I don't know if you have read anything in the news about what is going on over here in Sabah, but rest assured, we are ok. There seems to be some big trouble between the Sultan of Sulu from the Phillipines and the government of Malaysia. It hasn't affected us here in KK and the government does seem to have the situation under control so hopefully they will have everything wrapped up and taken care of in the next few days/weeks. You can probably read more about what is happening if you go to a national news site like MSNBC and then click on the the World link and then Asia. I think there will be more information there.<br />
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On Wednesday we were able to go with the Sister Missionaries to teach a wonderful family. Bro. Sidin (Se dean) and his wife and two children are investigators and they have a baptismal date coming up in the next couple of weeks. They are such a special family. Here is a picture of the sisters teaching the family:<br />
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The mother, Angela, was unable to be at this lesson as she was working. The sisters showed the video about the life of the Savior. It really touched their hearts and you could feel the spirit in their home. We are so happy they asked us to be a part of this lesson. We really enjoy going with the elders/sisters. They are so amazing to watch as they teach. I learn so much from these young people.<br />
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LtoR: Bro. Sidin, Sis. Jacklyn (member fellowshipper), Hinie, Marda and Sis. Nielson.<br />
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Sis. Jacky and her brother Jeff are converts of about a year and they are from the Phillipines. They have introduced the church to many of their friends. On Thursday it was Jeff's 25th birthday and they invited us to come over for a party with other friends and members. Of course, you can't have a Phillipine party without this:<br />
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The Pig of the Day! They took a big meat cleaver and started hacking away at the poor pig. They really like to eat the skin. I have no desire to try the skin but Ben did this time. I don't think he will try it again. He says it is very tough and hard to eat. Being cooked with the skin on does keep the meat inside very moist though.<br />
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This is Sis. Jacky and her mother. Her mother and father just arrived on Feb. 27. They live in Watsonville, CA. Jacky thinks her mother may stay here in KK with her as she is having some issues with memory. Jacky and Jeff's goal is to get to the US. They seem to be having a hard time getting there. <br />
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We had a "Fellowship Night" for KK2 on Saturday. They usually have a lesson and then play a game. They are a lot of fun and the members really seem to enjoy them. This is Sis. Faralia giving the lesson (sorry it is blurry)<br />
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She is a doll! She is a YSA and one of my piano students. She must have done a good job with her lesson as everyone was participating and enjoying it. Elder Read and I just smiled when it seemed to be appropriate and nodded our heads when that seemed appropriate too. In other words, we didn't understand what she was saying. After the lesson we played a circle game in which everyone, young and old, white or brown could participate.<br />
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The person in the middle tries to get an empty chair when the others in the circle have to change places with someone else when the person in the middle says something like "everyone wearing blue has to change places." It really was a lot of fun, but again, we needed an interpreter to sit by us and tell us what was being said. I ended up in the middle a few times due to translation problems. One time I said "Everyone with brown eyes, trade places." I thought that was a good one. But do you know, Malaysians think their eyes are black, not brown. No one moved. Not fair. They're brown eyes I swear.<br />
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Saturday was Elder Read's and Elder Scheutz' birthday. We also had an investigator getting baptized after the fellowship night and his name was Jackson and it was his birthday too. So I brought two cakes to fellowship night for the birthday boys:<br />
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Elder Read and Bro. Jackson<br />
Elder Read is holding the blueberry cheesecake and Bro. Jackson is holding the chocolate cake. The members Do Love Cake!! I cut both cakes in very small pieces but they were completely gone in less than 5 minutes. I had Sis. Josie make the cakes. She is the famous cake baker in the branches. The chocolate cake is usually 4 times bigger and calls for thirty eggs. I asked her to just make a smaller version. They were both delicious!!!<br />
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After the Fellowship Night we had the baptism for Bro. Jackso.<br />
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This is Bro. Jackson on the left. His friend, Jusmani (Juice Money) baptized him. Jusmani has only been a member himself for about two or three weeks. What a special treat for him to be able to baptize his friend.<br />
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Elder Parker, Bro. Jackson, Bro. Jusmani and Elder Putnam.<br />
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Our trip to the hospital this month involved Elder Griffin who was showing signs of pneumonia. Elder Griffin has had pneumonia twice before so he knew he was getting it again. We took him to the hospital to get treatment. The doctor there told him he didn't think it was pneumonia. He told him it was "tuberculosis or maybe something else." He gave him prescriptions for pneumonia though and Elder Griffin is now doing better. We all have to have TB tests before we come on our mission, so we're pretty sure it's not TB.<br />
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We had three babies blessed this morning. Sis. Roslyn's baby, Emily, I sent you a picture of before. Also blessed was baby Dora, whose twin sister Evy died about a month ago. And also we blessed Sis. Kiko and Bro. Bryan's baby:<br />
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They named her Bella. She is about a month old now. Kiko was lucky in that she married Bryan who is also a member of the church. That is very very rare here in Malaysia. They plan on going to the temple next year.<br />
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Well, bright and early in the morning, 6:00 am, we are leaving for Singapore. It is senior conference time again. This is our next to last conference and so we are taking an extra day and doing a little sight seeing around Singapore. We are looking forward to the conference. It is so nice to be with other oldsters.<br />
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We love and miss you all more than last week. We would love to hear from you about what is going on in your life. Please email us. Love to All E/S Read<br />
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<br />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11087259326335528754noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2785129650537523790.post-65009152347341615352013-03-03T03:55:00.000-08:002013-03-03T03:55:05.938-08:00Selamat DatangSalamat Datang to another blog from Borneo. Borneo continues to be the same weather wise every day. We know you have been suffering in Utah with record snow and cold temperatures, but nothing like that ever happens in Borneo. Every day the sun comes up at 6:30 am and every night it goes down at 6:30 pm. The temperature everyday always stays between 85-92 degrees during the day and will get down to 72 or 75 at night. We still have to run the AC at night so we can sleep. The AC wasn't working very well for the last month, so we called the service tech to come and check out all the units. We have 4 AC units in our apartment. The first time we called they said they couldn't come for a week, because it was Chinese New Year. Then we made another appointment where they were supposed to come at 9:00 am. We waited until 5:00 pm and they never showed. We called the next day and they said "Sorry. We send someone today. Come between 9 and 11 am." So again we waited and they never showed. So we called again. "So sorry. Technician very sick. He come on Friday at 9 am". I thought, he wasn't too sick when you called in the morning to say he was coming between 9 and 11. Oh well. They did finally come at 9 am on Friday and now all the AC's are working great. One thing we have learned, there is time and then there is Malaysian time.<br />
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<b><u>Don't forget it is Ben's birthday on Saturday, March 9. If as many of you as possible could send him a birthday greeting for his 70th birthday, I know he would be thrilled. Send it to benandmargaretread@gmail.com. And remember the time difference. We are 15 hours ahead of you. Thanks again!</u></b><br />
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Now back to our regularly scheduled blog:<br />
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Our car has been acting up too lately. Ben had one of the Elders go with him to the car place to make sure they understand what work we need to have done. About two months ago we needed to have a fan belt checked and tightened. Well, they replaced the fan belt, which was fine but now the fan belt is really squeaking again. We wanted the Elders to explain to them in Malay what we wanted done. So we have an appointment for Monday morning at 8:30 am. Hopefully, they will get everything taken care of at this appointment and we will be up and running again.<br />
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The other apartment tower by us had a fire last week. We think it was an electrical fire but it destroyed one whole apartment on about the 14th floor. OOPS I mean floor 13A. There are no floors here that have a 4 in them. No 4th floor, no 14th floor, etc. The fire was contained to the one apartment and no one was injured. But it did cause some excitement in the area for a while. <br />
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We also had to replace a broken toilet seat in our apartment. I never knew there could be so many different toilet seats to choose from. We finally settled on one that cost us Rm60 or about $20 US. Kind of expensive sitting I think, but hey you gotta have comfort. Anyway, this toilet seat has an automatic closing feature. You just give it a very gentle tap with your finger and it very slowly and tenderly closes itself. No more excuses for the toilet seat being left up. The man who sold us the seat asked where we were from and what brought us to KK. We told him we were missionaries. He wanted to know about our family so we told him we had 3 children and nine grandchildren. He thought that was really a lot. I asked him, "How many children do you have"? He said he didn't know for sure because he had had a lot of girl friends through the years and wasn't sure how many children he might have. Funny but also kinda sad. <br />
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Good News. We had another project approved. We are going to be helping the Sabah Society for the Blind. LDS Charities will be helping them with new braillers, a new embosser, refurbishing their mushroom house and building some new shelves for them to store the baskets they make in a better manner. A brailler is like a type writer only when you press the keys, it prints in braille. An embosser is hooked up to a computer keyboard. The blind type with the computer keyboard the information they want and then it is "embossed" on special paper through a special print program. The blind society also has a mushroom house where they grow mushrooms to sell to the local vegetable markets and to restaurants. They had two mushroom houses, but one fell into disrepair so LDSC is going to furnish the materials to fix the second mushroom house and make it functional again. That way they can double their mushroom production and become more self-reliant. They also make beautiful baskets. It is a dying art form and the society sends the blind to a special school in KL to learn the skill. They don't have any decent shelves to store their finished baskets on, so we are going to build them some new shelves. <br />
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Our camera battery died during the week, so I haven't been able to get any pictures. We are back in the camera business now, so I will be sure to send more pictures next week.<br />
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We love and miss you all very much. We are so glad when we get an email from you. It is the first thing we check every morning. Take care and we have heard that Spring is just around the corner for you. You will soon all be complaining of the heat. Enjoy! E/S ReadAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11087259326335528754noreply@blogger.com1