Week 17 - Little Bitty Stingin' Rain

Malo e lelei!

Well, I survived a tropical cyclone, everyone! I guess it was big enough to get a name. Its name was "Tino." It was pretty intense. Trees were falling left and right, and I felt like Forrest Gump when he said:

"Little bitty stingin' rain, and big ol' fat rain, rain that flew in sideways, and sometimes rain even seemed to come straight up from underneath.
Shoot, it even rained at night."
  

That is exactly how I felt during the storm. Ever since the storm we have just helped clean up some debris and went back to our normal everyday missionary lives. Nothing big has happened since the last time I emailed except for the fact that this is the last week of this transfer, and then who knows, maybe I'll be somewhere else next preparation day.

I have noticed that I'm slowly getting better at speaking Tongan. It's funny because sometimes I see progress and then I feel like there is no progress and it's just a pattern like that. I think the best thing I can do is to keep being diligent.

I love you all so much, and I keep you all in my prayers. And always remember to stand for what you believe in even if it seems you're the only one there. Just as Thomas S. Monson said, "Dare to stand alone!"

Ofa lahi atu!

-Elder Delgado

Before and after Tropical Cyclone Tino.