transferred!!!

So hello family and friends! Its been an absolutely fabulous week in Belgie- but soon it will be Belgie no more for me! Tomorrow Im taking a train toRotterdam, and there I will join Zusters Knoelk and Cobenda. Theres a bit ofa shakeup happening on the sisters side of the mission because within thenext three transfers, 8 sisters are going home and there arent any comingin. So we found out they mission in closing down Antwerpen for the sisters,and in September a senior couple will come. Its kind of sad to be leaving myfirst area after only five weeks here - I was just getting to be able tomake small talk in Flemmish! =) But I got to work with Zr. Knoelk onexchanges last week and shes pretty much amazing - I will learn a lot fromher. I barely got to talk to her comp, but shes a really cute girl fromSuriname, so thatll be really cool to learn more about her and her country.So overall Im really excited. The mission is going to rent a new apartment for the senior couplein September, so we spent almost all day yesterday cleaning stuff out ofours and organising everything. Its amazing how much random stuff gets leftin missionary apartments! Baking supplies that expired seven years ago, acassio keyboard, and some very, very creative plan of salvation visualaids... So my new motto for transfers is ´´Junk not lest ye be junked.`` =) So last Thursday we drove up to Den Hagg with the Zone Leaders to workout some legality stuff for Zr. Barkume. We had to go to the Stadt Huis(city hall) to get some paperwork done - it was like the DMV (in terms ofwaiting) in a stark white, utilitarian building with huge amounts ofinterior space and sky windows. To complete the Kafka-esque feel, one piecein the modern art display there in the hall was an enormous inflatableGeorge W. Bush head. While waiting, I struck up a conversation with a youngMoroccan woman about culture and religion and prayer. It was one of themoments that just felt so European - talking about religion and the world inThe Hague cuty hall with a Moroccan Muslim woman, with George W. loomingover us, no less. I love being here! Another fun thing has been the American family that just moved into ourward. We got to visit with them twice at their home, and it was SO FUN to beable to understand their kids! Id missed how adorable kids are, and Imexcited to be able to understand Dutch kids in Rotterdam! They had two sonsand a ten year old and six year old daughter. The youngest reminded me somuch of Lauren - she rehearsed half of the plot of one of her fav movieswith barely time to breathe - so cute. =) Anyway, this fa,ily will reallyenjoy getting to be part of a multicultural European ward and being able todo ,issionary work here. Plus they were from Houston and were a major BYUfamily, so it was fun just talking about home. =) Friday evening we had a Music Evening with the ward that we missionarieshad organized. It was all music and short spiritual thoughts centered aroundChrist. It really was a lovely evening and a nice way to end our transferhere - plus one nonmember came and thought it was a really wonderful evening- he told his friend if we ever do it again, he wants to come. So that wasgreat. As far as the work goes, Lola and her family came to church on Sunday!That was amazing! Its so weird transferring all our investigators to theelders, especially because all 8 of our progressing investigators come fromfamilies - always a strong missionary goal. But were just the messengers,and I know these people will continue to come closer to Christ and HeavenlyFather through the gospel. It really strikes me as a missionary how for somuch of my life, the gospel was always part of me, but not literally myfocus. Thats natural I suppose - but I am so grateful to know why Im onearth and how I can have joy through serving others and following Christ. Itall comes out as trite cliches in an e-mail, but everyday I see peoplewithout this knowledge who desperately need it - I really am grateful to behere. There are just so many great people in this ward. Sunday we had lunchwith an adorable couple in their 60s - hes a Belge and shes an Irish woman,and they met by the London Temple. She constantly brings candy to themissionaries at church, and as we left for the final time, she gave uscookies; popcorn, and... Virgin Mary circus peanuts. She said Belgians goingon pilgrimages sell them. All I can say is theyre not that tasty, and it waspretty funny going contacting right afterwards carrying around apostasy inplastic wrap (just kidding - sort of). Pictures shall come when I figure outhow to develop them in the Netherlands. I just love you all! You can send ,ail to the address below from now on- the Antwerpen elders will check our mail still en route and forward it tous.My new mailing address is
Baronie Straat 18a
3051 ED
Rotterdam Nederland

Love,
Zr. Baxter

and contact!!!!!!!!!!!

So heres the newsy blog-able part of the letter. =) This week was literallyone of miracles. It began Tuesday night when Sister Barkume and I prayedduring planning about who our new investigators would be. I felt like itwould be a ,iddle aged mom, she felt like a college aged woman. And the nextnight, after a fabulous lesson with a great joint teach, we found thatfamily on the second door we knocked! The father let us in, and the daughterwas 19. The mom and daughter were the most open - I was on exchanges fo thereturn appointment yesterday, when they proceded to drop us, but Im mostlyjust happy we could be where the Lord directed us. Many people need manycontacts with the church before they really investigate and get baptised, soI know this familys time will come later on. Thursday one of our baptisimal dates got dropped because shes prettywacked out into the paranormal... We are her ´´angels`` who sang to her andreminded her of Gods love during a hard spell. The funniest part is thatsince we dropped her she came to a baptisimal service and church! So weirdqfter all those weeks of trying to get her to come. Oh well. Its all in theLords hands anyways. But we had a real miracle Wednesday. We finally finally got to meet withan inactive woman who wants her 13 year old son and 9 year old daughter toget baptised. Her hardest part was meeting with the ,issionaries - she madeand dropped so many appointments! But the Lord let her hurt her ankle so itwas easier to persuade her to stay home when we came over. Sometimes theLord just has to slow us down so we stay out of our own way. ;) Her childrenwant to get baptised, and she is so excited to return to church and have thespirit again in their home. She married a Belge man but is now divorced; shecomes from Brasil, so it reminds me of mom. =) Her children are amazing...They really are the miracle of my mission thus far. Our other really great family is Lola, Sammy, and their two littleboys. Theyùre from Albania and Serbia and so sincere. They came to abaptisimal service Friday and they love having us over. Shes reading moreand more of the BoM and catching hi, at home was a big breakthrough - hessuper friendly and more excited about us then we feared hed be. So good! Andthey both speak Dutch so the ward will like them a lot. The Lord really hasblessed us with families and its awesome! Overall we had five investigatorsat the baptism on Friday (plus the other missionaries investigators) so thatwas pretty cool. Other funny miracles include - meeting a woman on thestreet who, upon seeing a pamphlet, excitedly yelled I LOVE JOSEPH SMITH!!Apparently she got a pamphlet THREE years ago and keeps it by her bedside.Crazy! Yet another reminder the Lord knows whats going down - we just haveto do our best and not get in our own way. =) Monday we met a man and his father in a park and had an incredibleconversation about God, religion, absolute truth - and in English!!! The sonhad lived in Hong Kong and met the missionaries there - the one heremembered could possibly be Dean Newton but probably not. But he had such afond recolelction of that Elder. He was hesitant to make an appointment withus because he was about to go to London (darn European vacation strikesagain) but took our card and even wrote down our names. Well see! And yesterday I got to go to Rotterdam on exchanges. I worked with Zr.Knoelk who was pretty amazing. Sometimes I feel like such a &" year old here- in frumpy sister mish clothes, awkard with the language, and just tryingto fight back anxiety qnd hqve more faith. Working with more experiencedmissionaries helps me see that there is a light at the end of this greenietunnel. Anywho, we had a fabulous time with one of their goldeninvestigators and then 7 more lessons on the street - including my firstreal Rastifarians!!! Utterly hilarious. When I realized he was smoking pot Istepped back a little bit, but hoepfull he still felt the Spirit. So good!Rotterdam is more crazy modern Europe than Amsterdam, and it was fun toserve in a place where the Durch was so clear. At ward council I couldunderstand ninety percent of what was said! So exciting - and a relief. =)

Happy P-Day!

Dear amazing familie,Its back to a european keyboard so bear with me. So much to say!!! First off we had zone conference yesterday whiich was incredible. We watched a clip from the end of Indiana Jones and the Lqst Crusade that re,inded me of you, dad! :) It was all about how faith and sacrifice are necessary to bring about the Second Harvest. My greatest area of focus lately has been keeping my thoughts thoughout the day focused on the work and not drifting back to friends and familie at home in a distracting way. Its so a,azing to see people here who have truly become missionaries, and arent just young people doing missionary things. This is really the first week when Ive begun really enjoying this work and being truly happy and grqteful to be here. For whatever reqson that came a lot faster in the MTC; I think a lot of that is the language and such. But really, I a, so blessed to be here. I was really luxcky to last week to see 2 of the elders from my MTC distrikt often. Last pday we aent to Brugges, an especially beauitful Belge town full of old buildings and beauitful waterways. Even better, I got to see Elder DeMass, the first elder I taught with in the MTC. It was SO GOOD to vent with someone and laugh over how crazy Flemmish is, how intense the adjustment to the field is, and yet how great it can be. That helped me a lot in getting over the last bits of the anxiety that popped up my first few weeks here. I no longer wake up dreading going out and finding. Which really is a miracle - this mission has taught me if we plead and work for it, Christ can truly change out hearts, which is one of the greatest mirqcles ever. Anyway, at ZC they gave us so,e further guidelines on mail - we can only e-mail directly our parents and we can only recieve e-mail from our parents. No siblings. So I couldnt open the e-mails from Alisa and Katie (tho I did read the one forwarded from Mom, Alisa - and the other one didnt shoa up from her. I guess this system is still okay if your e-mail only contains Moms exact message.) But I must thank you all for all the amazing mail lately! Youre all such wonderful correspondants. As for news here, there are so many miracles. Last week we had a week of sacrifice where out distrikt worked on individual goals, all prqyed as co,pqnionships for eachother at seven AM, and extra prayerfully set our goals and strived to fulfill them. I love the way the Lord blesses us - the first hqlf of the week was a little sketchy by the last few days were amazing. We tqught this incredible Afrikan woman named Toki about the second hqrvest and then asked for referrals; She WALKED US to her neighbor (who turns out to be gone on vacation, but still! In three weeks well meet her!) and then her 14 year old son walked us to the house of his friend and introduced us to his dad. The sheer faith showed by this incredible family just was amazing. The next day, Saturday, we were having a hard time reaching our joint teaches goal. Then a faithful elderly temple worker in oru ward, Zr; Van Loven, called us out of the blue asking if we needed any joint teaches. INCREDIBLE! SO she came with us to teach an Afrikan man the the most loving Albanian woman Ive ever met named Lola. Later that day we had a lesson with a Chilean man and his mother-in-law and it just clicked with him. I think he will sincerely read the Book of Mormon and pray about it. I love seeing South American people learn about the BoM - the whole plates of gold thing totally doesnt phase them. Its crazy cool; Friday we got to eat dinner with some other older members, a married couple and the wifes bachelor brother. I could understand almost all of his conversion story when I qsked hi, about it. I si,ply adore these old, tried and true faithful members who accepted teh gospel from Americqn missionaries on their door 20 or 30 years ago. They are such beautiful people. Plus the meal was a rice and shrimp affair that totally re,inded me of seafood cajun dishes, so that was positive. :) Monday was more miracles. We stopped by an old contact, a woman Zr. Barkume had visited a few times and tqlked to qbout the gospel. The woman said it was a bad time but then it started raining (I love Heavenly Father) so she let us in, and then suddenly there was her bathrobe wearing, cigar toting husband, whod heard about us and began philosophizing about ,orality and the difficulty of believing in a God that lets babies die every 60 seconds in Afrika. So my fabulous trainer popped out the Plan of Salvation on them. It was INCREDIBLE to see a theoretical intellectual Flemmish man in a bathrobe, with British accented English phrqses thrown in no less, learn about the Plan of Salvation and ask real questions, mark the BoM passages we shared, and say we should com back and talk more. SO GOOD!

Hello from Brugge!

Hey familie! So we're spending our pday here in Brugge, a particularly beautiful city in Belgie. It's true historic Europe, complete with windy cobblestone roads and canals and touristy junk everywhere. So good. =) It's been an interesting week! We've seen miracles and opposition. As far as the work goes, One of our baptisimal dates, Bertha, is making more and more progress. Still no church, but for valid reasons (like illness and shcedule conflicts). She's changing how she prays and making other small marks of progress. We met an amazing familie and had the most incredible first lesson with them on Sunday. The mom is an Ecuadorian woman married to a Belge. He wasn't interested, but her 16 year old daughter and 13 year old son were - and how! The Spirit was so incredibly strong. The sheer joy of that lesson more than made up for any homesickness or language barrier frustration I've had this past month. I was blessed to be there, even though I didn't say much. =) It really is cool watching my trainer in action. I still can't understand Flemmish well enough to do more than testify occasionally, but I notice marked differences every day. The lesson was so great we scheduled a return appointment two days later. Unfortunately Patricia, the mom, was no longer very open. She wouldn't really say why, but we could tell she was skeptical about the Book of Mormon. Her kids still want to continue meeting with us. We'll see how it goes. We're definitely going to keep up contact and see what will happen. As far as crazy cultural stuff, I've officially discovered frites, and they are just as dangerous as everyone said! We bought a large size for 3 € from the frituur round the corner from our flat. We'd planned having them as a side for dinner.... that was a mistake. It was HUGE! We ate all the frites we could and still probably only got 2/3 in. Ridiculous. I took pictures and someday I'll figure out how to actually develop them here and send you photographic proof of how ridiclously large 3€ of frites are. =) One of our investigators also gave us about 8 bundles of bananas that night when we stopped by (her husband works at a fruit factory and gets to take home the excess). I don't know what was up with gross amounts of food Friday, but it was pretty funny. Hugh Nibley continues to be my one source of conversational connection with members. Okay, not quite, but I do get really excited when I can say something to them besides talking about the Second Harvest and gospel principles. =) We had a lovely dinner app with the stake patriarch and his wife last night. He used to be an organ repairman and played us some hymns on an organ he made himself. I spied Faith of an Observer (the Nibley biography) and Nibley on the Timely and the Timeless on their bookshelf. It was hilarious how excited we both got. I think my trainer and his wife probably shared some amused eye rolling. =) I never ever thought I would hear an older Flemmish man quoting Nibley on "We are gathered here today in the false robes of a black priesthood" - but that, I suppose, is one of the hilarious miracles of missionary work. =) We also trekked into downtown Antwerpen last Saturday to help an older woman in the word, Zr. Van Loven, visit teach an inactive member. The whole thing was in French, but what made things really interesting was the Muslim wedding going on right across the (very narrow) street. We were halfway into the opening prayer when the most ridiculously awesome fanfare of trumpets and drumming exploded. We all stood at the windows and watched while a bride and groom stood on their front doorstep, being filmed by camcorder-toting aunts and having rice and flowers thrown at them. It was SO COOL to see all the colors and pageantry and clothing of that different culture. Europe really is changing so much as far as cultural dynamics go. I'll miss seeing the Muslim woman everywhere when I go home. Park contacting has become one of my favorite activities here. The weather has been absolutely stunning in my short month here - I really came at the right time for Antwerpen. I'm trying to soak it all in while I can (I've developed a watch tanline, actually, since it's so sunny) so I can happily survive the rainy winters. =) Sunday afternoon we met some crazy cool people in the park. One was an Albanian woman who spoke perfect Dutch and was quite warm and welcoming - we have a return appointment with her this Saturday, I think. Another was a man who'd lived in Utah and would be baptised by now if it weren't for tithing, or so he said. That was an interesting conversation. And another woman wasn't too interested in the gospel, but had the most logical understanding of polygamy (for helping widows and orphans) I'd ever heard - not something I was expecting in a park in Belgie! This really is a beautiful country, and I will miss the European habit of accessible parks in the city. Well, things are going well. I understand more and more everyday, and can start contacts (though not finish them). When I exercise my faith and start conversations on buses and such, the Lord puts someone in my path I can communicate with, whether in English or my broken Dutch or my trainer. =) This gospel is amazing and so real. The Lord really does answer prayers and inspire his missionaries. I love you all so much, more than I could ever express in an e-mail. Have a wonderful week, remember to pray specifically about your concerns and problems, and be ready to act. =) Love, Zr. Christa Baxter

Week twee!

Hello familie! So here´s my second go rouynd with the crazy French keyboards. Hopefully this will be a little easier. =) So good things keep on happening in Antwerpen! Today we had a district pday and ,et in a bequtiful park in a suburb of the city for waterballoon volleyball, a picnic, and mini golf. It was pretty fun, though I wish I´d had more letter writing time. =) It was super nice being in a lovely grand paek again - it reminded me a lot of London. We´ve had nearly a whole week of glorious sunny weather which is def a miracle in Belgie, so that was awesome.

As far as the work goes, iot was a pretty good week. The ZLs gave a priesthood blessing to one of our baptisimal dates, the older woman named Bertha. She didn´t manage to pull herself out of bed for church on Sunday, but such is life. =) We go see her later tonight, so hopefully we can make some progress.

We had a really lovely joint teach with another investigator, Angel, and a member named Julie. Angel speaks some Dutch but ,ostly French, so Julie translated for us. It was so nice to hear another language and not fight to understand every word! Dutch / Fle,,ish gets better everyday but it´s still frustrqting. The ,ission is teaching me loads about patience and not being a perfectionist. Julie herself is amazing. She has a son serving in France and another in Catania, Italy - they get home in September, and I´m pretty sure Will knew the one in Italy. So tell him to write me (snail mail - were not allowed to read emails from friends) and give me the name of that Elder. =) Julie just radiates maternal love - we visited her in her home and it really was just like stepping back into our own home - I love how the Spirit can conquer cultural divides and language barriers.

Friday we had distrikt meeting and pres. interviews. Since Im so new Id just seen pres a few days before, but nonetheless it was really helpful to have him kindly tell me to chill out and not freak out about the fact that I cant understand people hardly at all. Iùve found the phrase ´´Hello, I just ,oved from America, can I practice ,y Dutch with you?`` very useful; =) We didnt plan well and are out of time so I must cut this short. I love you all so much! Snail mail is the best way to keep in touch since I only have thirty ,inutes to read and reply to e-mails. Oh, and could someone send me a bunch of paper for 5 1/2 by 8 inch paper for ,y study journal binder? That´d be grand. Have a wonderful week!!!

my first week in the land!!!!

Hallo familie!!!! So I´m using a french keyboard with different fingeringsfor a fea of the keys, so bear with the weird spelling on this one. =) SoIve been in the wondermous land of Belgie for more than a week now! Mytrainer is an absolutely wonderful person by the name of Sister Barkume. Sheis a see,ingly endless font of patience, positivity, and kindness, not tomention an amazing missionary to boot. My first week we had a hard timereaching our goal of finding for forteen hours because we were so busy withappointments with investigqtors and members; so that was pretty amazing.Antwerpen is a really international city so we`ve taught a few Africans andit was good to be able to teach a bit in English. I can follow the flow ofconversation ,ost of the time, especially during discussions and church, butnot well enough to really contribute more than a simple testimony. So I dowhat I can and try to just learn from my trainer and understand Flemmish.Apparently I`m at an advantage lqnguqge wise with learning Flemmish first -it`s supposedly harder than Dutch so whenever I transfer to Nederland itshould be much easier. We shall see! I`ve also gotten to use my French alittle bit with some Africqn investigators, so thats been positive. Zr.Barkume loves to sing at the beginning of lessons so that´s really nice too.I´ve been a little frustrated with how little I can do so its good to beable to contribute in some ways. As for the city itself, we live in a suburb of Antwerpen calledMerksam. Its not as typically European looking as London or Parisneighborhoods but it has its lovely spots. We go running every morning(which is so awesome!) and there are tons of little parks and tiny castlesscattered around the town. We use mass transit and our own two feet to getaround, and yesterday I successfully started my first bus conversation. Ican be understood linguistically, I just can´t understand what other peopleare saying much of the time. But it´s getting better and better all thetime, and the rate at which Im learning is definitely a blessing from TheLord. We do most of our cooking, but Sunday after church we got to eatlunch with a wonderful woman named Zr. Van Laara and her teenage daughter,Stephie. Between their English and my Dutch we had a lovely conversationabout Zr. Van Laaras conversion when she was 17 or so. Even more fun, shehad an incredible set of bookshelves with everything from self-help books(shes a psychologist of sorts, I think) to Americqn lit like Steinbeck toHugh Nibley! When I asked about the Hugh Nibley, she said in English, ´Well,Ive been a member 30 years now, so I thought it was time to learn somethingnew.` It was so positive. The people at church are really nice andfriendly... Im excited for the day when I can actually understand themenough to have real conversations in Dutch.

Family!!! So it's my last pday at the MTC. INSANE. So before I run out oftime, here's my mission home address:Zuster Christa BaxterBelgium Brussels / Netherlands Mission87, Blvd. Brand Whitlock1200 BrusselsBELGIUMAlso, we got flight plans and my last Hep AB shot, so I am cleared to go! Wedepart at 5 in the morning next Monday, the 9th. My layover is in Atlanta GAfrom 2:30 pm to 5:00 pm supposedly, so that's when I can call. Mom, couldyou send me everyone's phone number? No one's cleared who we can call, sojust send me all my siblings and I'll for sure call home home first. =) Um, things are great here! We got 4 new sisters last Wednesday, all goingstateside. One is America-Tongan and the most ridiculously positive personever. It's weird seeing American districts that will leave after me. Butit's so helfpul for us to have other sisters here. I've learned the MTC isdifferent for everyone - overall I've loved it, but everyone has differentchallenges and perspectives. Also, the rules they have about not seeingfamily while in the MTC are SO IMPORTANT. One of the sisters ran into an oldfriend from her BYU ward (her RM relief society pres who'd stronglyencouraged her to put in her papers) and just broke into tears as she washugging her. We'd been waiting in the front of the MTC to meet the Elders towalk to the temple. It was good and bad for her to see her friend. Anywho,I'm just glad you're all close but not too close. You're awesome letterwriters too! It's great. That being said sometimes the LDS mail server iswacked out and we don't get all our e-mails. So if I don't respond tosomething you can assume I didn't get it. =/ Teaching is going well. We finally had a good lesson with our fakeinvestigator (as role played by Broeder Bradley) all about the priesthood.It really is so hard to explain the importance of the Restoration to people.But it's all good. All part of the learning experience. On Sunday we had an amazing devo. The director of International MTCsspoke. He got called to serve as a mish pres in Nagoya, Japan in his 30s.His wife spoke first and said she and the three kids decided to supporttheir dad/husband by singing at firesides. After she spoke they did anincredible Japanese and English acapella medley of hymns - it wasincredible. When he spoke, he showed us before and after pictures of hisElders - it really is crazy how much people grow up on missions. So good. They play films on Saturdays after the devotional, so instead ofwatching the Joseph Smith movie for the third time, my comp and I watched arecorded DVD of Pres Uchtdorf's visit to the MTC in August 2006. Afterwardshe and I had a really good chat about faith and answers and prayers andjust getting on your knees and asking for what you need to know. She and Iare so similar - she simply knows how to ask for help. I really thinkHeavenly Father made her my comp so I could find answers to some fo myconcerns (assuming He knew I'd be too stubborn to openly ask others for helpmyself). It's been quite the growing experience. Her class elder (the soloDane Elder) actually feels the same way. Oh, perfectionism! =) On Monday we had our last Teaching Experience. We taught two RMs who'dserved in the Netherlands. There's still so much Dutch I don't know, but itis really cool to feel the Spirit as you testify in broken Dutch. That night we had a departing missionaries health meeting. We met upwith the two Dutch Elders - I am so jealous of quatrilingual people. I'vealso decided BElgian Dutch is decidedly less disgusting than NetherlandsDutch, so hopefully I'll serve in Antwerp or something. =) Anyway, themeeting was hilarious... A 65 year old former urologist teaching us commonsense health rules. "Missionaries, don't associate with dogs!" Also, "Walkdefensively!" How exactly that's possible, I don't know, but whatev's. =)BUt I figure as long as I don't ride on the front hood of a car my comp isdriving on Pday, I'll survive my mission. The stories this man had of dumbmissionaries were amazing... We also had a Large Group Meeting on Monday about how baptizing andconfirming people members of the church is central to our purpose. It'sinteresting how many people sigh and tell European misssionaries thatthey'll plant seeds, reactivate members, or just love the people - and thatit's okay if we don't baptize. So I thank all of you for not doing that.I've realized here that this is the Lord's work - He wants His gospel to goforth to his children. I think our own lack of faith is often the biggestlimitation to the work. And I'm understanding more and more how much faithreally is a principle of action. If you think you'll succeed, you probablywill. So I'm hoping I can survive these next few months until my Dutch getsreally effective, and just go to work the whole time. Tuesday Elder Porter from the 70 spoke about loving your mission andreally relishing it - as opposed to enduring it. I guess I just can't stopthinking how lucky I am to be here, surrounded by so many amazing people.There are wonderful people everywhere here, but at the same time there willbe incredible people in my mission as well. I guess it's all about enjoyingwhere you're at and really actively making it the best it can be. Also, I'm pretty sure I really do have the best Elders in the MTC.They are such sincere, real, awesome, positive people. Also, I found outthey only offer Dutch at BYU in the fall, so I might see some of them inProvo again post-mish. So that'll be fun. Um, I guess I just really can'tsay enough how great this place is. I kind of hope I can teach here when Iget home, but we'll see. =) I'm slightly terrified of getting off the planeand contacting people, but so far I haven't panicked. Mostly I realize thereis a crazy amount of growth and learning about to go down, but it's allgood, and I really am excited I love you all! Keep your fingers crossed for me as I fly over! Have agreat week!