Monday, January 27, 2014

Week Trece

Two nights ago I had a dream that I finally got ahold of a flute. I was so excited to play it! My companion and I were looking for a member's house where I could play it and finally we found a member that would let me use their house. Just as I was about to play, I woke up. :( My dreams are taunting me! Pretty much all my dreams now are centered on the mission, cause that's been my life for the past three months and it will be for fifteen more months. Sometimes I wake up and wonder why I'm not in my room back home, thinking this mission thing was all a big dream. I don't know what's worse: waking up after a dream about home or after a dream about mission life, because either way I have to go back to mission life. Don't get me wrong, I love the mission, but it's tough to get going sometimes. Waking up in the morning, 6:30 every day, is no easy task. Everyone knows I'm not a morning person and that I like my sleep jaja. That's another one of the first things I'll do when I get home: sleep till at least 6:31am. ;)

I love emailing on P-days, but it's so hard after 90 minutes of being able to understand and be understood, to go back to a world where it's so hard for me to express my thoughts and feelings. It's a wonder that most of the time I forget I'm in Mexico.

So my companion loves American music, especially Katy Perry and Miley Cyrus. One day she was like "What's the meaning of 'nobody's perfect'?" Jaja I just had to laugh.

Usually I help my companion finish her food. Most of the time it's just the two of us eating and the mother (of the house) will go back and forth from the kitchen. When no one else is looking, my companion will give me the eye and I know she wants me to finish her food. it works out well cause she doesn't like veggies and I love them so that's usually what I get. The funny thing is that my companion is the one gaining weight and I've determined that I haven't gained any. :) But anyways, so one day this week, she and I were stuffed because we had eaten three burritos each during our language study. We got to the lunch appointment and just the smell of food made me want to throw up. And it was three courses of some of my not-so-favorite food. Had it been the most delicious food on earth, it still would've been painful going down. I literally had to pray with every bite that I could swallow it. :D

This week was one of those weeks where, for the most part, I felt like the only thing I contributed was the tune for the hymns we sang in lessons. Both of the companions I've had--in the MTC and here--must be tone deaf and most of the people we teach don't know the songs, so I'm the one everyone depends on. And sometimes, I feel that's about all I'm good for. Ah! This language is kicking my bum! No one told me it would be this hard to learn! O.o I realized I need to lower my expectations; they've been WAY too high. I haven't been happy with myself because after three months of studying Spanish--and previously not knowing much more than how to count to 10--I still don't know a lot. ONLY THREE MONTHS. That's nothing (sure, it's felt like an eternity, but that's another story)! I feel like with three more months I'll be just about where I want to be. So I'm halfway there!

I was hit by the power of the account by Joseph Smith this week. He was persecuted so much, yet he never denied the truth of what he saw. I love verse 24 from Joseph Smith History: "However, it was nevertheless a fact that I had beheld a vision. I have thought since, that I felt much like Paul, when he made his defense before King Agrippa, and related the account of the vision he had when he saw a light, and heard a voice; but still there were but few who believed him; some said he was dishonest, others said he was mad; and he was ridiculed and reviled. But all this did not destroy the reality of his vision. He had seen a vision, he knew he had, and all the persecution under heaven could not make it otherwise; and though they should persecute him unto death, yet he knew and would know to his latest breath, that he had both seen a light and heard a voice speaking unto him, and all the world could not make him think or believe otherwise."

He goes on to say in verse 25: "So it was with me...For I had seen a vision; I knew it, and I knew that God knew it, and I could not deny it." I LOVE that. If we can withstand persecution like Paul and Joseph we will be blessed. With our faith firm and our testimonies strong. i testify that we must hold tight to the iron rod and never let go. If we do this, it shall be well with us.

There is no doubt in my mind that Joseph Smith was a true prophet of God. I have received a witness that the Book of Mormon is true. I know that we can return to live with our Heavenly Father after this life and it is because of the miraculous gift of the Atonement of Jesus Christ. I know that as often as we repent and seek forgiveness, with real intent, we can be forgiven. I love this gospel, for it has so fully and deeply enriched my life. I know it's true with all my heart and mind. I know it and I know that God knows it and I cannot deny it.

Hermana Sara Slaughter

Monday, January 20, 2014

Week Doce

I MISS MY FLUTE!!!!! My packet said not to bring instruments, but I could´ve brought my flute. I could´ve used it in the MTC and here. I wish I had brought it with me!! My desire to play my flute is growing day by day. The second thing I´m going to do when I get home, after washing and drying my clothes of course, is play my flute!

If there was a pill for shyness, I´d take it in a heartbeat!

I was reading Spanish this week and it took me a few paragraphs to realize it was in Spanish jaja. I hope that´s good. I´ve actually noticed an improvement in my Spanish this week which gives me hope. Whenever I think of something, without even meaning to, I just translate it into Spanish in my mind. Even stuff I don´t have to say. Like I´ll just be thinking about something that happened--some memory or something--and it will be in Spanish. I think it´s going to be so weird when all I think is Spanish and I won´t have to translate it in my head anymore, it will just be completely automatic. Can that day be here already?! (I know...patience....)

Has anyone heard the Mormon Bear joke? Apparently it´s a classic. I don´t know how funny it is when read (rather than heard) but I´ll tell it anyways. So.... there were two missionaries walking through a forest. They came accross a bear and stopped, knelt down and prayed that they would be delivered from the bear. Then there was silence, the bear had stopped roaring. They opened their eyes to see the bear kneeling and saying ¨I thank thee for this food that thou hast provided for me.¨ Jaja...? Anyone? :)

It is so cold here!! It´s so COLD I´m gonna die (Say like ¨It´s so fluffy I´m gonna die!¨) Apparently this is a really cold winter here. Some members were saying it was getting down to 0 degrees C at night.. which I think translates to 32 degrees F?? Why does the US have to be different in everything?? Jaja. I mean, Farenheit instead of Celcius, yards instead of meters, pounds instead of kilograms. Maybe I should´ve paid more attention in school cause I don´t know the conversions. Apparently I weigh 66 kilograms but I have no idea how many pounds that is and so I don´t know if I´ve lost or gained weight. Jajaja.

I brought two Mormon Tabernacle Choir CDs with me: ¨This is the Christ¨ and ¨Called to Serve¨ both of which are chock-full of great songs. One of the lines from the song ¨This is the Christ¨ goes like this: ¨How many drops of blood were spilt for me?¨ That hit me hard this week. I am so grateful for my Savior Jesus Christ and for all He did for me. I know He loves each one of us so much and that He can succor us according to our infirmities. (Alma 7:12)

This morning we went to the Pyramids in Tula. It was pretty cool and I got a cool Mexican blouse (¨Remember that time, when I ripped my blouse? And everyone was cheering my name?¨ Nacho Libre anyone?) that´s orange!

This week was really hard. Yesterday was especially hard but the Lord heard my prayers and blessed me through two other people at two different times. Both are from the ward I´m in here, both know English and both are returned missionaries (one girl and one boy). One of them said to me ¨You have a special spirit. I felt it when you bore your testimony in church. If you had that effect on an RM, imagine the effect you can have on investigators who have never felt that before.¨ The other one said ¨You know, you´re the first American sister to serve here during my lifetime. There´s a reason you´re here. You have something that no one else has to contribute, you just have to find it.¨ And that´s the hard part, finding it. Heavenly Father knew exactly what I needed yesterday: the comfort from two people I could actually understand and who could understand my English and who knew how to comport me because they knew what I was going through. I´m so glad they listened to the prompting they had to talk to me.

I´ve discovered since I´ve been out on the mission that when I´m depressed, I don´t feel the spirit. I take about a 180 degree turn for the worse and that´s one of the things that totally changed. It´s a huge difference on the mission when you can´t feel the spirit. I´ve often taken time to think what was wrong with me, wondering why I couldn´t feel the spìrit. Last night it was a huge relief to me, while talking to my mission president´s wife, who´s gone through some of what I´m experiencing. She said ¨When you´re depressed, it´s IMPOSSIBLE to feel the spirit.¨ While that really stinks, It´s nice to know that it´s not something I´m doing wrong.

Ok, I came up with a cool metaphor this week... at least I think it´s cool. Wearing your retainers every night (like the orthodontist tells you to ) is like reading your scriptures, repenting daily, doing all those things (like God has told us to do). When we don´t wear our retainers daily (like not doing the stuff God has asked us to do) our teeth (our our paths) become crooked. The changes are subtle, even unnoticable sometimes at first, but eventually there is a great difference. It is always possible to get back, hard, but not impossible. Painful sometimes (like how I´m trying to fit back into my retainers after a few months of not wearing them) but worth it. It makes me think of the talk by President Uctdorf  ¨Come Join With Us.¨ Such a good talk!

Our mission president recommended this talk called ¨Preparing for the Second Coming.¨ I love the quote from it: ¨Great men and women in ages past were able to keep going, to keep testifying, to keep trying to do their best, not because they knew that they woudl succeed but because they knew that you would.¨ I´ve often thought to myself why I´m blessed to live in this dispensation where we have the fullness of the gospel and we know it won´t be lost in another apostasy. I think a big reason is that I need to be a missionary right now. I also like the quote in this talk, of what President Woodruff said: ¨The eyes of God and all the holy prophets are watching us. This is the great dispensation that has been spoken of ever since the world began.¨ This just makes me want to be that much better. We are so blessed. SO BLESSED!

Ok, so I´m the type of person that waits to be told to do something, rather than being proactive in doing stuff. I just like to be told what to do. For example, at my old job at the MTC Bookstore, I would wait for someone to tell me to do extra stuff when we weren´t busy, rather than just finding something to do. Here on the mission you aren´t told what to study, who to teach, what things exactly to teach, and so on. It´s hard for me. i just like being told what to do. I love Doctrine and Coenants 58:26-27 ¨For behold, it is not meet that I should command in all things; for he that is compelled in all things the same is a slothful and not a wise servant; wherefore he receiveth no reward. Verily I say, men should be anxiously engaged in a good cause and do many good things of their own free will, and bring to pass much righteousness.¨ Yep...I´m a slothful and not a wise servant...BUT I´m trying to get better!! This reminds me of the children of Isreal (if I remember correctly) who were commanded in every little thing. I want to be better than that.

PRAYER and SCRIPTURE STUDY are so important. I have come to absolutely love both of them to the point where I could be happy praying and studying all day. It is amazing the answers you can receive when you earnestly seek and ask. A lot of times before my mission, I would just search the scriptures or just pray but not do both. But we absolutely need both to receive inspiration. God knows our thoughts, but we still have to pour our hearts out to Him in order for Him to be able to help us. Scripture study is necessary to receive that answer. It´s interesting how much you take these things for granted until they´re the only things you have to help you survive at times. I´ve never prayed so much or so earnestly in my life! My knees almost have permanent bruises on them from praying so much. ;) It is amazing to learn how much we have to really rely on God. Prayer is so necessary and I testify that God is there waiting to answer our prayers. I know he ALWAYS answers our prayers.

I know this church is true and I know that God loves us and wants us to follow Him. We are His children and He loves us so much. That´s why He sent His son, Jesus Christ, so we could become clean again through the atonement and be worthy to live with Him again. I only hope that I will be worthy when my time has come in this

life and be able to say with sureness ¨I have fought a good fight, I have finished my course, I have kept the faith.¨

Hermana Sara Slaughter

My ¨Hermana Slaughter¨ring. All the letters used to be orange, but the only one that remains in the S in Slaughter now. It reminds me of the Batman movie where the joker says ¨You can´t spell Slaughter without Laughter.¨ :)

Monday, January 13, 2014

Week Once


I had a lot of "lightbulb" moments this week, which were followed by "duh" moments where I wondered why I hadn't figured it out sooner. For example, this week I finally realized how helpful "Preach My Gospel" is. Before, only the chapter with the lessons seemed of use. I really wish now that I would've studied it more in depth before my mission. I learned a lot this week and I want to impart that knowledge to everyone!

But first off, some no-so-spiritual stuff. :) So I spent 4 days this week miserably sick--probably the sickest I've been since I was a little kid. (Don't worry, though, I'm fine now.) The funny thing is, I got sick from the food our mission president's wife fed us at a meeting. Out of all the food I've eaten here, that was probably the safest and cleanest food, yet I got WAY sick from it. So... throwing up is probably my least favorite thing to do... like I will avoid it at all costs. But it was unavoidable in this situation. Keep in mind that I haven't thrown up since January 1, 2012 (yes, I do keep track of when I last threw up). :) On the plus side, I learned how to say, "I need to throw up" in Spanish. ;) ANYWAYS, so the third day I finally went to a doctor. It was pretty sketch and not sanitary... it reminded me of the doctors office I always took Sister Rogers to haha. I'm not quite sure what's wrong with me, but I think it's some sort of intestinal infection and I got some shot for it and a buttload of meds. Blech!

So because I was sick, we didn't go to church yesterday. I felt really bad and it's a 20 minute walk and there was no way I was going to make it. After church ended, I was awoken by a family who had gotten permission from the Bishop to administer the Sacrament to us. It was pretty cool, and slightly awkward haha, as I partook of the sacrament from my bed. That was a very much appreciated act of kindness. :) Also, a ton of members visited throughout the afternoon and I was touched. A ton of people brought jello (I don't know what it is with jello here, but they're obsessed with it) and other drinks and stuff. It was really sweet. :)

The longer I'm here, the harder it gets because I feel like I'm not learning Spanish at the rate I need to be or at the rate that others expect me to. I don't know whether to be more offended when people speak a ton of Spanish to me and don't realize that I don't understand anything, or when they say one sentence and assume I don't understand before I can respond. :/ When I had been here only a few days it wasn't such a big deal, but now it's been a month and I feel like there hasn't been much progress. 

Fun fact! This last September there were only 17 sister missionaries in this mission and by the end of this month there'll be over 60! We'll be getting more American sisters every transfer which is gonna be weird cause I've gotten used to being one of like 6 American sisters in the whole mission and the only blonde one.

We had interchanges/exchanges (I can't remember what they're called in English) with the Sister Training Leaders this week. I went to the area of Hermana Leyva. The area was this ginormous hill with identical rows of houses, all white with red roofs. It was a hard day for me because I was just starting to feel comfortable talking to people in my area and being with all new people was hard. But I know I was put with Hermana Leyva for a mighty purpose. She told me that for the first three months of her mission she wouldn't talk to people (and she knows Spanish!) and the whole mission thing was really tough for her. Everything she said was exactly how I've been feeling. But now she's an amazing missionary. It made me feel a lot better because she understands and she was able to overcome her shyness and that's what I want to be able to do. It gives me hope that eventually I will become a good missionary.

Hermana Leyva and I on the exchanges.

Now for some spiritual-ness. First up: Perfection. Every week we get an email from the mission president. His wife always includes a spiritual thought. This week it was about perfection. She said "Many people find the commandment 'Be Ye Perfect' to be overwhelming. We may feel that perfection is unattainable and thus not worth working toward. We all need to realize that perfection in this life is not expected or even possible. Our Father in Heaven and our Savior expect us to begin the process of perfection while we are on the earth and to make a sincere daily effort towards becoming perfect." I love that! As a perfectionist, I've noticed that a lot of times I won't even try something, because I don't want to risk failure. But that's not what the Lord wants. He knows we won't be perfect but we have to put forth the effort and at least do our best.

My mission president said an interesting thing this week at the meeting we had with him. He said that the temptations we receive are because our desires are headed in that direction. Our desires lead us to action so we need to have good desires in order to be good people. It is so important for us to get our desires in line with God's in order to become like Him.

Before my mission I thought I knew a lot about patience. I felt it easy to be patient with others for the most part. But I realized this week that patience also applies to ourselves. In "Preach My Gospel" it talks about patience, saying "You must be patient with all people, YOURSELF INCLUDED, as you work to overcome faults and weaknesses."

The definition of patience is "The capacity to endure delay, trouble, opposition, or suffering without becoming angry, frustrated, or anxious. It is the ability to do God's will and accept His timing. When you are patient, you hold up under pressure and are able to face adversity calmly and hopefully. Patience is related to hope and faith--you must wait for the Lord's promised blessings to be fulfilled."

President Monson said "..Our problem is that we often expect instantaneous solutions to such challenges, forgetting that frequently the heavenly virtue of patience is required." Yep... that's me with Spanish.

Many scriptures talk about patience. Alma 17:11 " patient in long-suffering and afflictions." and Alma 34:40 "...have patience that ye bear with all manner of afflictions." as some examples.

Also Ether 12:27, even thought it doesn't use the word "patience" it is all about it. "And if men come unto me I will show unto them their weaknesses. I give unto men weaknesses that they may be humble; and my grace is sufficient for all men that humble themselves before me; for if they humble themselves before me, and have faith in me, then will I make weak things become strong unto them."

I've read that verse hundreds of times but it never really clicked until now. We can overcome our weaknesses, but ONLY though Christ when we are HUMBLE and FAITHFUL. We need to be patient with ourselves and rely on the Lord as we work to overcome our weaknesses.

I think a lot of gospel principles are intertwined. I've noticed that faith and humility apply to every principle. For example, we can't work towards perfection without being humble and knowing we won't ever be perfect in this life, but have have faith that we will in the next. We can't be patient without being humble and having faith. And we can't receive the great gift of grace from our brother Jesus Christ if we aren't humble and faithful.

I wish now to talk about this grace, since my eyes have been opened greatly to a better understanding of this concept that has always been a source of great confusion for me.

First, the talk by Brad Wilcox at one of the devotionals in the summer of 2011. I was present for this amazing talk! Read it! It is sooooo gooooood!

The main idea of this word "grace" is divine means of help or strength, given through the bounteous mercy and love of Jesus Christ. In the Bible Dictionary it says "It is likewise through the grace of the Lord that individuals, through faith in the Atonement of Jesus Christ and repentance of their sins, receive strength and assistance to do good works that they otherwise would not be able to maintain if left to their own means."

Grace is the enabling power that allows us to build God's kingdom here on earth, something we can't do on our own. We need only accept this gift of grace by our  humility and faith and hard work. "After all we can do" (2 Nephi 25:23) the Lord provides for the rest. And that is beautiful.

I think a lot of this can be summed up in Doctrine and Covenants Section 11.
Verse 12: "...put your trust in that Spirit which leadeth to do good..."
Verse 13: "...I will impart unto you of my Spirit which shall enlighten your mind..."
Verse 19: "...cleave unto me with all your heart..."
Verse 20: "Behold, this is your work, to keep my commandments, yea with all your might, mind and strength."

These verses all hit a chord with me. This is all I need to do to be a good missionary and a good daughter of God. This is all He asks of us. And He gives us so much in return. I testify that we will become better by striving to be more like our Heavenly Father and more like His perfect son, Jesus Christ.

"Seek not to declare my word, but first seek to obtain my word, and then shall your tongue be loosed; then if you desire, you shall have my spirit and my word, yea the power of God unto the convincing of men." (D&C 11:21)

Hermana Sara Slaughter
Gorgeous sunset with Hermana Marin

This dog looks like a lion.

My companion fell asleep!

Monday, January 6, 2014

Week Diez

Cool building. I like it because of the orange! :D

Feliz año nuevo!!!!!!

This was such a good week!! And I am so blessed! God is so good!

Ok, correction to last week's letter. There are gas stations here, just none in my area. I saw one today because we're allowed to go out of our area to get better internet. So yes, they do have gas stations here jaja.

I have become known as Hermana Barbie to three little girls in the ward here because of my blonde hair. They are so cute and sweet. Man, I love all the kids here. :) It is SO HARD not being allowed to hold kids!

I have been so blessed to gain such a love for the people here. I love being able to feel a portion of what God feels for them. I know I'm supposed to be here in Mexico, and especially in the San Marcos 1st Ward at this time. I know the people I've met here are people I was supposed to meet and help. I feel like I knew many (if not all) of them in the pre-mortal life. I really do. I haven't even been here for a full month yet and I know I'll be in this area for at least three months. I can't imagine how difficult it will be to be transferred from this area, if I already have so much love for them.

This week I've definitely seen how serving a mission will help me so much when I'm married. This is the best preparation I could get! I thought it would be harder for me to get along with a companion and be with them 24/7 and everything, especially with the language barrier, but it has been so good! When you communicate, show love, are humble, and have Jesus Christ as the center of your relationship, it will succeed. I know this because I've been able to love my companion and work hard with her even when we're very different. Married life is going to be a piece of cake after this. ;) Jajajaja.

I thought a lot about how you never know the impact, whether good or bad, that you might have on someone. It's SO important to always be a good example, especially as a missionary and representative of Jesus Christ. Kids and youth look up to adults, and especially missionaries. I know because I always looked up to missionaries growing up and wanted to be like them.

Music is so powerful!! I have discovered a love and talent for harmonizing hymns and I feel of their great power. I love hymns because they "can lift our spirits, give us courage, and move us to righteous action. They can fill our souls with heavenly thoughts and bring us a spirit of peace."

I can be very hard on myself because I'm a perfectionist. I think that reason that we are hard on ourselves, however, comes down to the fact that we know ourselves better than we know others. We know our weaknesses, our sins, our shortcomings. But as long as we are doing our best, we can rest assured know that if Christ were with us, He would thanks us for what we're doing, not criticise us for what we're lacking. I have to keep this in mind constantly. Christ is so loving and He is so grateful for the good things we do and knows that we won't be perfect.

Sorry, I feel like I just threw a lot of random thoughts out there....

Now I wish to talk about something near and dear to me, a particular trial in my life. I wish I could adequately express my feelings from this week on this subject, but I will try. I am not an elequent writer, and it doesn't help that I have both Spanish and English words now floating through my mind. But I feel the strong impression to write about my depression. I only hope that I can help at least one person who reads this.

As Elder Jeffrey R. Holland put it this last general conference, "There should be no more shame in acknowleding [depression] than in acknowledging a battle with high blood pressure or the sudden appearance of a malignant tumor."

He goes on to say that major depressive disorder is "an affliction so severe that is significantly restricts a person's ability to function fully, a crater in the mind so deep that no one can responsibly suggest it would surely go away if those victims would just square their shoulders and think more positively."

I have depression and I've had it my entire life. Sadly, I have spent a lot of time being ashamed of it. But I am here to testify that we are each given our own personal trials for a reason. I know this. And I know that our Heavenly Father knows what we need to learn on this earth, and He knows what trials will help us learn those things. As President Thomas S. Monson said, (also this last general conference) "Our Heavenly Father knows that we learn and grow and become stronger as we face and survivie the trials through which we must pass."

In that talk, he tells the story of a man who at 105 year old was confined to a small room without sight or hearing. Despite his trials, this man was always so grateful for what he had. "Never did he dwell on what he was lacking; rather he was always deeply grateful for his many blessings." Even after all he had been through this man said "My Heavenly Fathre has been so good to me."

President Monson goes on to say "Such difficulties allow us to change for the better, to rebuild our lives in the way our Heavenly Father teaches us, and to become something different from what we were--better than we were, more understanding than we were, more empathetic than we were, with stronger testimonies that we had before."

I testify of these things. I know that we are strengthened through our trials. I have learned a lot from my depression in the past few years, and I know I still have a lot to learn from it. This mission is a neccessity for me because it's the only way I can learn certain things about dealing with my depression.

One of the things I have learned is that I want to help others who have depression. I feel like this is one of the reasons I was sent to the earth. To prove that you can serve a mission, you can be happy, you can have a fulfilling life even when such a trial as this faces you. I'm going to figure out a way to help get rid of the negative connotation associated with depression and those who have it. I don't know how exactly to do this, but I'll figure it out. :)

Another thing I realized this week, is that I cannot have depression without first having pride. Pride is one of those things that just creeps into our lives and if we aren't careful, we can end up where we don't want to be. Pride truly is the universal sin. The Book of Mormon is all about pride. Any problems people had stemmed from pride. Pride blinds us and prevents us from progressing. This week I learned that life is SO MUCH BETTER when we are humble. We are able to progress and learn.

If it weren't for the strength I get from this gospel, my Savior and my Heavenly Father, I would already be home. Missionary life is hard and depression doesn't make it any easier. I know that it's possible for me to be a good and successful missionary, though, because ALL things are possible though Jesus Christ.

Whatever our trials, life is in no way easy. Life can be very hard at times. Sometimes it feels impossible. But with Christ, I testify, succeeding in life IS possible and not only that but it can be fulfilling and wonderful.

I know that "broken minds can be healed just the way broken bones and broken hearts are healed." And what a glorious moment it will be in the next life when we are finally "free at last"of these lifelong challenges.

I know with all my hear that our Heavenly Father loves us dearly and He wants us to return to live with Him again someday. I testify that we have to enter into the gate and follow the path that leads to eternal life, which is this gospel of Jesus Christ. I know this!
Pretty sunset in Montecillo!!

"Behold, I am a disciple of Jesus Christ, the Son of God. I have been called of him to declare his word among his people, that they might have everlasting life." (3 Nephi 5:13)


Hermana Sara Slaughter

My zone!

A lady in the ward here gave us a bunch of handknit scarves. This is me wearing all the ones I got. Jajaja!