We had splits two days in a row. I went to La Paz on Thursday with Elder Melendez to do those baptismal interviews (three small children). We also taught a third discussion, which I'm not yet very good at in Waray-Waray, especially when I'm sick. Yes, I'm still sick. I came back to Dulag yesterday morning, and the four of us had a CSP (community service project). In the middle of this service project, we, oddly enough, got into a civilized debate with a bayut (homosexual man) about homosexuality and masturbation. It was interesting. I've never done that before.
The zone leaders showed up at lunchtime yesterday, and we went on splits again. Elder Melendez interviewed Susan and Hazel for baptism again, and he also interviewed Moises for baptism. So, if all goes well, we'll have three baptisms tomorrow, plus the confirmation of Ligaya.
LATER
We stopped by Frank's tonight after all our proselyting to have a quick snack before coming in. While the girl was cooking my hot dog, a teenage boy came running up. He seemed very distraught, and he started pacing back and forth behind us. The Frank's girl asked what was up. He said a word that I didn't understand and made a weird hand motion. Elder Werner and I tried talking to him, but he couldn't seem to grasp the concept that we spoke Waray, so he tried (and failed) to tell us what he had been doing in English. We found out that he was coming from behind the church, because he said it in Waray, and he said in English, "We trip."
"Naghulog ka?" (You fell?) I asked.
"No. We trip." And he made a cupping motion with his hand. Then his two friends came running over in the same condition. After some painful conversation, the first kid finally held up his hand and said, "Sugad ini" ("Like this") and peeled something off his hand. They all had the stuff on their hands. It was paste. "Ah," I said, starting to comprehend. I held my hand up to my nose and sniffed. "Yes," they said. "You were sniffing glue!" I concluded.
"These two mans: high," the first kid said about his pals.
They were tripping out.
(The glue they used, which is the most common school glue in the Philippines, was called Rugby Glue. I bring it up, because I meet these boys again at a later date, and I refer to them as "The Rugby Boys.")
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