


I miss home foods but I´m feeling a lot better now that I have penut butter. American food is hard to find unless we go to the big super market in the center of progresso, and even the some things are still tough.
I finished my first change october 30th, so we´re one week into my second change. It was a little weird when we had new people in our district. My companion is going to go home December 8th, so by then I´ll have a new companion. I think it´s very unlikely that i´ll have a gringo companion and it´s also likely that I´ll go my whole mission without a gringo companion. Missionaries from the US are probably more rare now than when Mom and Dad served. I´d say maybe 10% are from the US. The only guy who speaks english in my district is a korean who lived in Utah. There are not sisters in my area, but the member who prepares lunch for us everyday cooks for us, and the elders and sisters serving in the neighboring ward.
Teaching is going better, I´m understanding way more, there are still words i don´t know, but hondurans use a lot of slang and i´m getting better at understanding that.
During one of our lessons this week we talked about service and i was reminded about how Dad always says that people who are happiest think about others more than themselves. I really feel happiest here when i focus on the work.
Love you guys,
-Elder Stoddard
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