Peru MTC, Lima, Week 2

Hi Mom, Last Saturday we went tracting for the first time!  It was really awesome but hard at the same time, because I can't understand anything anyone is saying, and it's really frustrating.  When I can pick out a few words and I know what I want to say but not how to say. So pretty much I did all the intitiating at the door then my companion would take over. Everybody here is Catholic.  We tracted for 4 hours in the morning, and about an hour we had a teacher with us and we knocked on this one guys house(which was like a garage) and he came out and they were talking to him and I couldn't really understand what they were saying, and then my companion looked at me (which means he wants me to talk) and all I know how to do is bear my testimony so I  just bore my testimony to him, and then told him that our message would bless his life (in very broken spanish), and he looked down and nodded and then the teacher asked if we could come in.  We walked into his garage through a little door and then the teacher was talking to him, and then I heard prayer and he just knelt down and then we all did and we said a prayer right there with the guy, and then after he asked him how he felt during the prayer and he said peaceful, and then we shared the book of mormon with him and we all bore testimony of it, and invited him to read it, it was the highlight of my day.  Then after that no one answered to let us into their house.   We did talk to one lady about the book of mormon for about 20 min. outside her house, and I'm not sure what she was saying, but she kept looking at me and asking me stuff and I don't know how to respond and thats really hard. Later in the day we went to visit less active members and we only got into one house (the rest weren't home or moved, etc) and we were with this mother and her son, and after we sat down the father came in, but they were talking to them about prayer and then once again my companion looked at me and since all I know how to do is testify, I  just bore testimony of prayer in my very poor spanish but the spirit was there really strong and there were just looking and me and nodding as I spoke, that was a really great experiance.  But ya it's really hard being surrounded by people and not knowing what their saying.   It all sounds like jibberish except the few words I know. The way people live down here is very poor compared to home, we went to this one house that had newspaper stuffed in the cracks by the door to to keep the air out, the houses are just like on rooftops.   A lot of the houses are connected to shops and so the people on the back side basically live in a garage, no nice painted walls just bare cement, it was a pretty humbling experiance. We are going out again this saturday, and I'm looking forward to it, I  just wish I could speak, it's not hard for me to talk to people like that at their door I  just dont know how to say what I want to say, so learning patience has been a little bit of a struggle, but my spanish does improve a little bit each day and week. How are things going with everyone at home? Is Brennan out of school yet? When are Jennie and Brett going to be there again? Well I love you guys!! I'll write you next week!