Cleaning, Walter update, You are my sunshine...

What another splendid week in the mish. We had President's interviews which were so pleasant. ALSO Saturday was a holiday here in Italy--surprise! ha ha I love Italians. I wish I could tell you exactly what the point was but alas, I find myself very uninformed but essentially everything was closed. So all of the missionaries stay inside and clean the whole apartment. It gave me flashbacks of doing "white glove" checks in college. Since I couldn't listen to sweet tunes while I was cleaning (like I did in college) what's a sister missionary to do? Welp, you bet your bottom dollar she put on some talks! ha ha Oh my life. It was actually so great. I have never learned so much and cleaned the kitchen at the same time. Win win!On Friday we had an activity where we watch "The Testaments" in church. We had a couple of people from English class come and Walter and his cousin Paolo came. It was great. We are having another activity this Saturday. We're going to watch the Sunday morning session of conference together in church and we invited all of English class last night and of course....Walter is going to be there. Yup yup. I'm so excited that we're watching that session. There are some ridiculously wonderful talks and I'm so excited for Walter to hear the prophet speak. We were reading the scriptures with him and he asked us about modern prophets and....that was a bit much for him. He just couldn't wrap his head around the fact that there could be someone even remotely comparable to Moses on the earth day. I was kind of worried that he reacted that way but at the same time...not so much. It's great that he understands what a big deal it is that there's a living prophet on the earth today. Now he just needs to pray about it and we need to be careful to be doing everything we can to help him.Walter came to English class last night and he seemed a little...not like himself. It was sad. I asked him what was going on and he said that he talked to his family about coming to the church and to put it simply, mama and daddy aren't too pleased. I remember just looking in his face and feeling so sad for him that they reacted this way, but feeling like this was going to be a good thing for him--an extra push for him to really pray about this and find out if it's real. Well, after my shower this morning I heard our little ring tone for when we receive a message and my companion was confused and asked me what it meant. Well essentially here's what the text said, "Good morning Sisters. I know." I waited a second and thought, "Wait a sec...WHAT!?" I called him and he said that he couldn't sleep last night and he grabbed the Book of Mormon and started reading in Moroni. He said he feels like he needs to increase his faith and repent. Let me tell you why this was crazy: So remember how I was cleaning on Saturday listening to talks. Well, I was listening to an AMAZIN' talk by Elder Holland and he was talking about the importance of investigators having faith in Jesus Christ and repenting before baptism. I remember listening to that talk and my heart kind of sunk and I felt grateful that we didn't set a date with Walter because I didn't feel like he was at that point yet--it was still something he was learning but not quite internalizing yet...if that makes sense. Well what in the world! A couple of days later, he figured it out! He knows that he needs to prepare to be ready for baptism. I'm just so excited for him. There have been many moments when he'll say things that just make me so happy because I know that he feels something. In fact, this morning when we were talking about what he read last night I asked him if he felt something and he said, "Yes, and it was strong." And I was like, "That was the spirit. It's amazing huh?" He said that he hasn't felt this way in a really, really, really long time.ALSO, his cousin, Paolo, is an investigator and makes me laugh so much. He is ...quirky--just a complete character. Anziano Smith was talking to him Sunday night and Paolo said that he'll get baptized when Walter does. I was like, "That's great Paolo, you're going to be baptized?!" And he had a completely straight face and said matter-of-factly, "Yes, when I am ready." Oh man. I wish you could meet this guy. Too funny.In other news, I'm trying to think of other fun things that we can do for English class and uh....we taught "You are my Sunshine" last night. ha ha It was actually super fun and they loved it. Don't worry, I did not continue on past the first verse because then it just gets depressing and in my opinion, no song with "Sunshine" in the title should be depressing. But...what do I know...Well, there are so many great moments that come up thanks to awkward ones. For example, we set a goal to kneel for all of our prayers so as soon as we enter the house we kneel and say a prayer. By the time we get up we usually slip on our tile floors because our knees are sweaty. Who knew how many good times are to be had thanks to sweaty days? I certainly had no idea, but they make themselves known more and more often. Love it.Well, transfers are this week. HOPEFULLY we'll hear on Tuesday night where we'll go and with who but...who knows, it could be on Wednesday morning like last time. And then Wednesday night we've gotta go. I honestly have no clue what's going to happen. Just hope whatever's best for our investigators and the branch. I love you all and hope you're loving every day of your beautiful lives. Read your scriptures and do your home/visiting teaching! :) Sweaty, lovable Italian love, Sorella Hansen

Our work: Walter, "My friend, the Atheist"

Well hi-dee-ho Welp, I can talk about the work here in one word: Walter. ha ha We've been working a lot with him. He doesn't work for the month of August so we've been meeting with him or at least talking to him every day. It's nuts. It's hard to meet with our other investigators even just once a week! But it's been really cool. We taught him the Plan of Salvation. I'd drawn it out all pretty on the white board in church. And at the end of the lesson I had the thought "did he understand this? Was it super clear?" We'd asked questions along the way and everything but...it's a lot to take in! Well, right after that thought passed through my mind, he stood up and said, "let's see..." so he grabbed the whiteboard marker and stood by the whiteboard and re-capped the whole second lesson for us! I'm not even joking, he pretty much just re-taught everything! It was nuts! I was less worried about his comprehension at that point. We read the scriptures with him in the park another day which was really cool. And then we've also taught him the gospel of Jesus Christ. We asked him to pray about being baptised on August 22nd. He acted like it was really fast but he said he'd pray about it. Well, in the end it seems like we'll have to push it back, but he really is doing great. We gave him a copy of the Restoration film and he says that he's watched it like 5 or 6 times. He said that he really relates to Joseph Smith. And he believes that Joseph Smith saw God and Jesus Christ.Last night before English class we started teaching him some commandments. We taught him Pray Often, Word of Wisdom, and the Law of Chastity. Yup, we thought we'd hit up a couple of doozies and get to some of the rules that might be harder. Anyway, it went surprisingly well. OH rad news! (I'll get back to this lesson with him later) We had a branch party on Saturday and Walter came with his cousin. Saturday was also Walters birthday. I mentioned the Word of Wisdom to him one of the times that we've talked at Mostra, but I hadn't committed him to it or anything. Well he talked to me at the branch party and said, "I have to tell you something. Today for my birthday I went out to lunch with a bunch of my friends. There was every kind of alcohol imaginable. ....and I didn't drink any of it." I was so happy! Can you believe that?!? So we taught him the Word of Wisdom and he said it's gonna be hard for him to give up his cappuccino but I said, "Well, we just taught you about prayer! Whenever you feel tempted, you can pray for strength and help. And if you ever want a cappuccino, then just call us and we'll talk you out of it!" ha ha Pretty much it's all a go. Even our "doozy" commandments weren't worth a sweat for Walter. How great is he? I'll tell ya, Pretty fabulous! Also we did Mostra on Sunday. I like to call this night: "My friend,the Atheist." I talked to Walter for a little bit and then he went to talk to someone in French about the gospel (yeah, did I mention that he's wonderful...he's not even a member but he helped the other missionaries talk to someone in French about the gospel because they couldn't speak French) and so I looked for someone to talk to and I started talking to this man that was kind of close to me. I glanced over at my companion and she gave me kind of a nauseated look. All from that glance I realized something. The last time that we did Mostra there, she left not quite herself. Apparently she had a really bad conversation with someone. I realized from the look on her face, that she had talked to the man that I was currently talking with. I think it gave me a little more determination because he made my companion feel bad. I got a little taste of his personality when one of the first things he said to me was (and he was speaking English) "I've got news for you. One, God doesn't exist. And two, we don't need God." After he said that I just sat there for a second with a look on my face like, You JUST said that. Really? Okay buddy. He asked me if my parents raised me to believe that there's a God. He said that that's brainwashing and that we shouldn't tell children things like that because they don't know any better. I lovingly shut him down and said that yes my parents raised me to be a member, but the reason that I'm still a member is because I decided. He continued to talk about how it's brainwashing to teach children about God. I said, "Well my parents also told me that there was a Santa Clause and I figured that one out all by myself. Our parents can teach us what they want and then when we grow up, we decide." He quit. So, then he decided to tell me what I was doing here. He said that I'm here in Italy to tell everyone that they're wrong and that I'm right. I said, "I would be more then happy to tell you why I'm ACTUALLY here. I don't look at everyone as being wrong. On the contrary, I look at everyone as being important enough, to deserve to know the truth. I'm here to share what I have." He said, "So why are you talking to me?" and I said, "Because you're important and you deserve the opportunity to accept the truth." and he laughed and said, "You'll never convert me." and I said, "You have made that very clear. But I wanted to at least give you the chance. I hope you have a great night." We shook hands and he smiled before he walked away. It was interesting the feeling that I had after talking to him. I tried to handle the situation with love...but at the same time...not taking his crap or letting him say things that aren't true. Instead of weakening my faith, I just walked away feeling so grateful for the gospel and for my testimony. Well; I have president Interviews today and then in about 2 weeks is transfers! Crazy. I really hope that I stay here. I love it here and I have learned so much in this city. I'm so grateful for the opportunity to serve. It's all worth it. Keep reading your scriptures, praying, and remember to love you lives and all the people in it! La Vita e bella! Love from Cagliari,
Sorella Mal

House with the Mission Presidents wife, Teaching flying lessons...

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The Sisters on the island!

Sorella Bjarnson (my comp), Sorella Hughes (in my MTC district), Sorella Chevalier (my trainer) and me.

So... there's like a whole genealogy thing to missions. Because Sorella Chevalier trained me, she's my mom, and the 'senior' sister in the district is the "mom" of any new missionaries in the district. So these are my 'posterity'.

Sorella Chavalier (my mom)

Me

Anziano Pace (left) = my son!

Anziano Tonuitti = my 1/2 brother (he's a new Italian missionary in Sassar in Sorella Chevalier's district

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Well, this week was a whole lot of jumbled lovableness!Lets start off with the fact that we had Zone Conference that was wonderful! And wouldn't you know it, along with all the spiritual enlightening goods comes my favorite little side dish of tangible love! Yup, mail. :) Thanks you guys for writing. I love hearing how you're doing.We had something special right after Zone Conference. We had a "Sisters Conference" where the sisters from the zone stayed after and we had a meeting with Sorella Acerson (the mission presidents wife) and then we went out to gelato and went to a wharf and took some pictures and talked. It was so fun and so refreshing. I'm so used to being around Elders but it was nothing but good times with Sorella Acerson, Watson, and Millis (both from my MTC district) and my companion. Who knew that I missed girl time? not I! But alas...Then Sister Acerson was going to be on the island the next day and asked if we wanted her to come to any of our appointments with us. Er....lesson in the presence of a member...aka Mission Presidents wife. CHECK! The only stinky part is our investigator stood us up. I was a bit frazzled about it. I mean, I've been out for a while. It's not the first time that I've been stood up. But I just feel super bad when we take the effort to get a member there and THEN we get stood up. I just felt bad for her. Anyway, so what did we do? We had planned to go to a referral and do house in that zone and Sister Acerson wanted to come with us! ha ha So ....we did house with the mission Presidents wife. Can you even imagine? It makes me laugh because it's like she doesn't acknowledge or see how that would be intimidating for us. She just thinks she's a regular person--and she is but...come on! It was a lot of fun. She asked us questions after each door. We got in to one door and talked to a lady that was pretty closed. She'd spoken to missionaries in the past but doesn't believe in a life after this one. It was just so cool to be able to bear testimony to her. I feel like underneath her closed front that she puts up, that she really will reflect on our words and the feelings that she had. And Sorella Acerson is a champ. She's not fluent in the language but she still tries and it was really an example to me. Sometimes she would have us translate for her but other times she'd just do the best she could and the lady totally understood her. It was a really great experience. House with the mission President's wife? Check! Didn't think it would happen, yet, consider it done!Also, the guy that I talked about last week-Walter-is now our investigator! Woot woot! He's actually just so wonderful I can't even believe it. He didn't come to church on Sunday :( but I saw him that night at Mostra, and he came to English class last night. We saw that we'd missed a call this morning. It was Walter. My companion called him and he said that he just squilloed to tell us that he was reading the Book of Mormon. How wonderful is this guy? We taught him the restoration with two members and we watched the restoration and he loved it! He gave the most beautiful analogy that I just really wanted to share with you guys. I've spoken with him several times and I've noticed that he likes to use analogies too. I've learned to start talking to him with analogies of my own and it works great. Well, during the lesson he was expressing certain hesitancy's but he said something gorgeous. He said he feels like he's standing on the edge of a cliff and he sees us--and we're flying. He wants to jump and do it too, but he's just scared. It was seriously the most beautiful thing because the way that he says it shows that he sees that we're different-in a good way. I loved it. I'm excited for him to learn to fly. :)In other news....guess who showed up to sacrament on Sunday?! Don't even worry about it, right in the middle of Sunday school, 5 young french champs filed into a row of chairs. I kind of wanted to sign out and call it day! Come on! I went up to them to try to speak French but it turns out one of them just got back from a mission in Provo so...we just spoke English. Well I can say this much...I still don't hate French. What a bust.Anyway, in case you've forgotten in anyway...the church is still true! It's wonderful. I feel so blessed to know the gospel. It's really amazing the many blessings that come from knowing who I am, that I have a purpose, and that I'm not alone in anything that I do. What a rad opportunity to share this with my adorable Italian family here in Sardegna. There really is so much joy to be found in life. I love it. Obviously there are going to be disappointments but there is always something to make us smile, laugh, love, and those are the moments that we need to let influence our days and outlook. I love you guys and am hoping you're all healthy, happy, and that you know that this Sista Missionary loves you baby! Italian love, Sorella Hansen

Rocked socks! Rocked the boat!

A shot from when we clmbed Devil's Saddle. Look at that water!! I just wanted to pitch myself overboard the whole hike! So pretty!
Another Pic from our hike.

This is a fairly good view of the city.

Anziano Pittson - my district leader

Anziano Pace - this is his first transfer

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I will entitle this week: Rocked socks or rocked boat? You'll understand as I continue...So we had an appointment with our DOLL of an investigator named Adele. She's quite possibly too adorable for her own good. I love her so much. She came to a baptism and to church over a month ago and hasn't come back since. When she saw the picture of the first vision she got goose bumps so we decided to teach her the Restoration and watch the film called, who'd a thunk, "The Restoration". It's such a wonderful film and helps bring to life the fact that Joseph Smith saw God and Jesus Christ. Well, we were to the part where we were going to watch the movie and 4 minutes into the movie.....it's freezes! Not even joking. I took it out and cleaned it and we tried again. Four minutes into the film....freezes yet again! (It was kinda scratched.) I couldn't believe it and we probably sat there staring at the screen for like 45 seconds and I was just praying with all my heart that it would work because it hadn't even got to the first vision yet. Well, after a painfully long wait, it played and she loved it. We're trying to be more bold as missionaries so when she brought up the whole praying to the saints thing....we told her that that's not how it works (but with love!) and we bore our testimonies that she needs to come to church with a question in her heart and we promised her that she'd receive the answer. Well, she came to church on Sunday!! (Aka my socks were rocked!) On the flip side....she told us that she didn't want to come again. (Aka...the boat was rocked) She tells us that she gets a really hard time from her family about coming to our church and they tell her that she can't join the church. So she told us that she came to church because she promised us. ALSO she told us that when we get transferred from the island that she doesn't want to see the missionaries anymore because she loves us too much and it will be too hard for her to sat goodbye. As soon as she told me that I was like, "Oh no no no!" And I frantically started introducing her to members. ha ha Oh dear. All of the members that know her, love her. And that's saying something because she's only come to church twice and she's left that big of an impression on them. I love Adele. I want to help her receive the blessings of the gospel. She is certainly getting tried but I know that if we rely on the Lord and do everything that we can that she will feel of our sincerity and of the power of this gospel.Another story to go along with the theme of this week is Giuliano. I don't know if you'll remember this but I met Giuliano my first week here in Cagliari and he was our first new investigator here. Well, Socks rocked: we found him at the piazza!! Boat rocked: He got up and walked away! I'm actually not joking. I think I laughed just to keep from crying. Oh dear. I just goes to show that it's 534% normal for things to not work out perfect. The hard part is figuring out exactly what we're supposed to do about it.Well, to keep this e-mail from sounding like I have nothing positive to say (because on the contrary!) I will tell you about someone named Walter. I met Walter last transfer and Mostra. I was drawing the plan of salvation on a sheet, on the sidewalk and...I forgot how to spell the word "veil" in Italian. (It's not even hard to spell but that's beside the point!) So I looked around and motioned to this guy watching to come over and I asked him how to spell it, and then ended up giving the chalk to Anziano Pace and I talked to him for a while. Well, on Saturday we did Mostra again and Walter was there! We talked the whole time and he's great because I can be bold with him and he can take it. ha ha Well I asked him if he'd come to church on Sunday and he said maybe. We exchanged phone numbers and right before sacrament I called his phone because he still hadn't shown up---no answer. I was sad and just took my seat. Then right before we were about to start Walter walks in with his cousin! It was so cool! I'm pretty sure my jaw dropped...in fact, indeed it did! The problem is that he's very non-committal. We always part with him saying something like, "Se Dio vuole..." like "if God wants...then we'll talk again." The thing that doesn't work about that is that we have each others numbers! Come on! Well, I called him Tuesday morning and invited him to English class that night. He came! And he took a Book of Mormon and we talked a lot. But we parted with the same thing. "Se Dio vuole." WELL, I am unsatisfied with that kind of an attitude and I called him today (Thursday) to tell him that we'll be singing as a Zone in a park if he wants to come. He said yes. ha ha So hopefully we can make some progress and I can help him find the desire to come to church again. He really is so great. He's very studious and curious about everything. He's just a good person....just not very committal. ha ha I really hope that he comes tonight because he would be such an amazing member and he needs the gospel. Everyone does. But...you know.Anyway, I love you guys so very much and I'm trying to do my best to share the gospel with all of Heavenly Fathers children here in Italy. He really loves them you know? And I do too. Thanks for being your wonderful selves! I pray for you and your happiness. Take care and know that Sorella Hansen sends you tan-ish Sardegnian love! Sorella Hansen

Transfers results..., branch activity, tearful language study :)

Sunrise in Cagliari. Hard to hate your life when there's beautiful moments like this.

We went with the Elders to study on a really high park so we could watch the sunrise. Do I look ravaged by wolves to anyone else??

My first view of Cagliari from when I stepped off the boat.

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Well first of all let me start off by apologizing for my previous letter. I haven't gone back to look at it but I can only imagine how spazzy and spacey it sounded. Especially since....transfers....nothing changed. ha ha Yup, I'm STILL here in Cagliari and Sorella Bjarnason and I are doing a third transfer together. ha ha I honestly didn't think that we'd do three transfers but alas, here we be. So when we finally found out on Wednesday, everything was fine...except for the fact that I think I almost gave myself an ulcer. ha ha Most anti-climactic transfers? Yup. ha ha It's good though. Sorella Bjarnason and I have set some really great goals and it's going to be a great, nay, slamming transfer. So to the goods: We had a branch activity on Saturday and it was so much fun! We went up into the mountains and gathered around a little spring and had a spiritual thought and then did like tug-of-war, jump rope, and Frisbee. It was a good time. We were a little misinformed as far as the whole "location" thing worked out and I officially looked like a git, clomping around in my awkward, frumpy, 3-inch Sister Missionary Mall shoes in the mountainous terrain. Best of times! I will be better prepared next time. But, until then, I probably won't cease to be amused by the little things that make my missionary life wonderful but oh-so awkward. Love it! It was a great activity. it was fun to get to know the members better and I think it really helped us to have a better relationship. I had one of those movie moments. Like, if you've seen While You Were Sleeping, then you'll follow me. You know the part when it's Christmas time and they gave Lucy a present and there's just music playing while it shows her watching the Callaghan family and you can just tell that she's just soaking everything in. Yeah, that's what happened at this activity. I just watched Fratello Ances playing Frisbee with my companion and Sabbrina; Pier Luigi and Fratello Floris doing the jump rope for the little kids; and the members calling Anziano Pace to get the ball out of the tree because he's so tall. It was just a moment that I just stepped back and thought, "Yup, it's official: I love my life and love all of you guys." I love moments like that.We did some more house yesterday and it was looking a bit discouraging. Either nobody was home, or they weren't super nice. In fact, there was one old lady that I was talking to and she was pretty harsh. She was just so impatient and short and I guess it just shocked me because she seemed like she'd be a sweet old lady. What's the deal? I remember after that door just thinking, "Alright, one of two things is going to happen: Either this day is going to wreak, or something great's going to happen." Well the thing that I love, is every time I have that thought, it's a couple of doors later that we find someone. That's pretty much happened before we found Sergio. So a couple of doors later we met a girl named Elica. She's young too. Probably like my age. But we're going back tomorrow to see her. I just love that when we really try and refuse to give up, that it's THEN that we see the fruits and the progress. It's so rad.English class was last night and so much fun. We just have so many characters that come to English class. It's one of the many moments in my life that I wish were on film. I really need to take some pictures at English class so that you can get a feel for what my Tuesday nights 7:15-8:15 consists of. It's a joy! I gave the spiritual thought and then end of the class and just read the last 2 or 3 paragraphs of one of President Monson's talks. BY-THE-WAY, for part of language study I read President Monson's talk and...okay, so whenever I read talks...I read out loud. It just helps me be able to hear how I'm talking and where I'm messing up...anyway, so I'm reading this talk and it's the story about the woman that has to bury like 4 of her children. So...I'm sitting in the living room, reading out loud and every time one of these kids die, my voice gets a little shaky and I'm like, "Well oh dear, what's this? I'm not going to cry right?" ha ha and by the fourth one...I was almost done for. My poor companion, when she came out of language study and I'm sitting on the couch, reading a talk in Italian out loud, and trying not to fall apart at the seams! ha ha I can only imagine how hilarious it looked. ha ha But, it is a good talk if you wanna give it a look.Things are going great here. I'm happy and excited to still be here for another 6 weeks (hopefully more!). I keep learning and find things everyday that make me laugh and learn and love. I hope you're all healthy and happy and loving everything about your beautiful lives. There's a missionary in Sardegna that's sending lots of love your way. Sorella Hansen

Italian Photos...

This is the beautiful boat that was going to take me to my new city.

FACT: Boat bathroom is awkwardly small.
You could easily go to the bathroom, shave yourleg in the shower, and wash you hands in the sink at the same time.

Me and my girl Sorella Swenson.

This was at transfer circles, It's at a Rome train station before I headed to Cagliari.

Transfer calls!, Sergio, 16 turtles‏

Well happy...Nine months in the mission to me! It's so crazy that I've been out nine months. I still feel like a little kid in the mission in some senses. But in reference to where I started I can see that I've grown and gotten better. But perhaps I just started at such an awkward level to begin with. ha ha I can't decide if the mission's going fast or slow. Time is just a different thing here. Days don't really mean anything. Every day is just a day where the forecast is work! Sometimes I laugh about it being Friday or something because to everyone around me, that means something...but in these days, it's just another day to go out and get some work done. I've really learned so much from my first nine months and have oodles left to learn. I'm happy to be here. It's where I'm supposed to be and I'm very grateful for the opportunity.SO...transfers. Oh dear I'm kind of stressed out to the max but I'm trying to be cool. So usually we find out what will happen for transfers on Monday and then on Thursday is when you go to Rome and make the change from your old companion to your new companion. Sardegna has always been a little different because everyone who gets transfered on the island has to leave Wednesday night in order to get to Rome on time Thursday. So we get one less day with the news--to say goodbye to people, take pics, exchange addresses, and have our last appointments with our investigators. This transfer President Acerson decided to change things. He decided to tell the whole mission on WEDNESDAY what's going to happen for transfers. So...it's 11:00 a.m. here and we still haven't heard anything about transfers but, for instance, if my companion or I have to leave, we have to get all of our stuff packed by like 5:00 TONIGHT and get on a train. AH! So...I would love to tell you if I'm still going to be here next transfer or if I'm getting a new companion...but I have no clue. I don't know if I'll be sleeping in Cagliari tonight...niente. SO...Next week? ha haOn to something of greater importance: Our appointment with Sergio last Wednesday went great! I asked him why he let us in to his house the first time and he said that he'd heard only good things about our religion and wanted to know more. But the thing that killed me was he said that he's looking for the truth! I feel like he's going to write his own article in the Ensign some day. He has so many questions but they're all really interesting and show that he really thinks about these kinds of things.ALSO we had an appointment with Roberta. We asked her if she'd prayed about a baptismal date and she gave us a not direct answer. She said that sometimes she wants to be baptized. One thing that was pretty huge is she said that she went to some event or something in the catholic church and she said that she missed our church. We talked to her about the law of chastity. I was slightly nervous about it because she's a young girl and it just had potential to be slightly awkward with the language barrier and other factors. But it actually went really well and she even asked us some questions!--which was grand because I seriously worried she'd be uncomfortable and quiet the whole time so...success!! We talked to her about how she's feeling about being baptized and she said that she just needs to be sure. We bore our testimonies about how important the little things are in a testimony. That she really needs to be reading her scriptures and praying and it will help her receive her answer.On Sunday we went to track down a woman in our area book who is a former investigator but also an English class student. So...we just showed up to her house! ha ha She let us right in and we read some scriptures with her and as we were about to leave she said, "Do you want to see my garden?" I know it's weird but I just couldn't resist! I just find all of these cute little Italian gardens adorable! So...we went out and it was huge! She was walking around in an interesting way, pushing away leaves as if she was looking for something on the ground. She started pointing to something and it was a turtle! They were everywhere! She has 3 big ones that aren't penned off, and they're the ones that lay the eggs and stuff and then she has 13--I kid you not---that are penned off! I just died laughing. I mean really, I had no idea when I woke up that morning that I would run across 16 turtles just kicking it in our former investigators backyard. So she let us take a couple of pictures with them because...how often to you get to mix and mingle a woman who has her own land of turtles in her backyard. Good thing she's adorable.Well, I'll wrap it up there for this week. In case you were wondering....still no transfer calls...not even since I've been writing this e'mail. ha ha Oh my life. Well I love you all. The Italian people are just the ticket. (What I mean by that is...I love them.) I hope you're all healthy, happy, and saying your prayers. Love from Cagliari! Sorella Hansen

~~ Alright avid readers, it's that time again... Time to leave some 'Happy 1/2 way' comments for our favorite sorella! She loves to hear from you, let's make her day!~~