Nimenhao! (Hello everyone!)
I have so much to tell you, I don't know where to even begin!
So, I am officially a missionary for the church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints! I have my badge on now, and I beam everytime I put it on in the morning. It has my English name (Sister Koch) and then a whole bunch of Chinese. Wanna know how to read it? Yesu Jidu houchi shengtu... something... something... yeah, still working on it. There's TONS I have to learn. Plus the fact that I didn't add tones to that means that if you read that outloud, you could be saying Octopus dangling bucket (swear word). Oh, Chinese, how we love your complicated ways. But I have actually learned an astonishing amount of Chinese since I entered the MTC. For example, 20 minutes into being dropped off at the MTC, I was guided to my Mandarin Chinese District classroom with 11 other people (one of them my "tongban", or companion), and IMMEDIATELY my laoshi, or teacher, started teaching the whole class without speaking a single word in English! To be honest, to this day he hasn't spoken a single complete sentence of english. All of our actual classroom time is in full chinese. And some of us in the classroom have never even taken a Mandarin class! But the crazy thing is, even though it can get SUPER frustrating, it works well. Our laoshi is amazing at Chinese (he's half Taiwanese and he just returned from his mission), and the MTC has upped its teaching materials SIGNIFICANTLY. Seriously, I have possibly 10 books given to be all to teach me everything from grammar to how to give a full lesson in Chinese, to Preach My Gospel in both Pinyin (chinese words in english letters) and the actual chinese Characters. (So including my own english copy, I have 3 PMGs.)
So wanna know what I can do within uh... 5 days? Well, by day 2 I learned how to pray in complete chinese, and that night I studied my brains out until I could do it without the book! I make a point of praying as much as I can in mandarin only, so at this point when it's time to bless the food, I can whip out a prayer pretty fast while still not giving a standard "in the book" prayer! WOO! Wanna know something else amazing and crazy? I've already given 2 lessons in full mandarin Chinese to an investigator! In fact, in about 3 hours, I'll be giving another! Right now my companion and I are focusing on teaching her how to pray and why it's an important and amazing thing! Our investigator (a member of the church roleplaying an investigator) plays a pretty standard investigator in Taiwan: parents are Buddhist, curious as to why all her Christian friends are happy, doesn't know anything from who God is to why in the world we bow our head while we pray! Her name's Mao (tone going up), and she's already stolen my heart. Please pray that my companion and I can stay in tune with the Spirit so we can know what message she needs to hear!
Oh right, companion! So right now I'm staying in a 6 girl dorm room with the best fellow sisters ever! We have Sister Washburn and Sister Parker (they're in our district and classroom, so we're with them all the time. They're HILARIOUS! The running joke is "f-f-f-fei-cheng-hao!" which means very good. Actually, we have a ton of hilarious inside jokes. Every night feels like standup comedy with them.) then Sister Jasperson and Sister Bong (YES! Mom, that's the granddaughter of Grammy's good friend! She's hilarious and amazing, I love her!). Sister Parker is going to Hong Kong. She's the first American girl to ever go to HongKong for Mandarin Speaking, how cool is that? (Usually it's Cantonese) Sister Washburn is going to a ghettoish place in California, I think it was Arcadia? Everyone else will be flying in with me to TAIPEI, TAIWAN! WOOO! We're so excited, but we'd be lying if we said we weren't overwhelmed with the language. It is one if the hardest languages, if not the hardest, to learn as an English speaker for a reason! The tones are killer, and one word can mean so many different things, even if both words have the same tone! We're not working on characters yet. I was rather disappointed when I found out about that, but I understand why. First we'll work on speaking, then after some weeks we'll dive into part two of why Chinese is crazy hard. Have I mentioned I love this language? I still study writing a little bit now and then so I can give visual aids during my lessons with words my investigator can read, and it's amazing how powerful the characters make the word. For example, the word for Atonement "Shuzui" has the word and character "zui" in it. "Zui" means sin. Atonement in chinese literally means to redeem from sin! Is that not cool or what? Heavenly Father, or Tian Fu, is also pretty cool because it's Father of the Heavens and the Earth.
My companion is Sister Hammer. She is the perfect companion for me. For those that know the "Dressing Your Truth", I think she's a type 2 (I think I have everyone's type figured out if any of you want to know, but we definitely have all 4 types between Hammer, Parker, Washburn, and I). I love her so much, and I'm trying to figure out better ways to serve her the way she patiently serves me. She's less outgoing than our roommates and very down to earth, which means we're constantly working with purpose. She's still really nice and funny and sometimes cheesy. She's 21, but honestly age doesn't even feel like a factor here. Your age is how long you've been in the MTC, not how old you are really, and in our eyes we're pretty much both babies. We make an amazing team with discussions and chinese! She has about the same amount of beginning Chinese knowledge as I, so we're really equal too! I love having her by my side! Plus she's a lacrosse coach, so we go pretty hard during gym time and are ALWAYS complaining about how sore we are from yesterday's workout.
I am nowhere near fluent, that is for sure. NOWHERE. I have so much to learn, and sometimes I get discouraged to hear how good my fellow classmates are because they've taken Chinese much longer than me. Some of them have even lived in China, or are half Taiwanese. But there have been amazing lessons I have learned already. The first was by one of the older sisters also going to Taiwan Taipei who gave us newer sisters some advice: Sometimes (actually, all the time) it's easy to feel discouraged about how little knowledge you know in comparison to how much you want to know. It's like little drops of water in a bucket. Don't focus on how empty your bucket of knowledge is, celebrate every single drop you have! I've definitely had moments where I've teared up in class with how frustrated I was that I didn't know all of the crazy amount of Chinese on the board. But when it's time to turn to our companion and practice giving a discussion, I stop and treasure just how much I've learned to say! I can hold my own in a conversation, nevermind that I may not be as good as the people around me that have had more experience! It is nothing short of a miracle, I feel myself every day uplifted and supported by the Lord's hand to learn this language and be a missionary. Because the days feel like weeks and I feel like I've already been here a MONTH (you would do if you had at least 9 hours of language study and practice a day like I do!), so it's easy to shout to the Heavens and cry, "I don't know Chinese! I've been here so long and I still don't know how to talk fluently!!", I really have to stop and say, "Sister Koch, you've been here 3 days (that's when I had this freakout), not a month. You're doing amazing, and God expects progress, not perfection."
I have to confess, I'm terribly beginner still at giving lessons. For the most part, they're sentences we've translated and written down (or just straight from the book), and we still don't know how to say or word a lot of how much we really want to tell our wonderful investigator! But miracles happen EVERY SINGLE LESSON. When you focus every lesson on doing exactly what the Spirit has guided you to do and keep your heart in your missionary purpose "to invite others to Christ", the Spirit is there. I can be giving the most terribly-worded or pronounced Chinese lesson to this poor investigator, but when it's time to say the prayer or when my companion or I bear our testimony-- it's there. Powerfully. It fills our hearts and the room and makes us cry. And it's only been 5 days! (Six days now, but today's P day.)
I wish I could explain the spirit of the MTC. The halls are filled with love, both from the kindest missionaries you ever did meet and from the Spirit of the Lord. When you clear your mind of your frustrations, fear, contention, or doubt, it's there. You can feel it the way you can undeniably feel the sun shining. Sometimes it's a subtle warmth, and other times it's a "makes you cry" kind of spiritual hug. This isn't some "justification" psychological effect, it's incredible. There's no place like the MTC. If it weren't for the fact that I'm up to my ears in easily intimidating Chinese study, I would want to live in this building forever.
Every single day is packed with purpose. There is not a single hour of the day that I am not working with a purpose. No joke. I only return to my room for changing for the gym and getting ready for bed. Like I said, some days there are 9 hours of language study, or sometimes only 7 hours because we're able to "relax" from teaching our lessons in Chinese (which we're constantly preparing to do).
I love this gospel. I love being a missionary, even if it is the the hardest thing I've ever done in my life by miles and miles. I love working with a purpose for the Lord, and only the Spirit could make you comfortable with working 10 hours a day with language/missionary study.
Wo ai nimen! I love you all! I'm out of time! I'll send the pictures to Mom, she'll post them on FB!
-Love, Sister Koch, or Ke (flat tone) Jie Mei. (My name is lame. It's a measurement word for trees. I mean, really?)