Last week I didn't get to funny stories, so I'll share a few this week.
Chi Huong and I live with two native Cambodian sisters. They both speak English very well, but every once in a while we all have a good laugh when something doesn't come out quite right, like the evening Chi Huong did something Sister Khan approved of, and Sister Khan said, "Sister, I give you one thumb!" Once we clarified that the expression is to "give someone a thumbs up," it turned into a great joke, so couple days later in English class when Elder Jensen kept asking people to give him a thumbs up if they understood, Sister Khan asked how many thumbs he had and where he was keeping them all.
Later that week, on Friday, we had zone training. Before the meeting a handful of missionaries were talking about a minor medical issue one of the new missionaries had had upon arriving in the country and they were saying they didn't know why it happened. I asked a couple questions and before I even got the answers, Anh ca Sang announced, "The answer is coming! I can see it in her eyes!" I did know the explanation, so Anh ca Sang tossed me a whiteboard marker and I cleared up the physiology for them and in the process received and answered a couple other questions. Then a while later while we were sitting around awkwardly waiting for the meeting to start because someone was getting batteries for the DVD player remote, Anh ca Tu asked, "Chi Hoa, will you come up here and teach some biology for about five minutes?"
We got a couple referrals this past week, but when we tried to call one of them, they didn't speak Vietnamese, so Chi Huong was trying to explain to them in English that we teach people about Jesus Christ. The young man responded, "Are you talking about Skype?" and Chi Huong said, "No, I'm talking about God!" It was a very abrupt and humorous comment to me as I was not actually participating in the conversation, just listening to the half of it that was in the same room with me.
Anh ca Sang fries everything. It's the easiest way to cook most stuff and it tastes good, he says. One time Chi Huong and I had some banh bao, and he told his trainee, Anh ca Tran Kiet, "I know this will sound like everything else I say, but it's really good fried." I don't know why he would fry banh bao because you buy it already steamed, but he continued to insist that it is really good, so now we tease him about frying everything. One Friday, the zone leaders gave us some fried rice they had made for everyone, and when I handed off Anh ca Sang's to him I said, "You don't need to fry the rice, Elder; it's already been fried." I was a honestly a little surprised when he didn't re-fry it at home to heat it up again. I had kind of expected him to.
This mission rocks!