happy wednesday 10/18/17u hn

heyiiiiiii world!! heres my experience from this weeek i wanna share cause its so cool! pardon my french in it... i copied it from another email.

story of itaia
the miracle i saw this week was... ok i wish i could tellyou all of them. that would talk pages and hours and malheureusement we dont have time for that.
I dont know if you read about Itaia, hes a 13 year old boy who used to smoke 3 packs a day. his situation was tres grave, actually. he did so many betises that the people in his quartier were sick of him and threw rocks at him if he came by, stuff like that. street fights and what not. its always hard for me to picture my 13 year old bro being involved in that junk. but anyway, the lessons changed him. we dont even know what the deciding factor was for him but he stopped smoking and started being a good boy. gospel changes behavoir quuuuooiiiii :)
his behavior changed his mom's behavior who used to hit her children and was a recluse in the house, she threw rocks at the sister missionaries before as well so we never went to their house haha. until one day when she invited us. ca faisait peur mais on est parti quand meme avec une grosse priere de ne pas devenir les tentatives de meurte... lol but the impression she gave us was not that, in fact she is very douce and humble and just wanted to thank us for changing her son. and also that she wanted to be baptised. turns out she just has some major life problems and depression. hence the rocks avant...
so she came to itaias baptism on saturday WITH HER HUSBAND AND THEY ARE MARRIED, which was the first time in a very long time she had left the security of her home. she also came to church sunday with her husband again, and then we went over ther monday. pretty much the whole family wants the lessons and the mom and dad talked to us about baptism and a change they have seen in their family that they dont quite understand, but they love.

whats more, in a different sector just a coté, there is a couple who the elders helped be married and baptised on saturday. they just happen to be the  godfather and godmother of itaia. we didnt plan that out but they all celebrated together and cried a lot.

 i just dont understand. its one of those things you just watch happen, it unfolds before your eyes and it's obvious that YOU ARE NOT THE ONE DOING THIS. nothing that we have done should have or would have changed these people, i mean we just taught them and invited them, the normal stuff. dealt with the stress of family problems and organizing baptism problems, trying to get itaia to stop smoking and saying the F word problems... but in all logical sense this shouldnt have happened. something changed them and its called the Spirit!!! i wish i knew at what moment that happened, but im not sure it was one moment. it was a series of small truths that penetrated the hearts and made a miracle. yesterday at our multizone conference elder ardern said soemthing along the lines of

"miracles dont often happen in one sweep, they are more often than not a series of small events that come together and lead to one life changing conclusion."

and thus it is. we also have two baptisms tomorrow for Rosina the 9 year old and Steve the older man and im so proud of them!!!! im so proud of all the people who have the courage to change their lives even if their families and friends get mad, because they know that God will be happy!

guys. im not ready to be done with this great life i live. maybe im so tired i feel like im gonna die and maybe i have no clothes left because i gave them to people but i dont wanna be done being a missionary. beh. more on that later, i still have 3 weeks. :) and im a lucky duck for these three weeks

other things that happened were that my companion got hit on the head by a 9 yaer old boy for singing, we walked to theocean a few times, laughed a lot and ate fun food, and mami salome gave me a ukelele!!!!!! shoutout to her.

pics, itaia and his family (hes the young boy with the flower necklace)

a cute tahitian and her river 

other stuff

the deteriorating mami durrant finds her love for the chilluns 10/10/17

i realise this is being sent really late at night and stuff

but i love you all so ill send it in hopes that there are some survivors other than my mom who still faithfully read my group emails. anyone? anyone?

soooooo

tired.

thats all i can really think. they all told me this would happen. they said i would physically crumble at the end of my mission without any explanation. i said no i dont even need sleep its fine.

now the girl who used to stay up until 4 am wants to sleep by 8 pm. whoooo... who is this grandma je suis devenu...

i think though its for good reasons. we did so many lessons this week. we are actually at the point where we have so many amis who want the lessons so badly that there are too many lessons we can possibly do between the two of us (like it says in the white bible, but i never thought that would actually become true), so we did splits with members like all week long and it was super productive and tiring!!! i dont know if ive ever worked so hard in all my mission. and it was hot. man it was hot this week. good thing we have the air conditioning.

we teach mostly children and sr meloen and i were so touched this week by the numerous, simple actions that children take to gain faith in jesus christ. i saw some very sacred things happen in the testimonies of young kids this week and it was just so sweet... i love that children are so close to heavenly father. its a different kind of searching that they do once they search to know who he is, it is just pure and sincere and beautiful and simple. and it leads them to know very real things that we as adults forget sometimes. (did i just call myself an adult? i still feel like im 14) even though little rosina asks me for a different present every time i see her and its a little annoying, i give stuff to her anyway because i feel that love that heavenly father has for her and that he is so proud that she learned how to pray and prays every day now and taught her little brother how to pray also. she even convinced her mom to come to church with her. children are powerful. they speak with the tongue of angels

we were supposed to go on a hike today that was gonna be super cool, but it didnt work out for technical reasons and i was really sad and mad. but we did a different hike that was also pretty. it was like 8 kilometers and a lot of it was on the road lol. my legs hurt im out of shape.

also we had a sisters conference at presidents house and i loved that thing so much. i felt like i wzs back in young womens at testimony meeting and we all cry because you just feel the love man! i dont know why when a bunch of girls get together for spiritual stuff it is SO SPIRITUAL. like we cant get along if its not for something spiritual but otherwise whoopdeedoo. but i love these sisters... its hard knowing that many of them i wont see again pretty soon

other than that i dont know what to say. i love my mission and i will always love it. if there is any advice i could give to any young adolescent, lost or confident, short or tall, faithful or doubtful, it is go serve a mission. you go out there and you serve your Savior who served you enough already. it doesnt matter that we are not perfect but god needs YOU!

elder roi in his prime, a good advertisement and just a cute situation

 you!!!! you whom i love so. thanks for all your emails. dont be trunky for me just pray for me to finish strong!! hahaha theres lots of emotions happening in my life right now... its crazy. i dont know what all of you did your last 4 weeks of the mission but its like nothing ive ever experienced in my life! i feel like half of me is dying and half of me is being born again and half of me is the one giving birth... all of those are good things technically but its a lot to take in.

i wont be sending an email next monday but it will be next wednesday(the 18th). we have a conference with elder ardent (?) who is a 70 and he will be here monday. so its not a pday.

as for other things dont worry about me. just tell me how to register for classes at usu (i let the byu thing go for now lol hope you are rejoicing)

super sad im missing the halloween party but send me pictures :)

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thats super cool of scott and karen to let that girl live with them.

aj and nicole dont die at school i need you as tutors after

ian looking good even though your foot is being stupid and your football team doesnt win. thanks for the poem. i like to see that nothing has changed

teesh you just keep running. you remind me of me when i started cross country because now you dont have time to email me about the details. sad day

frosty dad sent me a picture of his 4th grade class and i found him, after i thought it was you. but there is a little boy named Iona that i know and he is 9 but he looks just like you. it is weird for me too. i think im the most scared to see you

mom ive been an stl since august but idk why he just sent that haha. and soon you will be the one making girls laugh in the nursing home.

dad i sometimes feel like you will have a lot of fun in tahiti because you will just astound the tahitians. ive never heard a tahitian talk about shakespeare. but thanks for the quotes to keep me literarily intellectual. i dont know if thats a word.

i love you all bon soireeeeeeee taoto maitai 

The perks of being murican

hi!!! i only have what feels like 24 seconds to write like 245 details from this week. i guess ill sum it up into the most important parts

we had a really giant week planned out.. tons of lessons and contacts with references because this ward is AMAZING!! they just understand missionary work and are very unified, willing, and motivated and flipping FUNNY. i think im happy to die here.

but then transfers happened and sr durrant gets called as the stake taxi driver so tuesday our lessons had to all be cancelled. it was fun though, we got to see everyone receive their new missionaries and go walk around this cool book store in the city that ive always wanted to see. shoutout to my dad who likes book stores. too bad everything was in french dang it

during tuesday my comp and i came down with a bad sort of cold and were like dying.. then wednesday i woke up and thought i was dead, but we had tons of lessons that day also so we tried our best. my comp ended up not making it. i left her at a members house where she sat on a bed in front of a tv surrounded by children.. i left with a vain hope she wouldnt be forced to watch the tv. more on that later. we did a split after that and i took a soon to be missionary with me to do the rest of the lessons, which were only with children which requires a lot of energy haha. it was fun but since i had a cold my ears were clogged and i started to have an ear ache that got worse and worse. pretty soon i was acting like a granny trying to hear the children and then saying "ouch talk slower that hurts my ear!" when we finally finished i was really in pain so i decided to go take an advil and sit on my bed. sr meloen told me stories about how the children had watched minecraft and justin beiber videos for 3 hours. but nothing happened because of my advil, it just got worse and i wanted to cry lol. we called some of our leaders and they told us to go to the doctor but it was 8:00 at night. everything closes in tahiti at 8:00, even the doctors office. so our leaders panicked and they came all the way from papeete to INSIST to take me to the ER for my stupid ear infection and it took them like an hour to come, then an hour to get to the hospital and then an hour in the waiting room (they told me it was only an hour because im american). and then an hour for the french doctor to come see me. i just sat sadly in a blanket on the paper covered bed and wondered how the crap i got into this situation, midnight tahitian hospital jumping and i was still in a dress! never done that before.

on the bright side i got to sleep in Pirae, where both Sr. Andrus and Sr. Spencer live!!!! my two best friends that i lived with for 6 months... it was so nice to see them again. and the nice doctor told me my inner ear was very messed up and gave me some meds and ear drops. yahoo. but now it doesnt hurt anymore so yay :)

what i learned from this experience

 if youre ever at a tahitian hospital, be american because they will give you special treatment

never wake up sister andrus in the middle of the night. she gets really scared

take dolipran for pain

if you leave your companion with children and their grandma, most likely she will be forced to watch minecraft youtube

i dont like hospitals

BUT HOLD ON WE HAVE A MIRACLE IT WAS SO COOL

itaia, a 13 year old boy we teach, wanted to be baptised and said his mom wanted to see us after he told her. we were scared because we have heard a lot of stories about her, that you should never go to her house because she will throw spoons at you and scream and stuff and you will never see her child again. but we went anyway and what did we find? a lovely, humble, short woman who was sincerely happy to see us. she welcomed us onto her cement porch and proceeded to tell us her story. Her son used to wake up at 5 am, go to the road with his friends, skip school to smoke all day and street fight, and not return home until midnight the next night. she takes care of her 7 kids who all have problems and sometimes feels depressed, so she drinks and then fights with her husband and her children and neglects them. but then, in TWO WEEKS (and perhaps this is the amazing part) her son suddenly and without explanation stopped smoking altogether, started to work hard at school and treated his little brother with love, and she was so shocked that she humbly asked him why the change. he told her two white girls came to tell him smoking was bad for him and that he was better than that. and that he wanted to be baptised in their church because an old man at church had told him to and those words kept going through his head endlessly.
then she stopped drinking. and she decided she wanted to follow her son. so now shes reading scriptures instead of yelling and shes praying for us instead of throwing spoons at us.

i love what we do :) we didnt do anything really, my companion just showed some hope for a little teenage boy she had met a few months ago because she had a spiritual impression. and we started to joke around with him, encourage him and become his friend and teach him and his friends. in reality all we did was become his friends who prayed for him and who believed that he could do it. and he did!!! whoah. the scriptures are true and im proud of Itaia.

well thats all folks. ill try and send photos some day. nanaaaaaaaaaaaaaa

ps GENERAL CONFERENCE WAS SO GOOD ALSO!!!!! probably my favorite ever. when elder zwick talked about the lion king.

look beyond what you see. 🦁

Dunkin for days 9/25/17

this week we broke our own records of fatigue. also i had so many dreams about going home. i dont like that but i cant not think about 6 more weeks... its all over. emotionssssssssss

ok actually its never over haha

thats something that keeps going through my head, that we do joke around about how you "die" after the mission but really in all honesty, the end of the mission is just a chance to start again a new life. its a chance to make a better world out of what youve learned, to spread the peace and love you know?

i just read an email from my dad about his memories from his mission that he dug up from the dust miraculously this week in some boxes. and those memories just got to me because ive had like the exact same experiences just with different people and places. maybe heavenly father gives us the exact same learning principle to every person in a different and creative and beautiful way.

honestly life is so beautiful.

we did some fun stuff this week like a zone car wash!! we got together with a ton of members and advertised outside with signs, danced around like idiots and washed a ton of cars!!! we invited the amis to come inside and be taught during the time that their cars were washed. it was so fun.

and two of my favorite peeps got dunked!!!! papa mino (first picture hes on the left and the other man is the dmp of oremu. i look like i have angel body guards or yetis or something) and then moana!!! that pic is his family, hes the one closer to the left with the flowers around his neck. he looks like mr bean lol

really the changes in their lives were miracles. i cant even believe god is so merciful to allow hearts to change from stone to... softness haha. just one person, just one good example can change so much in the desire of someone else. everyone has something to offer. love it. love it so much

ok gotta go love you all thanks so much

I'll never kiss again 9/18/17

howdy hoodly doo. hows errbody. good im glad.

WELL NOW

this weeek went through my fingers. it just slipped right through. i dont even know completely what happenedall i know is last week i tried to write an email and it never sent and then it got deleted so yeah. sinon ill try and remember what happened... all i know is that we woke up at 4:30 three different times and fasted txice and ran around like chickens with no head, thats all

in a brief rundown of things here are some facts

our ami steve who was supposed to get baptised two days ago disappeared. apparently he lives in the mountains and nobody knew where except for this lady who was in australia so we had to wait for her to come home to go see him. so he came back! but it was after his baptism was supposed to happen. lol he just escaped... we think he got scared or something. its super sad cause he was so excited before, and so ready. satan is strong so pray for steve

moana will be baptised this wednesday even though he cant remember anything we teach him lol. he reminds me of mmyself at school a long time ago when the teacher called on me to answer a question and my mind did this thing to erase all preknown knowledge i could have ever had so i didnt say anything, i just turned red

but he is amazing in his desire to change his life, and thats the most important thing. hes willing to do whatever he needs to to become a good example for his children and to follow jesus.

i chased a chicken out of our house.

theres another chicken in our yard who is missing a foot. she is a trooper, i really like to watch her cause she doesnt even let it stop her from strolling around the yard to find her little seeds to eat. its like acrually really motivational to observe her and her diligence honestly. her name is peggy

after my grandma and cause she has a peg leg

sr durrant fail of the week

we were eating pizza and chocolate one night with a recent convert and the elders, and one elder decided he would throw a chocolate kiss as high in the air as he could and catch it in his mouth. he succeeded. so my stupid competetive side kicked in and i wanted to try. my logical side didnt kick in to remind me im the least coordinated person in the world. so i threw that thing way high up there in the air and waited with my mouth open and i saw it coming! it was gonna land right in my mouth! but it didnt... instead it landed right on my bottom lip and crushed my lip against my tooth, causing great amounts of pain. as i stood there groaning i realized i was bleeding a lot too. my lip has been swollen for a day or two now

i got kissed too hard

we went to an activity saturday with our ward on the beach. man... if we had beaches in utah we would ROCK that girls camp hahaha

there was a relay race with many old women running around in circles with various clothing items, and tubes, its something my mom would have appreciated watching with me.

last monady we went to moorea, thats why i didnt send anything lol. it was rad. we saw dolphins and mountains and chinese tourists who made us take photos with them, it was so funny. i missed the asian tourists of yellowstone

last week i sat in something really bad. i think it was cat pee. we were doing a lesson at bishops house and i didnt do the chair check before sitting, then i felt something nice and different underneath me... i stood up fast and my skirt was all brownish yellow and it smelled BAD but it was bad bad bad. so iflipped out and i was like AHH THIS ISNT EVEN MY SKIRT!!! it was sr meloens skirt. i asked the bishops wife if i could go to their bathroom and she said yes. but the bathroom was one of those tahitian things where the toilet and the shower are in separate cupboard places...so i nonchalantly went right into the shower and closed the door, proceeding to directly hose off the skirt with the shower head until it was clean. when i opened the door to go back out, bishop was right in the hallway. he looked at me and i looked at him expecting to be reprimanded or i dont know what because i was just.. in their shower. but he just said "oh bonjour soeur durrant." just like it was normal that i was hanging out in there. the sad thing is this story is kind of normal in my life right now

we also bought a lot of car freshener and scrubed the seats because the skirt stunk up the car after also.

i dont have any more time or i would write more, i have a lot of things to say. sorry i didnt say anything spiritual today because i had a spiritual week also, it was so nice. lots of miracles. remember that there are no coincidences to your experiences and no excuses to not do the right thing :)

voila. have a good week until next time i love you

Mom's letter 9/11/17

hi momma! thanks for the letter! :) i just about farted a cable (thats a french expression that just makes me laugh so hard) when i read teeshys teeshyism. lol im so excited to see that girl.

ian told me his bday was good and didnt do anything crazy, just played football again. am i gonna be able to see a game??? im so sad if i dont... but its ok.

ajs photo brought another farting of cable. hahahaha he looks like a human version of happy theo.

promise we can go to another comedy show when i get back, i wanna seeeeeeeee

cool thanks for taking care of my school life... whew. kinda stressed about that one but all is well now :) thanks errybody

good ol danny burt.

nah mom just go do your hillbilly thing :) theres a reason why you are asked to do it. cause youre CUTE as tuthel may

i wanna come home but i dont want to leave tahiti. its a weird feeling. lots of emotions.

i didnt get your shoes! when did you send them? eh eh i love you

Que des solutions 9/8/17

Le 4 sept. 2017 12:14, "Audrey Anna Durrant" <audrey.durrant@myldsmail.net> a écrit :

gins. its been a while. sorry i stink at this group email thing

long story short ive been in orofero for 3 weeks now with sr meloen, shes from poitiers france (like in the southwest i think) and shes officially in the last 3 weeks

1 explained all of her favorite mangas to me

2 converted me to korean pop music (we dont listen to it she just talks about it. shes really persuasive ok)

3 taught me a lot of french and corrected my french

4 watched me as i ran circles in the yard

5 managed to acquire like 15 new stuffed animals

6 become a real pal. its sick having a french comp en fin, shes so funny i love her

7 drawn me like 21 pictures. shes really good at this manga thing though really

we finish the same day in 9 weeks so its nice having someone who understands and who i can just freak out with. we live alone just us two for right now in a nice little house of which the toilet didnt work for a minute but now it does!!! whew. we were in trouble for a second.

and honestly the first 2. 7 weeks were kinda rough and life is different here, i guess i wasnt as ready to be transferred as i thought. but then i had a realization this week that God has sent me to every single one of my areas for specific reasons that i found out later so why not this one too. so i chased away my bad attitude and all is well now :) and this week was nuts. we went on 2 splits, had a lot of lessons cancelled but met some really rad new peeps, and did just weird thingssssss i think ive never had such a weird week of all the mission.

blague thats a lie. but it was funny lol

-i translated pokemon cards into french for a kid who just.. needs to play his pokemon. ill try and send some pics of the cards they were so mega

theres a man in our area who is just insane. his name is Temeio (miracle in tahitian) and sometimes he wears a santa hat and rolls around on his scooter bike... when he sees our car, he comes right directly in front of it so i have to hit the brakes super hard as to not kill the man. then he makes me roll down the window and he talks to us about how he wants the lessons but he really wants to take us to the cinema and wont leave until we plan a lesson with him. so we do but then to protect ourselves from harm we dont go. but this week he showed up at our house to ask us why we didnt come and that was just scarzeyyyyy

so we got a lock! yay

it rained a cycloon on us this week. ive never been so cold in all of my mission.
but i love the rain actually and it is always better here because there are so many rainbows

one of the days this week i learned that God loved me. again. because we went a few days with not very much food and just ate a buttload of carrots cause thats mostly all we had. hahaha. but then a random person in our ward just called us and said he had a bag of cereal he wanted to give us. i still dont really understand how that happened but i was SO PUMPED because there were 2 boxes of SPECIAL KKKKKKKKK

shoutout to my mom kk. :)

we also didnt have any way to call people on our phone because we didnt have any more money to buy credit. but we somehow made it work and did some splits.

i didnt crash the car yet.. i might have grazed part of a porch but its not a big deal.

we crossed a river

we put our feet  in the ocean and watched some surfers

the best people ever taught me how to make sushi. heck it was a blasty blast. ive never eaten so much fish in my life. i think im a shark now

we fixed 2 baptismal dates of two very unlikely men... they are both so soso shy and dont talk very much but voila, the spirit does apparently. thanks spirit.

jennifer from oremu got baptised this week after many difficulties with the family it pulled through!!!! im so proud of her, shes 10 and shes just like my little tahitian sister. heck i love her so much. it was fun to go back and see that and see spencer my daughter

i read a talk this week that summed up something that i want to become. it was called "se soucier de chacun" in french... i think that translates to "to worry about each person." anywho its by joseph b wirthlin from conf general april 2008. he was talking about thomas s monson and he said (indirect quote)

"if it is flattering for him that many among the great and powerful men of this world know him and honor him, it is maybe an even greater homage that many of the most humble and modest call him their friend."

whoooooah. i just dun got really touched when i read that. i was just remembering all the friends ive made on the mish, the people who became more than just "a companion" or "an investigator" or "a tahitian lady." to me now this is my home, and these are my people. i hope maybe im tan enough to fit in with them now but if i wasnt, it wouldnt matter. because they taught me something i wont and cant forget: everyone is on the same line, we just move along this line together and God looks at us all in the same way: as his children and as his friends, i think, or he wouldnt love us so much. i remembered also something that one of my mtc teachers told us from what feels like 45 years ago, that we werent going out there to do anything extremely crazy; we were going out to make new friends.

because a true friend is someone who helps you be better and happier.

faarahi te aroha!!!! (spread the love) until next time

oh ps please everyone go hug my brother Ian its his birthday on the 8th!!!!! HAPPY BIRTHDAY IAN