Tuesday, August 27, 2013

San Diego Day 2 - Talking to a Mormon girl

After the show, I came out of that place. I saw a girl with a funny dress who was working there. Her funny dress was in fact their official dress as a church sister. She wanted to invite me to the show, but I said that I already saw the show. Since she had a very innocent fact, I decided to talk to her more. She explained me about how she decided to be there. She was there as a missioner, and she wanted to serve there for a year and half. I couldn't believe it. She wanted to spend two years of her life to serve for God. We had a very long conversation. I talked to her for more than two hours.

Me: "You are too young to be a missioner. At least, you need to experience the world yourself. You need to read many books and understand it yourself."
She: "Yes. But when I become older, I will be busy with my family and kids, and I won't have time to spend for this."
Me: "What about the university?"
She: "I left my university to come here."
Me: "What was your major?"
She: "I just studied there for one year before deciding about my major."
Me: "Oh, why did you do that. You needed to finish your education first."
She: "Well, it was an option for me to come here or continue my education. I thought that I need to serve for God first, and then I am going to go and finish my education."
Me: "Did you decide it yourself, or your family asked you to do that."
She: "I decided about it myself, and my family supported my decision."




It was very attractive to me. In fact, it was the first attractive quality that I saw in a girl. "I would like to marry a girl who is a faithful girl just like her, who can see the world as beautiful as how she sees the world, who scarifies her being young for a belief of doing something for God."

She also brought me a translated version of book of Mormon.

Me: "I have many good books that I would like you to read."
She: "But I can't read anything other than church books. I need to focus on my training."
Me: "Really? But you need to know more. You need to be aware of other things in the world."
She: "I am interested to know, but I can read them only after I finished this one year and half, and now it is my third month. By the way, I like your shoes :)"
Me: "Thank you. It is not as good as the previous year. That time, many people told me that they liked my shoes."

Me: "What is your name?"
She: "You can call me sister L...."
Me: "What is the meaning of L..."
She: "It is my last name. It's a German word."
Me: "Ooo, you are from Germany?"
She: "No, I born here, but my (grand) parents was from there."
Me: "I see. So, what is your name?"
She: "I am not willing to tell you my name. This is how they call us."
Me: "OK. Do you have any email."
She: "Yes I have, but I can read my emails only once a week."
Me: "OK. Would you please give me your email?"
She: "Yes. Oh, then you will know my first name because it is in my email."
Me: "No problem."

She gave me her email. It was in the church domain. I asked her to give me a Gmail or any other public email, but she said that it was the only email that she had access to. I thought that she might not be interested to do that or they simply don't allow them to use other email services to monitor their communications.

She: "I think that you are an awesome boy. I really enjoyed talking to you."
Me: "Me too. I have the same feeling about you. I think that you are an amazing girl." [not the most amazing one, probably!]
She: "I wish you all the best."
Me: "Me too. I wish you... em.... I don't know how to wish for you in English!"
She: "I know that you want to wish good things for me."
Me: "Yes. That's true. OK. I know that they called you several times, and you need to go back soon. I hope to see you again."
She: "Yes. I need to go. It was very nice to meet you. Bye." and she run to the building.

She had a very nice personality. She was still a kid; I was regretful that how they use these young girls or boys to advertise their church. They create a nice decoration of their church by having these innocent believers in the front line. People see these innocent guys and don't see the evils who take advantage of them. She really wanted me to be a baptized only because she had this belief that this was a correct way.

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