Week 71: Do You Think They'll Ever Build a Railroad Feat. Pictures of Sheep
Dear Loved Ones,
When I was in elementary school, I loved playing the computer game Oregon Trail. Not the really pixelated version from back when computers were young. Version 5.0 has these fancy animated cut scenes where you watch a family of pioneer kids make their way out to Oregon to meet their dad, surviving rattlesnakes and rapids along the way. In one scene, the oldest brother asks their trail guide, "Jim, do you think they'll ever build a railroad here?"
Of course they will! It was totally obvious to me, sitting at my high tech computer in 2007, that railroads out west could be a thing. The cut scenes were set in the 1850s, so I knew they'd see the railroad in their lifetime. And yet they talk about it like it's some far-flung possibility. Don't they know that the future is long? Don't they know that the world isn't going to end that soon and there's plenty of time for,railroads, and not only railroads but cars and planes and spaceships?
Coronavirus and quarantine would be easier if everyone would just admit that it's going to end. Old people keep saying, "This is worse than 9/11," middle aged people say that the disease will rescind for a while and then come back terribly again, and missionaries say I'll never be able to teach people in their houses before my mission ends. Nobody thinks they'll ever build a railroad.
I've had enough apocalypse-mongering. Yes, I know this will be tough, but people lived normal lives after the 1918 pandemic. We'll be fine eventually.
I recently got approved to do outdoor service, so I played Farm Girl. A family let us come by and feed cows, gather eggs, and plant corn. It was so blissful, just being outside and making attempt at being useful. I know that families are quite capable of doing their own chores and it probably took them longer to get stuff done because they had to explain cows and chickens to us, but they were happy to have us over nonetheless. I helped another family paint their house and was supposed to feed baby goats right after, too, but my companion sprained her ankle while hopping a fence in that yard. So now we're in a gloomier kind of lockdown where we can't even go on walks or exercise in the morning. I hope it heals soon, for her sake and for mine. Prayers for her ankle would be much appreciated!
I made a bucket list for the next 31 days of my mission:
1. Feed a baby goat
2. Go hammocking on P-day
3. Teach my dear RLDS family once more in person
4. GET OUTTA HERE!
Love you and thank you all so much for your support from afar,
Sister Smith
When I was in elementary school, I loved playing the computer game Oregon Trail. Not the really pixelated version from back when computers were young. Version 5.0 has these fancy animated cut scenes where you watch a family of pioneer kids make their way out to Oregon to meet their dad, surviving rattlesnakes and rapids along the way. In one scene, the oldest brother asks their trail guide, "Jim, do you think they'll ever build a railroad here?"Of course they will! It was totally obvious to me, sitting at my high tech computer in 2007, that railroads out west could be a thing. The cut scenes were set in the 1850s, so I knew they'd see the railroad in their lifetime. And yet they talk about it like it's some far-flung possibility. Don't they know that the future is long? Don't they know that the world isn't going to end that soon and there's plenty of time for,railroads, and not only railroads but cars and planes and spaceships?
Coronavirus and quarantine would be easier if everyone would just admit that it's going to end. Old people keep saying, "This is worse than 9/11," middle aged people say that the disease will rescind for a while and then come back terribly again, and missionaries say I'll never be able to teach people in their houses before my mission ends. Nobody thinks they'll ever build a railroad.
I've had enough apocalypse-mongering. Yes, I know this will be tough, but people lived normal lives after the 1918 pandemic. We'll be fine eventually.
I recently got approved to do outdoor service, so I played Farm Girl. A family let us come by and feed cows, gather eggs, and plant corn. It was so blissful, just being outside and making attempt at being useful. I know that families are quite capable of doing their own chores and it probably took them longer to get stuff done because they had to explain cows and chickens to us, but they were happy to have us over nonetheless. I helped another family paint their house and was supposed to feed baby goats right after, too, but my companion sprained her ankle while hopping a fence in that yard. So now we're in a gloomier kind of lockdown where we can't even go on walks or exercise in the morning. I hope it heals soon, for her sake and for mine. Prayers for her ankle would be much appreciated!
I made a bucket list for the next 31 days of my mission:
1. Feed a baby goat
2. Go hammocking on P-day
3. Teach my dear RLDS family once more in person
4. GET OUTTA HERE!
Love you and thank you all so much for your support from afar,
Sister Smith
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