My bishop asked me if I could help out this new family that just moved to the US about a month ago, and befriend them. I said, "sure! no problem". The catch is that they don't speak much English. For some reason my bishop thought Chinese and Korean are similar language. Until I informed him that it is two separate languages.
This cute little Korean family consisted of the mom, we just called her Sis. So, and her 3 kids. I baked some chocolate chip cookies and went over to give it to them. They were so happy to just have someone come over to their house! The kids were all so excited. The next day, the mom and the 3 kids came over and brought Korean meat patty for us. It was awesome.
We got to know them a little better when they were over. Given the language barrier, we were still able to understand each other with tremendous amount of body language, and google translator =^.^= The oldest daughter actually can communicate quite well in English, so that helps alot too.
This Korean family reminded me a lot of my family when we first moved to the US. It was very nice to have friends. I remember feeling unwanted and lonely when I first got to America, and i don't want them to feel what I felt years ago.
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| 1997, I was 12 |
On the following Sunday, sister So bore her testimony. She google translated what she was going to say, and print it off. At the end of her testimony, she said that she's so grateful for friends, and heavenly father sent her angels to be her friends. "...sopie family is out angel..." She was looking for us on the podium. It was so sweet of her.
Given our current circumstance, it is quite nice to know that we can still help out other people. When we are serving other people, we forget about our own troubles.
