a farewell gift from God

3/7 月

This week...

It started off pretty well--we planned out the week's meals and
brought an unholy amount of groceries to fit the bill. We also went
shopping, found a bunch of really soft Engrish shirts, and taught a
solid lesson to Y Shimai. She's ready.

On that note. Danishes. Y Shimai always gives us bread of some kind or
another when she sees us. Today was a loaf of bread. I looked at the
label, and it said "Danish."

(An inside joke - In the words of F. Shimai, "Where is Danish?")

Also, I ate a bowl of rice with vinegar on it because we do not have otsukemono.

At the end of Y shimai's lesson, we met A. chourou on the way out and
he got a call from the Zone Leaders. He was like, "Uh-huh, okay. I
see. Great. Who's my new companion?" Then, with a glance and smile at
us, he continued, "By the way, how are the sisters? Uh-huh? Okay.
Thanks, bye." And hung up.

Me: Aw, you're sweet.
Him: You're transferring.
Me: Haha. No I'm not.
Him: Yeah you are. You'll get a call in like, two seconds.
Me: Not a chance. I'm--

The phone went off.

Me: *pick up the phone*
BC: Hey, Sands Shimai. You're transferring.
Me: ... Really?
BC: Really.

It's funny--I didn't think I would stay for two transfers when I first came
to Abeno... But man, I was so sad to hear the news out loud. But it made
sense -- this last week in Abeno was incredible; the most successful week
I've had. Turns out it was a farewell gift from God telling me that my job here
was done.

Well, good. That's what I'm here to do. I'm here to do my job.

Goodnight.