At Elder Jensens insistance I became a biking granny. I loved it for two weeks and then to my dismay somebody stole it. Hopefully we can find another used bike soon.
This is the Man... He checks out sore backs, turned ankles, flat feet, and stiff shoulders (missionaries). Who would have thought his Physical Therapy days were on hold? He speaks Danish to everybody where ever we go while I smile adoringly. He speaks in church, serves on the High Council, he teaches mission prep, he talks to kids like he's their Dad, he inspects mission cars and apartments and he helps me feed a small army of 20 YSA every Thurs. I love my companion.
It was a long, dark, cold winter in Denmark. I stayed bundled in my coat and layers for 5 months. One day spring came and was it ever beautiful. This is a park in Fredericksberg near to where we live.
We had visitors! Mother Jensen and Becky came for a week and just 1/2 hour before they departed Jac and Serena came for a few days. It was perfect timing as it was Spring Break for the Single Young Adults and we had nothing to do but go sight seeing with our family.
On Easter Sunday we had a pile of Missionaries stop by for dinner. We are grateful for a nice apartment that can accomadate so many.
Ansumana is from Gambia. He sits next to me and together we work hard to learn this crazy Danish language. He speaks perfect British English plus a dialect from Gambia. Elder Jensen studies in an Advanced Danish class and his class is equally interesting, he just hasn't taken their pictures yet....
These darling girls all come from the Philipines. They are working as Nannies for some of the more wealthy Danish folk. They too are part of my language class.
My good friends Rong from China and Alshan from Pakistan. We study together in my language class.
