The Water Story

(This is a story I sent Lindsay about the Great Pipe Freeze of 2014)

I came home from work and learned the water wasn’t working in the kids’ bathroom–there was ice all around the bathtub drain as well. I called Dad and we agreed that putting some heat on the bathroom pipes and running the water would help thaw out the pipes. Within minutes we had water coming out of the bathtub faucet, which was great. Brandon went downstairs to get something and suddenly started yelling that there was water coming down from the ceiling in the living room.
I ran downstairs and water was pouring from the vent in the corner. So I ran into the kitchen and got the biggest pot I have. He had to stand on a chair and put it on top of the china cabinet. He said it was filling up too fast and he would need a bigger bucket. I scooped up a 5 gal paint bucket we had in garage and he put that on top the cabinet while I ran upstairs. The vent was directly under the bathtub so I figured all the water from the bathtub was draining downstairs.

***WARNING: I’m obviously not a plumber. Or someone who knows anything about where water in the house comes from********
So I grabbed a mixing bowl from the kitchen and started scooping the water out of the bathtub, yelling down from the balcony at Brandon as I ran, “Has the water stopped running?”

No. Of course not. I then decided that I needed to plug up the bathtub. I ran downstairs to get…a tupperware lid. I shoved the tupperware lid down on the bathtub drain but it kept floating up so I clamped it down with my hand, yelling down to Brandon, “Has the water stopped running?”
No. Of course not. Then I realized that the bathtub has plug already. So I flipped it up. “Has the water stopped running?”
No. Of course not. Finally it dawned on me that it wasn’t coming from the tub. We had a burst pipe. I needed to shut off the water. Feeling ridiculous, I ran down to the basement and called Dad. By now Brandon was on his second 5 gallon bucket.
As Dad described the water main, I was imagining this giant wheel that I would have to turn, like we were on a submarine and we were all going down. “CAPTAIN NEMO!! THE NAUTILUS IS DOOMED! WE NEED MORE MEN ON THIS WHEEL!” It turned out to the this little blue knob. Pretty anticlimactic.
So the house survived my pots, tupperware lid and trips from the bathtub with my mixing bowl.
Oh man that water story was hilarious. Here it’s pretty normal to wake up and not have water. Now instead of going WE DON’T HAVE WATER. WE NEED TO GO TO A HOTEL! I’m more like dang we don’t have water. We’re going to smell bad today.
I love your updates!!!!! I also get random emails from parents whose kids are going to cabo verde cause they read my blog haha. good work! love you mom!!!
We had a baptism! Patricia was finally baptized! actually she’s sitting next to me. There’s a huge market in Tarrafal right now and she wanted to go shopping with us. Anyway, were just hanging out with Patricia today which has been a lot of fun. I bought some cool african jewelry which, as it turns out, does not make me look African. Just touristy.
The subject of this email is Nhos Txiga cause theres a guy outside yelling that trying to get people to buy his shoes. It’s creole for come here.
Oh yeah I started an english class which is way fun! I feel really intelligent when I’m not the one stumbling over my words. Hopefully that class will help us get to know the members better so we can start working with them more.
Love you all!
-Sister Sharp

In The Mountains

LIndsay on the MountainsSo this morning we had a zone activity where we went to a national park and hiked up a mountain. It was way fun! I got a good work out. The view was of course, amazing. There were pine trees!!! I was tempted to go cut one down and take it home for a Christmas tree. The whole mountain was covered in all kinds of plants trees. I have an awesome zone. We discussed which Lord of the Rings movies was the best and what the next Hobbit movie will have in it.

Our investigator Gilica was baptized on Saturday which was really awesome. She brought her boyfriend and were going to start teaching him this week. Anyway, the day after her baptism in church she was called to be the Relief Society president. WHAT. poor girl. She’s only been to church like 3 times hahaha. That’s not too uncommon right now cause our poor ward was just split and we lost a lot of our strong members.

Lindsay Nov 2013 Baptism copy

This area is SO much work but I love it. There are so many ready people here and we really need more missionaries here. It’s just me and Sister Willey in all of Tarrafal. oh! apparently were having someone from America come to tarrafal to find a place to build a chapel! WOOOOO! We just have church in a rented building right now so a chapel would be SO cool.
I attatched some pictures of our hike today and Gilicas baptism. Enjoy!
love you all!
-Sister Sharp
Nov 2013 Lindsay Mountains


Hey everyone!

I haven’t had anytime to breathe this week between transfers and learning my new area, so I’ll start from the beginning.
The day of transfers was sad, exciting, and nerve racking all at the same time. It was really hard saying goodbye to a lot of the people in Monte Vermelho. Nothing breaks your heart like seeing your recent convert cry as you leave your area.

One of Those Awkward Missionaries..

After I left I had to get to my new area…. alone… without a companion. And it was terrifying. After 6 months of constantly being with someone you just get used to it. I took a taxi to a big market where I found…. a hiace (pronounced yaus). Oh man. The hiace experience was something to remember. So a hiace is just a van that gets crammed with  people until you think you’re going to be squished to death. I was squished between a window and some ladies with baskets of bread and fruit. The worst part was when one lady opened her bucket of raw fish in the hiace. GROSS. The uncomfortable ride was SO worth it though. The view on the way there was easily the most amazing thing I’ve already seen. Once we left Praia everything just turned super green and these giant green mountains appeared. We went over these giant green mountains that go up into the clouds and look over huge valleys  with little houses and farms build up the sides of the mountains. I tried taking pictures but they were an injustice. When I got to the town that I was supposed to find my comp they weren’t there yet so I had to wait at the church with some elders. It was then that I realized Im one of those awkward missionaries. I felt so uncomfortable!


my comp showed up after a while and shes awesome! Her name is Sister Willey and she is super sweet. She was a latin major so we enjoy using our good english vocabulary together.
My new area, Tarrafal, is adorable. Its a little town sorrounded by green mountains and the beach. The weather here is AMAZING. Its always sunny in the afternoon, then gets cool and cloudy around 4. I was cold the first day here because it was like 72 degrees haha.
The work here is unlike any other place in the world. We have too many investigators. We are constantly trying to keep our inventory UNDER 50 people. Its really overwhelming but amazing at the same time.
When my mission president called me to tell me I was being transfered he gave me specific instructions that I was going to a broken ward that was just split and that I was to fix and strengthen it. again… no pressure.
I haven’t met a lot of members here yet but I’m trying to get a ward council started and get the members working with us. Investigator wise the work is amazing, member wise, not so much.
On the bright side, the church here is so small that we dont have a capela… chapel? or font. you know what that means. OCEAN BAPTISMSSS! We had one of saturday and it was amazing. you can see the floor of the ocean cause the water is so clear. Too bad he had to baptize her like 20 times cause he kept getting the prayer wrong. haha.
There’s too much to write… We had stake conference yesterday in an old school building with holes in the roof and of course it was pouring rain. We were soaked to say the least. I had to keep my backpack on my lap cause the was a leak right above me. It was a good conference though!
What else… in the morning we like to run to a little house with one of two bread ovens in the entire town. It’s just a giant stone oven with a legit fire inside. They make fresh bread every morning and we get 10 rolls for like 50 cents. its awesome.
I love you all!
The Church is true and the Gospel is perfect!
-Sister Sharp