Saturday, March 26, 2011
Sunday, March 20, 2011
Pioneer Children Sang, As They Walked...
and Walked, and Walked, and Walked, and Waaaalked.
Day One:
Let me tell you fifteen miles may not seem that hard when said, but when walked, or rather sprinted, (thanks boys) with a hand cart that weighs between 300-400 pounds, with blistered feet, throbbing quads, and the end not in sight it is tough cookies, oh and here is the best part, that was just the first day, and we ran out of water for two miles, i now know what it is to thirst. Poor Sue got mad angry blisters and one popped leaving barely any skin left on her ankle so the last stretch we put her on top of our cart. little Pikeah was such a small trooper but string and willing. what a cute little girl! Dallin was such a hard worker, Kyle and Loren Pulled and pulled so that Loren could beat his parents to the finish, Justin sang to us, entertaining us with songs, Jared got so sun burnt i wanted to butter him, haha J.K., Hunter got so thirsty and tired that he became delusional, but kept perserveering, David, even though the Seville ward pratically ran him into the dirt, actually they kinda did, he still kept going and helping, and Ma and Pa Cardon were AWESOME, i am so grateful that i was in there family, i learned so much from them, Sis Cardon's willingness to serve, Bro. Cardo gentlemen behavior and protectiveness. They were so great and hardworking and helped me everystep of the way.
Day two:
My favorite traveling day, though the hills, dips, ditches, sand, and thorny catus and bushes did create obstacles at least it wasn't a long stretch of nothing. It was also the day of the Women's pull where me that little girl Pikeah, Ma, and Aunt Kat, had to pull the 300-400 pound cart up four hills and down a huge slope. I knew we were in trouble when the four of us couldn't make it easily on the flat sand. We started off, the boys had to stand next to us but could not help or talk to us. First we watched as the McClure's made their journey up with a bit of difficulty but when the stake women came and helped they made it okay. we were next, and thinking i was so strong and great we started off. i was quickly humbled though when even the bottom of the hill was hard for me, me and Ma Cardon were in the front, Pikeah and Aunt Jablonski were in the back, four women, and there was a point where we got stuck, so stuck we weren't moving, some of thought we were going to start going to go backwards, not me, i was not going to let the cart defeat me and either was Ma Cardon, we pulled and grunted and still nothing, it must have been minutes by then. It was then that i looked up with a heavy heart to see the women of the stake, Sis. McClure, and Sis. Vance come running down what seemed like a mountain towards us. Helping hands in the back from the Jackson family (the other members of our ward compang behind us) and those who came down to help us got us finally moving as well as some of the boys who couldn't bare it any longer. even with all their help the burden was hard and heavy. when we reached the top i was taught another valuable lesson, eventhough she was as tired as me if not even more so Sis. Cardon and i don't know how many others went down to help the Jackson's while i about passed out on the side of my cart. that act of service bent me, i knew that the other obstacles i would be right there with Sis. Cardon to help the others. we began our obstacle down a vertical slope, we got stuck a couple times due to the ditches and rivets but nothing as bad as the first hill, we reached the third hill and were helped up again, and went back to help the others, and then at last we saw the sign announcing that the women pull was over, if we just made it up one more hill, we charged it and again with the men's help made it up that hill charging. I then realized with a sunken heart i was not yet finished, i checked my pride and ran back to the others to help them and together as a ward we all made it through the women pull. With the least amount of girls helping and the heaviest cart of them all, i can appropriatly say that that was the hardest thing i had ever had to do, and i am sure it was for the others as well, we were already fatigued, bruised, bent, blistered, sore, and in pain, and we endured through even more sandy hills of pain. afterwards the men took off for us with new refound energy and we headed the next two miles with great speed that me and Sis. Cardon got another great oppurtunity to talk, she probably got so tired of me babbling off her ears but she didn't ever show it. We then broke for lunch and had the best turkey sandwiches i ever remember having with the addition of delishous oranges and Bishop Beckstead taught the boys and us girls even an important lesson about the priesthood. He told the boys to be the kind of priesthood holder that would always be able to help their family up those great mountains, to be the kind of worker who would be right there along side of us pulling, and told us girls to NEVER settle for anyone else.
Day three:
We finally got to relax, we had a devotional for just the women, our own reflection where we got to go off and read our letters from our parents and ask if the Book of Mormon was true, we had the oppurtunity to try Moroni's Promise. I set out somewhere where i wouldn't be easily found, and set down my bucket and began to read the words of my goodly parents they each told me of their first witness of this wonderful gospel. tears came to my eyes as i read my Dad's words, he has always been the one who knows how to touch me. i then read vs 1-5 of Moroni 10 and knelt to the ground. I waited for the answer, and with waiting i realized the my testimony was more living then i had realized, i had been given witness through my conversing and talking to my leaders on the way, i asked once more and my heart swelled with happiness and a few tears trickled down my dirty cheeks. I am not a crier, i am usually dry when i bear testimony, but these single moments were such a relief. After reflection time and our devotional we were free to play the activities they had set up for us, feeling more invigorated and strong i went off to throw axes, shoot guns, and play games, the boys decided that the huge tires next to the big van would be fun to roll inside of off the hill. i watched, there was no way i was going down that thing, at one point they even set bucket up and made it a bowling oppurtunity. i love my stake. after activities was lunch as we had pulled pork sandwhiches (which i had been waiting ever so patiently for, their pretty much my favorite) and brownies. we ate drank and laughed about our expieriences. The message cirlce for our sore bodies, Bishop yeling at us to get to the fireside, (though yell doesn't seem like the appropriate word, considering we were all laughing about it) helping Kerri with her brush with catus, and as tears came to my own eyes watching her struggle and cry out with pain, I realized how much i loved my family, the yummy food, and how everything taste so much better after exerted energy going into those carts. how we had to eat lunch at 9:30 the first day becasue we were ahead of schedule by two hour (again thanks to the boys sprinting) the stake stopped us and boy were we grateful seeing as how we had run signifigantly low on water, me David and Hunter went to get some at the water tank we passer, if we had not gone back those two miles we didn't have water would have been at least five. We still were of schedule when we made it to camp two hours. we were the first ward to make it, (with one cart of the Seville ward right behind us, we were a little competitive), having Doc. McClure bandage up our dirty blistered feet, such service. the devotionals, the journey the lessons.
I learned of great sacrifice, i learned that is better and easier to suffer than watch others suffer, how to be more humble, the importance of living water, or Jesus Christ, i learned more of mysel, of my Father in Heaven and his great mercy, about my saviour and friend Jesus Christ, about those in my ward, to love everyone, attitude, and family.
Overall, i was extremely glad i had the oppurtunity to go in this truly inspired trek.
Day One:
Let me tell you fifteen miles may not seem that hard when said, but when walked, or rather sprinted, (thanks boys) with a hand cart that weighs between 300-400 pounds, with blistered feet, throbbing quads, and the end not in sight it is tough cookies, oh and here is the best part, that was just the first day, and we ran out of water for two miles, i now know what it is to thirst. Poor Sue got mad angry blisters and one popped leaving barely any skin left on her ankle so the last stretch we put her on top of our cart. little Pikeah was such a small trooper but string and willing. what a cute little girl! Dallin was such a hard worker, Kyle and Loren Pulled and pulled so that Loren could beat his parents to the finish, Justin sang to us, entertaining us with songs, Jared got so sun burnt i wanted to butter him, haha J.K., Hunter got so thirsty and tired that he became delusional, but kept perserveering, David, even though the Seville ward pratically ran him into the dirt, actually they kinda did, he still kept going and helping, and Ma and Pa Cardon were AWESOME, i am so grateful that i was in there family, i learned so much from them, Sis Cardon's willingness to serve, Bro. Cardo gentlemen behavior and protectiveness. They were so great and hardworking and helped me everystep of the way.
Day two:
My favorite traveling day, though the hills, dips, ditches, sand, and thorny catus and bushes did create obstacles at least it wasn't a long stretch of nothing. It was also the day of the Women's pull where me that little girl Pikeah, Ma, and Aunt Kat, had to pull the 300-400 pound cart up four hills and down a huge slope. I knew we were in trouble when the four of us couldn't make it easily on the flat sand. We started off, the boys had to stand next to us but could not help or talk to us. First we watched as the McClure's made their journey up with a bit of difficulty but when the stake women came and helped they made it okay. we were next, and thinking i was so strong and great we started off. i was quickly humbled though when even the bottom of the hill was hard for me, me and Ma Cardon were in the front, Pikeah and Aunt Jablonski were in the back, four women, and there was a point where we got stuck, so stuck we weren't moving, some of thought we were going to start going to go backwards, not me, i was not going to let the cart defeat me and either was Ma Cardon, we pulled and grunted and still nothing, it must have been minutes by then. It was then that i looked up with a heavy heart to see the women of the stake, Sis. McClure, and Sis. Vance come running down what seemed like a mountain towards us. Helping hands in the back from the Jackson family (the other members of our ward compang behind us) and those who came down to help us got us finally moving as well as some of the boys who couldn't bare it any longer. even with all their help the burden was hard and heavy. when we reached the top i was taught another valuable lesson, eventhough she was as tired as me if not even more so Sis. Cardon and i don't know how many others went down to help the Jackson's while i about passed out on the side of my cart. that act of service bent me, i knew that the other obstacles i would be right there with Sis. Cardon to help the others. we began our obstacle down a vertical slope, we got stuck a couple times due to the ditches and rivets but nothing as bad as the first hill, we reached the third hill and were helped up again, and went back to help the others, and then at last we saw the sign announcing that the women pull was over, if we just made it up one more hill, we charged it and again with the men's help made it up that hill charging. I then realized with a sunken heart i was not yet finished, i checked my pride and ran back to the others to help them and together as a ward we all made it through the women pull. With the least amount of girls helping and the heaviest cart of them all, i can appropriatly say that that was the hardest thing i had ever had to do, and i am sure it was for the others as well, we were already fatigued, bruised, bent, blistered, sore, and in pain, and we endured through even more sandy hills of pain. afterwards the men took off for us with new refound energy and we headed the next two miles with great speed that me and Sis. Cardon got another great oppurtunity to talk, she probably got so tired of me babbling off her ears but she didn't ever show it. We then broke for lunch and had the best turkey sandwiches i ever remember having with the addition of delishous oranges and Bishop Beckstead taught the boys and us girls even an important lesson about the priesthood. He told the boys to be the kind of priesthood holder that would always be able to help their family up those great mountains, to be the kind of worker who would be right there along side of us pulling, and told us girls to NEVER settle for anyone else.
Day three:
We finally got to relax, we had a devotional for just the women, our own reflection where we got to go off and read our letters from our parents and ask if the Book of Mormon was true, we had the oppurtunity to try Moroni's Promise. I set out somewhere where i wouldn't be easily found, and set down my bucket and began to read the words of my goodly parents they each told me of their first witness of this wonderful gospel. tears came to my eyes as i read my Dad's words, he has always been the one who knows how to touch me. i then read vs 1-5 of Moroni 10 and knelt to the ground. I waited for the answer, and with waiting i realized the my testimony was more living then i had realized, i had been given witness through my conversing and talking to my leaders on the way, i asked once more and my heart swelled with happiness and a few tears trickled down my dirty cheeks. I am not a crier, i am usually dry when i bear testimony, but these single moments were such a relief. After reflection time and our devotional we were free to play the activities they had set up for us, feeling more invigorated and strong i went off to throw axes, shoot guns, and play games, the boys decided that the huge tires next to the big van would be fun to roll inside of off the hill. i watched, there was no way i was going down that thing, at one point they even set bucket up and made it a bowling oppurtunity. i love my stake. after activities was lunch as we had pulled pork sandwhiches (which i had been waiting ever so patiently for, their pretty much my favorite) and brownies. we ate drank and laughed about our expieriences. The message cirlce for our sore bodies, Bishop yeling at us to get to the fireside, (though yell doesn't seem like the appropriate word, considering we were all laughing about it) helping Kerri with her brush with catus, and as tears came to my own eyes watching her struggle and cry out with pain, I realized how much i loved my family, the yummy food, and how everything taste so much better after exerted energy going into those carts. how we had to eat lunch at 9:30 the first day becasue we were ahead of schedule by two hour (again thanks to the boys sprinting) the stake stopped us and boy were we grateful seeing as how we had run signifigantly low on water, me David and Hunter went to get some at the water tank we passer, if we had not gone back those two miles we didn't have water would have been at least five. We still were of schedule when we made it to camp two hours. we were the first ward to make it, (with one cart of the Seville ward right behind us, we were a little competitive), having Doc. McClure bandage up our dirty blistered feet, such service. the devotionals, the journey the lessons.
I learned of great sacrifice, i learned that is better and easier to suffer than watch others suffer, how to be more humble, the importance of living water, or Jesus Christ, i learned more of mysel, of my Father in Heaven and his great mercy, about my saviour and friend Jesus Christ, about those in my ward, to love everyone, attitude, and family.
Overall, i was extremely glad i had the oppurtunity to go in this truly inspired trek.
Tuesday, March 8, 2011
When Will It Come
I mean come on...I've been waiting since we got off of Christmas break....FOR SPRING BREAK!!!
so what will I be doing you ask?
To start off I am babysitting ALL weekend
And Then
THEN
the Pioneer Trek!! WAHOO!
Heck Ya am I Excited!!!
:D
so what will I be doing you ask?
To start off I am babysitting ALL weekend
And Then
THEN
the Pioneer Trek!! WAHOO!
Heck Ya am I Excited!!!
:D
It Creeps, It Seeps, It's contatgious!!!! It's....
Senioritis!!!!!
This is seriously a basic outline of my week, except i would switch Yuesday and Wednesday, by the middle of the week i am exasperated.
And BOY do I have it bad.
When I go to school I am literally not there. guess where I am? I either one of two places, my summer vacation, or experiencing BYU-Idaho baby! Becasue I am fully dedicated in getting there. High School though....hahahhahaha that is a great joke. I was interviewed about Senioristis on video announcement and didn't even show up for the day it was supposed to air, but guess what either were the people in charge of the video so it didn't play....haha. great right? If i don't finish my homework AT school I don't do it at all, unless it is Monte's class, it is after all a college class, and if i happen to do it at home it is a HUGE deal! nope, I come home search BYU-I website, look at videos of people who are already there , and look at ways to finance my way to paradise....an odd paradise to some but still!
especially when one was accepted to BYU-Hawaii! haha
But Idaho is my paradise and i am WAY excited.
Official Pledge above: Found by Katie :D
We all suffer from it...
We all suffer from it...
Monday, February 14, 2011
Sadie Hawkins Dance...In Our Cowboy Hats!!!
The Sadie Hawkins Dance was So Much Fun! I went with Jaron Chatwin, and can I just say....WHAT A GENTLEMEN!! I had a great time with him and hope he had a great time too.
I actually alomost broke my arm playing "Do you love your neighbor?" I went for the same chair as Kortni did and as I did i hit the back of the chair so i could slide in, but the chair had other ideas, as well as my feet. I fell into it and the chair collapsed on my arm, and none too later did i come crashing down on it, along with Kortni. I got it off of me as quick as possible, as if that would help. but then the herd of boys came, so charming. They helped both Kortni and I up, and asked if we were okay, into which i replied, that no i was not.
It hurt alot.
So i excused myself to sit down,....i felt a little nausia and three or more boys escorted me inside along with some of the girls, Katie and Alyssa i remember the most. katie got me some water while Brandon's dad got me some ice, and the boys instantly became doctors.
"Here apply some pressure," Jaron had said.
"Not too much, you don't want to make it worse, or hurt her," Grant replied.
I felt not onlt like a baby but a damsel in destress, and frankly i kind of liked it.
My date was so nice to hold it to my arm as long as i needed.
Thanks guys for taking care of me!!!
I had SOOOOO MUCH FUN!!!
I actually alomost broke my arm playing "Do you love your neighbor?" I went for the same chair as Kortni did and as I did i hit the back of the chair so i could slide in, but the chair had other ideas, as well as my feet. I fell into it and the chair collapsed on my arm, and none too later did i come crashing down on it, along with Kortni. I got it off of me as quick as possible, as if that would help. but then the herd of boys came, so charming. They helped both Kortni and I up, and asked if we were okay, into which i replied, that no i was not.
It hurt alot.
So i excused myself to sit down,....i felt a little nausia and three or more boys escorted me inside along with some of the girls, Katie and Alyssa i remember the most. katie got me some water while Brandon's dad got me some ice, and the boys instantly became doctors.
"Here apply some pressure," Jaron had said.
"Not too much, you don't want to make it worse, or hurt her," Grant replied.
I felt not onlt like a baby but a damsel in destress, and frankly i kind of liked it.
My date was so nice to hold it to my arm as long as i needed.
Thanks guys for taking care of me!!!
I had SOOOOO MUCH FUN!!!
Thursday, February 3, 2011
Slacker
My Dear friend Katie Coon, has recently notified me that i have been....lazy about my blog, though she put it a lot nicer. and i admit tis true! But i do have news. quite a bit actually, but let's start with the basic. I GOT INTO BYU-IDAHO!!!! the fall/winter track BBBUURRRRrrrrrRRR! I'll freeze like a popsicle! But i am still way Physced!
Second...
Cowboy Take Me Away, Sadie Hawkins Dance is next weekend! wahoo!!
I actually just got back from asking my (blind) date. I "applied," the for the date. Complete with a Resume' and brownies.
i am way excited to go becuase it is at the Rock'n R Ranch and we will probably eat on an actual farm! :D
What else. school...bleh.
Friends...Absoulutley LOVE them.
Family......So glad they are all mine for eternity!
Food...could be eating less of it. haha
I can't really think of anything else...
maybe i should go brush up on my leap frog? (hahahaha)
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