Tuesday we met with the lawyer again, He will read the Book of Mormon as a Lawyer, we agreed. We had a very pleasant time! Prayer invites the Spirit!
The Sorella from our branch was there and asked if he would share some of his poetry. He agreed and read one piece, he is a master of tone, loud /soft, facial expression and hand gestures, it was amazing, we told him so. He then shared another piece. His abilities reminded me of Anne of Green Gables at the White Sands Benefit! At the end I said BROVO! Not knowing what was said. The Sorella , Carl and the Lawyer looked at me, no -stared at me. He had returned from Auschwitz and written a poem about the trees having to witness the horror of the place.
This is part of the English class. Right after my blunder we went to English and because it was Anziano Kiser's , (and yes I spelled that wrong before,) last night with the class they wanted pictures! Don't get your hopes up about perfect spelling , not going to happen!
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