06 November 2010

I wanna tell stories too.



Maybe I've missed the band wagon about blogging but hey I can still jump. I am a fast runner or at least I an endure.



What story can I tell you today?







Let me tell you of this one time I was in WV. The back woods of WV being a missionary for the LDS church. T.P (my comp/name abbreviated) and I went to find this less active family out in the sticks. Driving and driving for a really long time. But I didn't mind because that meant I didn't have to talk to anyone. I could enjoy the most beautiful scenery in the entire world.

This family never came to church even though half of their family made up the local congregation. So we made the decision to drive out there on a whim hoping by some miracle they'd be there.

We pull up to this hideous trailer in a pile of garbage on a hill. There are dead cars and broken tractors everywhere. I am terrified.

Now remember I have only been in WV for about 1 month at this point.

We get there and T.P is like "Well looks like nobody is here. Let's ring the doorbell at least." There was no doorbell.

As we walk up to the makeshift deck off the front door. I step up on the rickety old wooden structure and... Oh my heavens. There's a BOAR on the porch! A freakin' huge black boar with little tusks. He hears us and gets up and snorts and oinks and threatens us with those nasty tusks. T.P and I retreat like little babies.

As we are standing there starring at this door that took us over an hour to get to we are thinking do we let this *blankety blank* pig scare us? I say "no." So Mr T.P, the more experience and tougher and bad A tells me to go first. As I am deciding how to get around this giant mess a rooster is coming at us from the other direction crowing so loudly. Slowly closing in on us. And dogs are barking in the background. More rooster calls, cat meows, and M. Boar snorting.

I remember taking a wheat stalk (or tall weed) and poking him in the nose trying to get him to get off there so I can go up another way. He didn't budge!

After about another hour trying to coax this giant pig off the porch I sneak past him quietly and swiftly to get to the door to knock. I knock. And knock. And knock. There is not a single person in that stupid trailer on the hill!

I was sooo disappointed. I was determined they were hiding. So as we tucked our tails and were leaving I threw a rock at the stupid rooster and my weed stalk at M. Boar.

Yeah I was tuff!