We have frozen this blog as a historical, yet informational view at what life is like in the West Indies Mission for all those called to serve. This blog was designed for the families and friends of those missionaries serving in the West Indies Mission from July 2006 to July 2009. Every six weeks, photos taken at zone conference as well as a new slide show including every person baptized were posted on the blog. All of the slide shows are also available on our You Tube channel. The current West Indies Mission blog can be found here. Posts on our missionary experience can be found here and earlier. And finally, if you are a returned missionary who served in the West Indies, there is a current blog for you. Click here or visit westindiesrm@blogspot.com

Friday, August 29, 2008

That's a Crocodile!

I have a wonderful friend named Ruth who lives in Toronto, Canada. She just sent me this email and pictures:

Looks like a giant croc made its way to Canada! Probably hid in the trunk of a snowbird in the spring and got loose in the area. We had the missionaries try to capture it, instead they taught him the gospel and he will now be attending Hamilton 3rd Ward. They will most probably call him as the ward mission leader whereby he will be in charge of teaching....are you ready... The 'gators!!!

I just have one thing to say:

Those are NOT missionaries with a crocodile...

THESE are missionaries with a crocodile!

We do it right in the West Indies!

Don't worry Moms - I think all of the crocodiles (actually caymans) are way past the ability to do any harm.

And the Elders were not the ones who trapped the Caymens - they just like to hold them and act brave.

This little guy (the lizard, not the missionary), looks a bit safer


dozer loader said...

very nice! hahahahaha

Ruth Jarvis said...

I forgot to mention that not only is the croc plastic, so are the missionaries pictured. I know, I know, they look so life-like. But after I told Diane that we were having the missionaries over for dinner and she said that we should serve them steak, I realized I could save a lot of money if we hosted "pretend" missionaries instead. So we bought some plastic ones. These ones came complete with name tags, which costs a little more, but then saved money because they didn't eat.

Ruth Jarvis said...

btw, we did indeed eat steak that night. And not plastic steak. The real kind.