So, I have been waiting and waiting to come upon the telling of this experience in my letters, but I have gotten to the end of my time in Durban North and have not come across it. I decided that it must have been something that I shared with my parents over the phone or something, because I am certain I wouldn't have forgotten to pass this along. So, anyhow, I went and pulled out my missionary journals and found my account of it in there and I will post it here.
May 22, 1996
Monday after Zone conference Sis Tolman and I were following Elders Jones and Morgan back to the office. We were kind of goofing off and Jones, thinking he was funny, flipped us off. I was so upset! that was so uncool. Jones knew that I was upset. I basically gave him the cold shoulder at the office. He apologized a bunch of times. I forgave him and told him that it was fine.
That night Sis. Tolman and I came in a little early. We'd been home for a while and were almost ready for bed. I was in the bathroom washing my face and she was in the bedroom writing a letter. Suddenly, there was a loud knock on the door. I freaked out. Sis Tolman went to the door and yelled, "who is it?" several times. No one answered. We both became freaked. We decided to phone the landlord and have them check out the situation, since they have a clear view of our front door. He said he'd be right there in a few minutes. Later, we hear a loud, "FREEZE!!!!" and a gun shot! We then hear this "I'm frozen, I'm frozen" in the voice of Elder Morgan! We flew outside and told the landlord that he was a friend. The landlord was quite ballistic! He started screaming at Elder Jones using a very wide vocabulary. He was quite upset. Elder Jones had still felt bad about the flipping off thing, so they brought us a bag of apples (I've started my no sugar thing again) and a note apologizing again. It was really quite sweet of them! they almost lost their lives to do some service for us!
***just a side note. Morgan had put the apples and note on the door step, knocked on the door and then ran. But once he got back to the car, he realized that his glasses had fallen out of his shirt pocket. He had run through the bushes in the front yard, so he had gone back and was rummaging through the bushes looking for his glasses when the landlord came out. That is why he shot off the gun and yelled "freeze". I came running out side in my robe and supposedly threw myself in between Elder Morgan and the landlord (I say supposedly, because I don't remember a lot of details about that part because I was so hyped up on adrenaline). This story is one that made it's way around the mission quite quickly. In fact, they even had us re-enact it as a skit during a mission conference :) ***
And ... Morgan, if you have any details to add you can comment on this post or just send them to me on facebook and I will be happy to edit this and add your info! :) But just as a side note, we don't want to know any gory details about you peeing your pants or anything! lol
Wow I still remember that night like it just happened. I still feel so dumb for having done that in the first place, but I think you captured it how I remember it. Like they say if the church wasn't true the missionaries would have ruined it a long time ago. Hopefully we eventually grow up.
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