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Sunrise at our camp |
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How about our night sky? |
The Young Singles Conference in Selenge has come and gone.
The Family History talks and training have come and gone. We are back in
Ulaanbaatar a bit worn out but quite satisfied with our big trips.
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Horses visit us in the morning fog |
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Room for four - but if you want privacy - buy all four tickets |
We caught a train Tuesday night about 9:30 pm. We stayed in
a sleeping compartment meant for four people but since we bought all four
tickets, we didn’t have to share our compartment with 2 strangers. We didn’t
sleep too well but it was different and exciting.
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The camp takes shape |
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1st priority - getting rid of the mosquitos |
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Now it is safe for cards |
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Keeping warm was a priority
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We arrived about 5:00 am when the train made a special stop
for us near our campground 18 miles south of the Russian border. As we set up
our tent, we noticed the swarm of mosquitos attacking us. How could we not help
but notice? The Mongolians knew just what to do. They set little fires with
crusted cow manure – cow chips – and that effectively drove the mosquitos away.
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Mosquitos liked the stagnant water |
There were close to 200 young singles on this conference –
about 75 young men and 125 young women. There were several married couples who
had active roles in the conference – presenters, cooks, drivers, entertainers
and two senior couples (Hunts and Farmers).
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Oktyabri with Sister Hunt |
The setting was by a big swift
river but we were buffered from the river by trees and tributaries. The ground
was flat and we shared it with goats, horses, cattle and sheep though none
entered out camp.
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Some of our visitors |
Our tent was small. Sister Farmer and myself practiced the
art of Mongolian contortionists in our tent as we tried to dress and undress
for sleep and weather conditions.
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Our tent with musical stage in background |
The night sky was magnificent with stars shining and
glistening everywhere. Only in the sparsely settled Dakotas or Montana can you
see the heavens like this.
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Notice the Big Dipper on the horizon |
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Camp cook with his wares |
We have several stews, meat dishes, milk and milk cereals
and bread as the main meals. The lineup of stoves was impressive.
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Breakfast is brewing |
Imagine
planning a menu for 230 people and keeping them happy and well fed. They pulled
it off. We also had two sheep that figured into the menu.
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"Any idea what is for dinner?" |
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Getting to the heart of the matter - the Stake President leads by example - a traditional and compassionate way of killing the sheep |
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Meal preparation crew |
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Waiting in line for breakfast |
The program spread over two days consisted of small group
discussion by genders of expectations for a future mate, exchanging that
information, information on how to have successful dates, how to make a good
impression, speed dating or introductions, a panel discussion with five married
couples, my presentation on how to know who to marry, rotation between 5 group
discussion groups on various topics concerning relationships (I led one of the
groups while Darlene was in a tent recuperating from an allergic reaction to
milk) and two musical programs each evening.
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Young women's discussion group | | | | | | |
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Bishop Enhkbold and President Odgerel crooning Russian love songs |
A rather fierce rainstorm delayed the supper hour and the
music about two hours but the recovery time was swift. A sound stage, lighting,
and electrical equipment materialized to our amazement. The young adults shared
their talents along with the Stake President (Odgerel) and Bishop Enhkbold
who crooned Russian love songs.
Pres. Odgerel is a dynamic force in so many
ways. He is a powerful speaker and leader and relates to the youth and young
adults on so many levels.
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Pres. Odgerel leading a discussion |
He perceived the need for a conference on the topic of
dating and marriage and set up a planning committee. Sister Farmer and I contributed
our ideas on having a married couples panel and same gender group discussions
and feedback.
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Panel of married couples |
A young BYU Hawaii graduate in psychology named Alima, who is
making a name for herself in Mongolia by giving televised advice on
relationships, spoke to the young women.
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Alima and myself comparing notes |
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Munkhbaatar and Elder Farmer talking to the group |
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Drying out their sleeping bag after a rainstorm |
Pres. Odgerel hopes and expects as least 10 marriages to
come from this conference. He said they would be the “Farmer Couples” though he
was the one who conceived the program and had the energy and vision to carry it
out. I will post my two presentations on
my website, www.valfarmer.com.
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Oktyabri singing a duet with a Mongolian Idol winner, Ankhaa |
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Oktyabri singing duet with Ankhaa - Bishop Enhkbold is accompanying |
On Thursday night we had a chance to leave the conference
early and begin our trip to Erdenet. The Mongolian Church Service Center
employees had been installing Internet Services in the nearby Selenge Branch.
They stopped by the YSA conference out of curiosity. We were offered a ride to
Darkhan that night where we could stay in a hotel.
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Don't I look cute in my deel? |
Our part in the conference
was over. Darlene was suffering the after effects of an upset stomach. It was a wonderful
blessing to get that 2 hour ride to Darkhan.
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We hope this conference will produce future members like him. |
The next day we began phase two of our trip – speaking and
training on Family History work in Erdenet. It is worthy of a blog of its own.
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The setting was right for romance |
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Or fun? |
Wow! Beautiful scenery. So spacious. What a trip. Interesting train ride. Sorry about the kiddie vomiting on Darlene, but how cool she could talk Russian part of the time. Really neat you could connect with Tally’s companion after all these years, especially where she has been living out of the country. Amazing. We loved working with the YSA on our mission. Some things are universal. Your camp cook sure make huge loaves of bread. Reminded me of Darlene’s bread demo to our kindergarteners years ago. How time flies.
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