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Youthful pioneers in Mongolia go trekking |
Was this anybody’s
idea of fun? I’ve never been anywhere so beautiful and been so miserable –
unless it was hiking into the Little Big Horn mountain range in Wyoming while
fighting off horse flies. My wife would say, “How about Corn Island off the
coast of Nicaragua on our honeymoon where sand fleas found me to be a delicious
target?”
The setting was ideal: mountain scenery, flowers in bloom,
plenty of food, and plenty of high quality young company. It was all good –
except for incessant swarming flies, bugs and mosquitos, torrential downpours, micro-small
pup tents, and an obstacle course for handcarts that would make a sadistic Marine
Corps drill sergeant blush with jealous envy.
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When it rained, it poured |
The youth loved it. They came back with stories of learning about overcoming
adversity, unity, and helping each other to the point where nobody wanted to
get on the train to take them home.
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Burning cow dung warded of the insects |
There was strength in numbers and the youth
of Mongolia reveled in it.
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Boys on one side - girls on the other - no man's land in the middle |
If the testimony meeting we heard in Murun was any
indication, the youth conference was an unmitigated and complete success.
The leaders were so impressed
with their attitudes, resourcefulness, lack of complaint, and obedience to camp
rules. There wasn’t a trouble-maker or unhappy camper in the group - unless it
was us who happily left after one day.
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Unhappy campers |
According to the 400 people that
stayed, the weather improved and the bugs let up after we left after one day of
abject misery.
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We shrugged it off |
The other two other senior couples were green with envy of our early
departure but the experience grew on them as the conference progressed. The rain turned to sunshine. Watching youth at their best brought joy to their
hearts.
Mongolian youth: Up close and personal.
Teaching Family History at Youth Conference. Our part of the All
Mongolia Youth Conference was a success. We had the evening program on the
first night of the conference. Our rehearsed skit fell through and, with an
hour’s notice, we improvised.
With
a moderator/interpreter's help and a few props, we created the visual story of
a couple born around 1900 to nomadic families, meeting and marrying. Two young
people volunteered to represent this couple.
The
next generation (1925) represented by their three children and their
spouses took their places in the family tree on a hillside sloping down toward
the audience. They in turn had 3 children each who married and took spouses
(1950 generation). The multiplication of volunteers needed to show this started
to mount.
The
youth were shy, excited and delighted to take the part of husband/wife with the
opposite sex. There was a lot of giggling, laughter and teasing as volunteers
stepped forward enthusiastically while some were coerced into taking the
role.
We
had the first generation die and go to spirit prison. (interesting causes of
death - bucked off by a horse, rammed by a goat - then the next generation
(1925) died and went to spirit prison.
Our
family tree grew to 96 when the 1975 couples were added in. If we had kept
going, we would soon have all of our 320 youth in our visual family tree. We
concluded the example by having one youth represent the 2000 generation - born
between 1990 -2000. We had half of the grandparents (1950) die and go to spirit
prison.
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Two young sisters converting young man in red - his relatives are lined up behind him |
Two
young sisters volunteered to represent missionaries who then converted our one
young man from the fifth generation to the gospel.
He was the only member of the church
who could save his relatives in spirit prison by doing his family history work
and submitting their names to the temple. When he did that, members of his 3rd,
fourth, and fifth generations were released from spirit prison to be with
families in the spirit world.
The
adults who watched this thought this was very effective in showing them how
their ancestors were depending on them do to this work.
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Youth leader Byamba with Gantuya on this left and Badamgerel on his right holding up her commitment card |
Camp activities.
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Cooking |
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Serving food |
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Doing the Haaka (a Maori war dance) everyday |
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Talent night - a contortionist |
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Service project - weeding a plant bed |
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Time for teaching
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Time for scripture study |
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A time for meditation |
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The
story of this trek is told visually by Elder Stewart’s wonderful photography.
Follow along and see the All-Mongolia Youth Conference unfold in a remarkable
fashion.
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The trek begins |
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Previews of coming attractions
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Crossing Streams |
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And more streams
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Fording rivers |
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For some must push and some must pull |
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What goes up must come down |
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All good things must come to an end |
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These are truly pioneers of the church in Mongolia. Either they are converts
themselves or are sons and daughters of the first converts of the church. Their stories and pictures need to be on Family Tree for future generations to admire and appreciate.
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