So I went to the Temple to do some initiatory this morning, and I noticed that all of the names they gave me were Filipino. And that got me to thinking of my awesome Filipino friends and work colleagues. Which got me to thinking of all the many wonderful people in my life that are from other cultures. I'm fortunate enough to count people from Indonesia, South Korea, India, China, Taiwan, and Japan among my friends. Also people from the U.K., France, Germany, Italy, Spain, Switzerland, South Africa, Mexico, Latin America, and Canada. I've also been fortunate enough to have good relationships with many African-Americans. And I'm not forgetting my dear Polynesian family and friends from Samoa. My life (and, not to mention my waistline) has truly been blessed by the friendship and good faithful examples of people from all over the world.
Hi, my name's Tracie and I'm a Mormon. That being said, I've provided enough context for the conversation I had with the receptionist at work today: Christy: (Showing me a photo) What picture is this movie from? Me: Mmmm, Serendipity maybe? Christy: No...you should know this. Me: I should? Christy: (Finally) It's from the movie "Charlie"! Me: How would I know that? I don't watch Mormon movies. They're dumb. Now that I've let the cat out of the bag, I guess I should also confess that I also don't listen to Mormon pop music (other than the original recording of The Forgotten Carols), or read Mormon fiction. So sue me. Let's face it, it's not like most of them are of real quality anyway. When it comes to Mormon music, I'll stick with my MoTab and the hymns of Zion.
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