Well, on the mission, we meet all sorts of interesting people, for better or worse. They keep life interesting. I'll introduce you to one of the people I've met. His name is Jack (changed for privacy).
We found an odd kid. His name is Jack. We went somewhere to go contact some potential investigators. He was playing around on his scooter in an empty parking lot across the street. About 9 years old, chubby and blonde, and VERY curious. He told us to keep an eye out for a police car and/or a stray dog without a collar. ...ok. He asked us who we were and what we were doing. We told him we're missionaries and asked if her knew of any hispanic people on that street. He pointed out a few houses and stood and watched on the other side of the street. After every house we knocked, he asked us how it went. Then he absolutely insisted on taking us to visit his friend nearby. He practically did the door contact for us. He knocked on the door and was talking before we even had a chance to breath about us "church people". Needless to say his friend was weirded out... Then he insisted on taking us to meet his family. We resisted a bit saying that we needed to get going. But he said, "Come on, I know you have the time." Well ok... His dad answered the door and was definitely not happy to see us. Probably gave the poor kid a tongue lashing for bringing Mormon missionaries to the house. Then Jack followed us back to our car and wanted to see our materials that we use, our Books of Mormon, Libros de Mormon, pamphlets, cards, everything. We left him with a "Gospel of Jesus Christ" pamphlet. 
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