Day Six -- Tuesday

Hannah and I were sitting waiting for rehearsal to start when the man playing Parley P. Pratt approached us with an interesting reprimand. "Um, there have been a lot of complaints that you two are too happy all the time. Could you tone it down a little? This is Nauvoo. Could you act like it and just endure?" I hadn't realized that our constant laughing and smiling was noticed by others. It was interesting.

We were doing a service project. The task was unloading and setting up hundreds of metal folding chairs at the pageant site. The chairs were in huge trailers. The boys unloading the trailers were getting the chairs out from front to back (it was really the only way to unload). The trailer was filled to the brim with chairs. When the boys got to a certain point, all the weight was at the back of the trailer so it tipped over. At first it was scary because we thought the boys might be hurt, but they came out and waved like they were in a parade.

We were going into the main part of the JSA to return a CD playing, As we walked over, there was an old man mowing the lawn on a riding mower. I tried the big door but when I pulled it didn't open. You would think that it was locked, right? So Hannah and I just stood there looking lost. The old man noticed this and called out, "is it locked?" and then, without waiting for a response, he started driving over to us, and he was going fast. It was quite surprising. So he breezed past us, grabbed the door handle, and pulled the door right open. Embarrassing.