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Date: October 01, 2017 05:03PM
I have to keep changing my screen name because my stories will give me away and I'm chicken.
My family were all converts and I was the first to go on a mission. I was sent to a European mission known for its low baptism rate. I spent the majority of my mission knocking on doors in all types of wether. It was brutal. Rejection and feeling like a failure for lack of baptisms took a huge toll on me but I managed to make it to the end and felt I'd given it my all. I was proud of myself.
When I came home I wasn't expecting any kind of a reward for my free missionary labor in Europe. Since I was the first to go on a mission there was no tradition or expectation of a reward. Imagine how excited I was when my mom told me there was a surprise waiting for me in the driveway. Instead of a shiny new Honda Civic or another type of economy car like I had hoped for, I had one of the biggest letdowns of my life when I looked out the window and saw a used Ford Pinto. Before my mission I'd heard reports of Pintos catching on fire when rear ended because of a faulty fuel tank. There were fatalities and lawsuits. It was the kind of car you'd give to your enemy, not someone you were proud of for serving a mission. And if getting a death-trap car wasn't bad enough, it also had a personalized missionary themed license plate that said SIS SUE (Sue is not my real name). I was a sister missionary, hence the "SIS" followed by the first three letters of my name. I was mortified. Mormons would think it was stupid and nevermos would wonder what it meant. I lived in an area where there weren't many Mormons.
My Stepfather purchased the car for me and I tried to look pleased and grateful because I didn't want to hurt his feelings. Later I found out that he had actually purchased the car for my brothers while I was on my mission. They drove it to/from BYU, over the Sierra Nevada mountains. They thought they were too cool for a used Pinto and tried to trash it. By the time it was given to me it was a wreck. The first day I drove it the fan belt broke. It was constantly in the shop and lasted less than two years until it was inoperable and sold for parts. I soon had a job and purchased my next car, a used Toyota. It lasted a lot longer than the Pinto.
Were any of you rewarded with a new car after your mission?