Regular Pioneering. Just the words sends an awful chill through my body. I never wanted to pioneer. I was very shy. The girl I studied with in high school badgered me into pioneering with her. She was the sole pioneer in our hall and wanted a buddy. She made me promise to pioneer with her after I got baptized. The night I turned in my pioneer slip, she has a nervous breakdown and turns in her resignation as a pioneer!!!
Oh my Gawd!!!!!!
Now I am the only pioneer in the hall!!!!!
Let your yes mean yes! So I tried. I worked as a housecleaner with an older sister. We split the small sum she asked for her services. Like I said I was shy and found it very difficult to ask other sisters to invite other sisters to work with me. I had a very old car with a torn head liner. I could tell sisters were loathe to go in my old car with no air conditioning. I wound up taking a territory all by myself at 18 years old.
I got hit on by the householders so many times. I was so young, sweet and naive and shy. I'll never forget one particularly uncomfortable incident with a very old man who at first reminded me of a sweet older grandfather figure. He invited me in to listen and sat me down on his old sofa.........I cannot re- tell
this incident it grosses me out so much.
I remember the C.O. wanted publishers who have pioneered to be used in an assembly part. The P.O of our hall begged me to join small group. I said no. I hated pioneering and hated the experience and will never do it again. Its not for me.
I did housecleaning, and worked in a small hospital two days a week cleaning the body parts off surgical tools. Dont ask me about pioneering....blecchhhh!!!