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Sep. 19th, 2008 09:13 pmWe got visited by missionaries. Twice
It never happened in Halls (obviously), and the last time Jehovah's Witnesses knocked on the door of my family's house was before we moved. I was four or five, and my mum tried to hide me behind the curtains and impress upon me that they were nasty people who tried to steal away Christian children - to which I replied 'We're not Christians, are we?' (and 'What's a Christian?') we made her even more annoyed.
But anyway. I wasn't there when the Jehovah's Witnesses knocked on our house, but apparently they were an elderly couple and gave us magazines (Watchtower and similar). Then, last night, a young American chap (he had the accent, at least) knocked on the door (which got answered by Steve, who hadn't brushed his hair and so scared him a bit more) and told us he was a missionary from 'The Church of Jesus Christ'. Wonderfully generic.
Well, not too generic. Apparently that was the group who were trying to forcibly witness to people on campus a couple of terms ago, to the point where they got banned and even the CU disowned them.
Ah well. If I'd been the one to answer the door, I'd have asked him if he'd read the works of Anton LaVey, and scribbled down the ISBN for The Satanic Bible. Steve just said 'No, we don't want any' and shut the door.
It never happened in Halls (obviously), and the last time Jehovah's Witnesses knocked on the door of my family's house was before we moved. I was four or five, and my mum tried to hide me behind the curtains and impress upon me that they were nasty people who tried to steal away Christian children - to which I replied 'We're not Christians, are we?' (and 'What's a Christian?') we made her even more annoyed.
But anyway. I wasn't there when the Jehovah's Witnesses knocked on our house, but apparently they were an elderly couple and gave us magazines (Watchtower and similar). Then, last night, a young American chap (he had the accent, at least) knocked on the door (which got answered by Steve, who hadn't brushed his hair and so scared him a bit more) and told us he was a missionary from 'The Church of Jesus Christ'. Wonderfully generic.
Well, not too generic. Apparently that was the group who were trying to forcibly witness to people on campus a couple of terms ago, to the point where they got banned and even the CU disowned them.
Ah well. If I'd been the one to answer the door, I'd have asked him if he'd read the works of Anton LaVey, and scribbled down the ISBN for The Satanic Bible. Steve just said 'No, we don't want any' and shut the door.
