A new missionary recruit went to Venezuela for the first time. He was
struggling with the language and didn't understand a whole lot of
what was going on. Intending to visit one of the local churches, he
got lost, but eventually got back on track and found the place.
Having arrived late, the church was already packed. The only pew left
was the one on the front row.
So as not to make a fool of himself, he decided to pick someone out
of the crowd to imitate. He chose to follow the man sitting next to
him on the front pew. As they sang, the man clapped his hands, so the
missionary recruit clapped too. When the man stood up to pray, the
missionary recruit stood up too. When the man sat down, he sat down.
When the man held the cup and bread for the Lord's Supper, he held
the cup and bread. During the preaching, the recruit didn't
understand a thing. He just sat there and tried to look just like
that man in the front pew.
Then he perceived that the preacher was giving announcements. People
clapped, so he looked to see if the man was clapping. He was, and so
the recruit clapped too. Then the preacher said some words that he
didn't understand and he saw the man next to him stand up. So he
stood up too. Suddenly a hush fell over the entire congregation. A
few people gasped. He looked around and saw that nobody else was
standing. So he sat down.
After the service ended, the preacher stood at the door shaking the
hands of those who were leaving. When the missionary recruit
stretched out his hand to greet the preacher, the preacher said, in
English: "I take it you don't speak Spanish."
The missionary recruit replied: "No I don't. It's that obvious?"
"Well yes," said the preacher, "I announced that the Acosta family
had a newborn baby boy and would the proud father please stand up."