05/16/2009. 1143. There's a Chinese buffet that recently opened, so I went there for supper. I put out a simplified script Chinese Book of Mormon and a Chinese Liahona magazine on my table while I ate. My waitress glanced at them, and I tried to strike up a conversation with her, and offer them to her, but her English skills weren't good enough. She called over her supervisor for help. My
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