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A One-Stitch Wonder
Created By: Linda Smith

The part of your brain that allows one to tie knots and braid hair is something I've always lacked. When my children were young, our two daughters had lopsided pigtails, braided hair that sprung out of the braids within minutes, and Velcro shoe closures -- I couldn't even tie shoes. I tried to tie my husband's necktie once and nearly squeezed all of the oxygen out of the unsuspecting man. I'd watched him do it a gazillion times -- nothing to it! I had a friend who crocheted beautiful things and I asked her if she would teach me how.

It took me three months to make a potholder that completely unraveled the first time I washed it. I was in total denial as I pulled yard after yard of yarn out of the washer after that final spin cycle, telling myself it was some kind of fluke from a sister in an alternate universe. Alas, the ugly truth was that I had spent three months for nothing. I forgot about crocheting for a while and set my sights on tying bows. Bought a video. Didn't work. Took a class at a local plant shop. Didn't work. Asked a florist to teach me. Didn't work. Bought a bow-maker. Didn't work. My husband bought me a knot book and a bundle of rope for a gift. Didn't work. However, my sheets were sunshine fresh!

Fast forward to three years ago...was walking thru a local craft store and I saw a man sitting on a chair in the middle of an aisle doing something with yarn. He sure looked like he knew what he was doing. So I reluctantly approached him and asked him if he was knitting or crocheting. He told me he was crocheting. Oh, it looked SOOOOO easy, and I asked him if he ever taught people. And that's the moment my life changed. I bought a hook and a skein of yarn and the man found me a folding chair and spent the next hour teaching me single crochet and how to make a scarf. It was late Spring and I asked him if he thought I would be able to make 3 scarves by Christmas, one for each of our children (all grown up now). He didn't think it would be a problem. Hah! That's what he thinks (I thought).

That weekend, I made 3 scarves. The next week, I couldn't wait to get home from work and made about 12 more. I was hooked (no pun intended) and soon was given the dubious moniker of "yarn whore", as I snuck bag after bag of yarn into the house. Sometimes, I kept it in the trunk of my car until nobody could see me dragging it into the house. Other times, I put it in filing cabinets at work, or disguised it in bags of groceries to be brought in triumphantly, after the hunt.

Our youngest daughter had served in the Peace Corps as a beekeeper in Asentiemento, Belen, Neembucu, Paraguay, for several years and was now volunteering with women's groups and at an orphanage in Cochabamba, Bolivia. Just about the time that the family had a yarn intervention planned for me, I realized that I now had the ability (not to mention plenty of yarn) to make scarves for all of the little orphans I would soon meet during a trip to Bolivia. I announced my plan to the family and they still acted (1) disappointed that they wouldn't be doing a yarn intervention and (2) proud that I finally had conquered my handicap and could use it for a good purpose.

When I look back to the afternoon that I wrapped a soft, pretty scarf around the neck of each of the 25 little girls and hugged each one as I did so, my eyes well with tears. It wasn't the man who taught me how to crochet; it was God. He put that man there at that particular moment so I could help those poor little children face cold Summer nights (seasons are reversed in South America) and show them that Americans are loving people who care. Since then, I've made hundreds of scarves, given all of them away to family, friends, homeless people. I even made several blankets. Now I'm doing hats. And do you know what? I still ONLY know the single crochet.

If my ship ever comes in (it's been in dry dock for years), I shall hire a crochet tutor and learn another stitch. Until then, I'm satisfied. Oh, and nobody dares utter a word to me when I drag a new stash of yarn in the house (well, they might roll their eyes a bit and mutter things under their breath, but that's THEIR problem!!).

Our son is in Iraq (his fifth Middle East deployment since 9/11, and crocheting helps to keep my stress level down. I honestly believe that if everyone in the world learned the single crochet, there would be no more war, no hatred. My life has truly been enriched by the single crochet and I've been afforded the opportunity to help others along the way. Oh, and I can now tie bows! Just a little bonus. It is such a joy to master something you've wanted to do your entire life.

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