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How I Became a Knitter
Created By: E Emily

I always wanted to knit. I've always loved anything that connected me to the past. I grew up watching (though at first not understanding) movies such as Pride and Prejudice or Sherlock Holmes with my mom. It seemed only natural that I should want to knit. If it has been around for so long, then not only would it mean connecting me very far back, but it must be good to last so long! So it was that from a very young age I looked for a way to learn to knit.

My mother is not a knitter. She loves to joke about how when she was my age, she tried to knit, and managed a triangular scarf, though the shape was unintentional. That was one option destroyed. My best friend's mother knits, but she didn't seem willing to teach me how to knit. Her daughter was and is my age, but was uninterested in knitting, and I think it was the fact that I was only in first grade that caused her reluctance. I could find no other options. None of my classmates knit, so it seemed hopeless.

Then one day my babysitter started knitting. Fascinated and delighted, I begged her to teach me. She, too, was reluctant, but more willing than anyone else so far. She said that she didn't have any extra supplies, so I ran to find some craft yarn, then climbed on the bathroom counter to find my mother's box of hair things. I pulled out a pair of mafa sticks, jumped down to the floor, and hurried back to learn how to knit. I was taught what is often considered the easiest cast on (I don't remember what it is called, but you use only your finger and one knitting needle and twist the yarn on), but that one remains the hardest I have tried. Whenever I go on to the second needle a single long string grows between the needles, and I try again, and again, and again, and still fail. My babysitter, not being very experienced, didn't know what was wrong, or any other way to teach me. I eventually gave up.

After all of these attempts, you can imagine how delighted I finally found a way to learn! I switched schools in 4th grade, and made a couple of friends, though none of them lasted into fifth grade. I knew no one in my 5th grade class, and was therefore ecstatic when one of my new classmates brought in a shawl she was knitting in search of help from the teacher. I jumped at the oppurtunity and the teacher happily taught me, and soon after me some other students, how to knit. I made some good friends through knitting, and though I'm now back to my own school district, we keep in touch. We also learned how to crochet from our 6th grade teacher, though knitting is my preference. No one at my current school knits, though that is hopefully soon to change. Through much hard and careful work on my part, I have convinced my best friend (the same one with the knitting mother from 1st grade) to try knitting, and I think that, though trying to save some pride at having put it off so long, she is just as excited to learn as I am to teach. We hope to even put together a knitting podcast someday. My mother is also considering learning, impressed by my first two (and of course not matching, though I currently am working on the match to the second, and I am sure I will finish this one) socks. I am confident she will learn and love it, though that will make it harder to protect and extend my stash. Most of my many relatives will someday recieve a hand-knit present, unless the socks-every-year list I'm expecting grows too much, and maybe my friend and I will eventually manage to bring the knit back amongst other teenagers. I continue to explore other fiber arts, and I also continue to attempt to find new knittters. Oops! My sock is calling me!

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