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When rights were wrongs
Created By: Nancy J Allen
When I was 9 years old, my sister tried to learn how to knit. My grandmother had knitted us sweaters and little winter sets for our dolls for as long as I could remember. Since Grandma lived in Delaware, and we lived in Massachusetts, she could be there to show us. So my sister pulled out an old book with instructions on how to knit. Then she tried to teach me. It was a disaster. I'm the only lefty in my family, and she was getting very frustrated with me because I couldn’t follow the illustrations.
So I taught myself how to crochet. My sister very quickly lost interest in the pointy sticks, but I kept on crocheting. I made several large afghans, and more scarves than I care to think about. I kept going, because I had promised to make blankets for several people. I got bored. My grandmother died when I was 12, and left a collection of needles and some yellow/cream boucle yarn. The yarn is now a scarf I crocheted to remind me of her.
After a few years, I was sick of scarves, and hats were ok but they didn't have the same look and feel as the knitted hats I kept seeing. So I took out the same book my sister had tried to learn from. I thought I'd have to fight my natural lefty tendencies and knit like a righty. There were left-handed instructions!! This gave me a basic idea, but it still didn't feel right. So I taught myself. My first project was a ridiculously-complicated reversible-cabled scarf. It's still a WIP. My first FINISHED project was a knit stuffed penguin that I made for my father for Christmas that year.
Ever since I finished that penguin, it's like I can't stop. I have since begun commuting by train every day, and those 2 hours each day are my knitting hours. I knit on the train, on the subway, on the bus, in the park. People are generally surprised to see a 25 year old woman sitting in Boston Common and knitting a sock (or a glove, or a sweater, or a teddy bear).
This year will be my third year making almost all of my Christmas presents. I decided to try a theme this year, hands and feet. If anyone had told me when I was 9 years old trying to follow my big sister that I would be the only one to keep knitting and carry on my Grandma’s legacy I’d have laughed till I passed out.
Thank you Grandma.
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