Albert called me during Knitting Camp on Sunday.
Him: Do you think you can teach the kids’ knitting class on Tuesday?
Me: Who in the what now?
Him: Kids. There are three little girls coming in for our school holidays knitting class.
Me: Kids? Me? Are you sure?
Him: Trust me, you were last on the list. Everyone else was busy.
Me: Well, okay. I guess if it’s only three they can’t gang up on me.
Turns out I needn’t have worried. They were great! Sidonie, Nell, and Poppy ranged from 8-11 but they all picked it up SO QUICKLY! I casted on for them and then we just practiced our knit stitches the whole time. It was interesting to me to see how their personalities manifested in their knitting styles. Poppy was a bit bull-headed, and in her impatience to slip the stitch off the needles she’d often yank her whole needle out. “Grrr!” she’d growl, but by the time I got over to her she’d often fixed the mistake herself. Nell picked it up the fastest, but she didn’t trust herself and every so often she’d freeze and I’d hear, “Something doesn’t seem right… I think.” Sidonie was quiet and methodical, but (like me) she tended to pull her stitches a little too tightly. They were all shy at first but I had them chatting away by the time their Mums returned. “Aww, just one more row!” they begged. The Mums consented, and five minutes later while they were chatting I saw Nell surreptitiously begin a second row. It warmed my icy black heart. I made three new knitters today!