Personal Narrative: Learning How To Crochet

Learning How to Crochet
When I was about sixteen years old my mother thought it would be a good idea to teach me how to crochet. She was always making stuff for friends and family. I was not very happy having to learn how to crochet at all. I would always try to find something else to do besides learning to crochet. It is not something most sixteen year olds would rather be spending their time doing. She taught me several patterns, techniques, and how to make a blanket. Over the next several months we worked on making this blanket together. When we finally got this blanket finished I thought it was so beautiful, and was proud of what I had accomplished. I would place it on the foot of my bed every morning after I had made it. About a year later …show more content…
I took this blanket that I had been working on every night and had it put into a shadow box. This box sits in my bedroom on a shelf today. I have not completed it yet. It has sat in that box for twelve years now. I never intended to complete that blanket, but since I had my daughter I have decided that when she gets older I will teach her how to complete what my mother and I started. As my mother said she wanted me to make something to be passed down. The blanket that we had finished together still to this day sits on the foot of my bed every day. It is for show only. I will not let anyone touch it, or use it as a cover. This blanket is the only thing that I have my mother and I had made together. Now today I am grateful to my mother for making me sit down and learn to crochet. I now wish she was here to teach me new things, but as I teach my daughter I will keep her in mind, and let her words guide me in teaching. These two blankets keep a part of her with me. I hope that one day my daughter will feel the same way about me teaching her as I do about my mother. I have learned from that experience that you should always cherish the moments you have with people, because you never know when their time on