Personal Narrative: My Adventures In Knitting

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Adventures in Knitting When I was about nine years old my grandmother, Barbara handed me a craft kit that would change my life. This kit came with a book, a pair of knitting needles, and a ball of hideous multi-colored yarn. After a few weeks of clumsily trying to figure out how to knit, I took the yarn and needles to my grandmother Beth who always had a knitting project on her needles . I didn’t know it at the time, but taking the kit to my grandmother and learning how to knit would change my life forever. As Brandt mentioned in her article, sponsors are people who are more knowledgeable in a certain field. Sponsors create a relationship with those they sponsor that they can gain benefit from, in exchange the sponsored have access to the sponsors resources and knowledge (3-4). In the case of my knitting literacy one …show more content…
I wanted to learn to purl because I knew that once I knew how to purl I could complete pretty much any knitting project. I watched countless YouTube videos trying to grasp how to purl. Taking my needles and casting on a manageable amount of stitches, I knit a few rows. After I completed a few rows, I was ready to tackle the only thing that stood in my way in becoming a proficient knitter. The purl stitch was explained to me as the knit stitch but backwards. I stuck my right needle into the next stitch on my left needle from the back to the front. I proceeded to wrap the yarn around and pull the needle back through and drop the leftover stitch off the left needle. I just created my very first purl stitch. Seemingly, I grasped the concept of the purl stitch much easier than knit stitch. I took my small sample project and knitted one row and purled the other, a stitch I would later come to know as the stockinette stitch. I was so excited that I had learned to purl. Having learned both knitting and purling I felt as if nothing were

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