As some of you know, my grandmother taught me to crochet. It all began with her...I was probably 7 or 8 when she put the hook into my hand and forced me to learn...yes forced! At 7...I just wanted to be outside in the pool...not cooped up in the house..in hot sunny Florida...on my summer vacation...with YARN!!
While my brother and boy cousins were outside chasing the ducks and chickens (yes my nana had...still has..ducks and chickens...she's Jamaican..in Florida...HELLO!!)...anyway, while the boys were out having a good ole time...we (me and my two girl cousins) were inside learning to crochet.
After the first whining session I actually liked it.We learned the foundation chain and then to join and single and double crochet. We made ruffle collars for our pet ducks and ruffle coasters...very cute. I went home to NY and it was back to school and friends...my hook and yarn left behind in Florida.
I wasn't until I was pregnant and on maternity leave when I went by a craft store (actually looking for a cross stitch pattern) and bought my own hook (size K/10.5- 6.5mm) and yarn and yarn book (have no idea where that is now lost in the move)...and it was like riding a bike...like jumping back on a horse...like...well you get the picture. I made my nana a throw for the bottom of the her bed, which she still has!
My nana is multi talented as I'm sure most women her age are...the pioneers of DIY..sewing, cooking, knitting, crocheting, raising babies! It's funny how they teach you things early on that you may have hated to learn because you wanted to be hip...down...moving with the times..out with you friends...and what they were teaching were the "old ways"...NOW...TODAY...I wouldn't be where I am...creating new things everyday and LOVING it... if it wasn't for my grandmother.
Thank you, Nana...the Queen in our family...the foundation chain in my life! I love you!!
My brother, Nana, and me..rocking the OshKosh B'gosh (it was the 80's)