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Topic: Craft (as in handcraft) (02/08/07)
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TITLE: The Baby Blanket | Previous Challenge Entry
By Carolyn Kenney
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In a few months, a baby girl will be born to my nephew and his wife! All members of my family will greet her with warmth and love. For the past few months, I have diligently knitted a blanket for my new little niece. Tonight while patiently working on this blanket, I fondly remembered my grandmother who lived with my family. Almost every day, she would sit in her rocking chair with knitting needles in her hands. Back and forth, she would rock while looking out her bedroom window. She was so comfortable and at ease, that I envied her ability to create something beautiful from pieces of yarn or scraps of material. As I remember her now, I want to return once more to that time of security and love.
As a child, I would sit and watch my grandmother as she knitted afghans and sewed quilts. As a teenager, she patiently tried to teach me how to knit. For a short time, I did well and tried to imitate her deft movements with the needles. However, the teenage years beckoned; there were new and exciting places to go with friends. Now, these memories are forgotten - pushed aside in the back of my mind. I realize that more attention should have been shown to my grandmother!
Where did she learn these crafts? Her mother had passed away at a young age, so my grandmother had to help with the care of the younger children where they lived in rural Nova Scotia. Life was not easy prior to 1900. People at that time did not have televisions, computers, radios or cell phones; they were not as privileged as we are today. Before her mother‘s untimely death, was my grandmother taught by her mother the delicate crafts of knitting and sewing? After many chores, did they sit together in the light of the setting sun, as mother taught daughter beautiful and intricate ideas to be used?
Today I know my grandmother would be proud of me. She would be proud of my sisters and cousins who now knit and sew as she did years ago. We use the talent passed from mother to daughter to granddaughter - talents used for the welfare of our children, nieces and nephews. As I fall asleep tonight, the afghan she knitted will rest lightly upon me. Her love will envelop me.
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A few revisions might improve your second paragraph. Your sentence that begins "As a teenager..." has a misplaced modifier, and the first two sentences of that paragraph begin quite similarly.
I love the conclusion, and could just visualize all those knitting fingers!