The Knitting Wars

Earlier this month I began the long process which was learning how to knit. The day before Goldie and Frank (elders at Riverside) began to teach me, my thunder was stolen by Shoshana Okano. She not only one upped me learning how to knit merely hours before I learnt, but she also got training on how to pearl. This news was devastating to me because I am not use to having to settle for second place. Therefore we found ourselves on opposing sides of the battlefield and the knitting wars had begun.

It has been more than a month and I can clearly state that in this competition I was crushed beyond belief. I don't often declare when I lose but I was so pathetic against her naturally gifted knitting hands. Whereas her stitches were nice, loose but perfectly balanced, mine were freakishly tight and I kept missing stitches left right and center. I had barely created a small square in pink yarn and she was already knitting a hat. In my defense her billet mom was a crazy knitter and at the Nechako Manor she was able to get amazing tips from the "In north China we do....." nurse who turned out to be a pro knitter. The playing field was stacked against me from the start and the better she got the lazier I became. Nevertheless I have an appointment tomorrow with Catherine (another Riverside resident) and I am going to give pearling another try. I am really looking forward to that but my true secret weapon is that Frank has promised me (if I get better) that he would teach me how to make these amazingly ugly but awesome slippers. So until then Shoshana you are the goddess of knitting but ugly slippers can change the perspective of everything.