With Mother’s Day just around the corner, we wanted to share more of our stories about the women who taught us to love yarn!
Lauren & her grandmother:
At the age of 5 I was taught to knit by my Grandma Margaret. She cast on for me, taught me the knit stitch, and I proceeded to make the world’s longest 3 stitch wide “scarf.”
When I’d made garter stitch scarves for everyone I knew, I put knitting away for a few years and then picked it up again when I moved to New York City, and found I spent the majority of my life on the subway. That’s when knitting became an all-consuming obsession that obliterated everything else in my life, and to support my yarn habit I found work in a yarn store.
When I told my Grandma that I now give knitting lessons and work at Lion Brand Yarn Studio, she said “Knitting, really? But you were so bad at it before!”
Claire & her mother & sister:
I came late to the knitting game – my mom has knit all my life so whenever I wanted something I just bugged her to make it for me! It wasn’t until I came home after my first year in college and discovered that my sister had learned in my absence that I was inspired to pick up the needles. I wanted to be a part of the club too!
The memory of that afternoon, sitting outside in the deck chairs and concentrating so hard on my stitches in the bright orange yarn, is one that I will cherish for a lifetime. Knitting was suddenly something very exciting, an activity that the three of us could do together pretty much wherever we went. Even though my sister and I have now moved several states away we still keep one another up to date on our knitting through Ravelry, and our current projects are often the first topic in any phone call home. I feel very lucky to have fellow yarnaholics in the family.
Mom, thank you for teaching me how to knit.
Michelle & her best friend:
I remember wanting to learn to knit at a young age, but I didn’t know anyone who did. To me, knitting was something that you learned from another person. It never occurred to me that I could use a book or take a class (and this was long before the days of YouTube). I filled the creative gap with other things; theater, music, beading, drawing, stuff like that. Then when I was in college, pursuing my theater degree, I started noticing all the other girls knitting in the theater lobby during our breaks. There was never time to get one of them to teach me in our all-to-short down times, but I mentioned to my roommate that I wanted to learn. As it turned out, she’d learned from her grandmother. I immediately commandeered her into teaching me the basics.
She’s now my roommate again (and best friend), and since then I’ve far surpassed her in knitting skills (having become slightly obsessed with it in the years since college). But I’ll always be grateful to her for opening the door to what has become a passion, recreation, and now a career. Thanks Gin!
Grace & her little cousin:
One year when I was home visiting my family for the holidays my little cousin Erin told me that she had learned how to knit and that she could teach me. I thought it sounded like fun so we grabbed some yarn and some HUGE needles and she taught me how to cast on and knit. When I got back to New York I got some smaller needles and one of my friends was able to teach me some more.
Here’s a picture of the first knitting lesson, Erin was 9 and I was 22. You can tell from this picture, we both took the lesson very seriously!