A Wee Birthday Wish

photo credit: kalexanderson via photopin

photo credit: kalexanderson via photopin

My Nana is a very special lady. She is kind and giving women. Funny and oh so entertaining, mind you everything sounds more entertaining in her wee Scottish accent. She gives her time so generously, between volunteering at daycares, retirement homes and friends, she does manage to find time for her self for book clubs, bus tours and badminton. Yes, you heard me, badminton. She kicks butt at it too. She also finds the time to teach me how to knit.

As long as I can remember, when my Nana comes to visit,  she brings her water bottle and a little bag full of wool and knitting needles for what ever project she may be working on. She will sit and converser with everyone in the room, while at the same time she is knitting away. How she keeps count is beyond me. I have to be alone so that I can count and when I drop a stitch, I wouldn’t want any witnesses for the horrible words that slip out of my mouth.

Well today is her birthday, I don’t dare share her age, as she is much more fit then me and can and will chase me down.

Happy Birthday Nana! May we all take a page from your book and feel like we’re  25 all the time.

When I was a little girl, I remember sitting on the edge of the itchy couch, watching my Nana knit away. I can’t remember what it was at the time but I remember it was black wool. I would sit and just watch in amazement how fast she could knit and that at the end of it all, it was something function like a hat or a sweater.

I asked her to teach me how to knit and she did.

She had me knitting squares. Oh these were the saddest squares you had ever seen. They would start off really, really tight and by the end I had half the stitches I was suppose too.

The first couple times, I would show Nana, she would say, “Yck, No Ashley, let start again and do it like this.” She must have unravelled my lop sided square a million times (OK maybe not a million, more like 30). Along the way, I would drop a stitch, she would pick it back up for me. My row would be so tight that I couldn’t get my needle in to knit it, so Nana would take off a couple rows and loosen it up for me. I loved learning how to knit.

Nana didn’t coddle me, but she didn’t scolded me either. She taught me the facts and that was that.

Now, its funny. I ask her a questions and it, “Oh, Ashley I don’t know, I’m not very good at teaching” I manage to get an answer out of her because she is a great teacher but she tells me to go look it on that tube (YouTube).

My Mum doesn’t knit, but I’m sure that there will be a hobby or a project that Scarlett will want her GG to teach her and she will carry it through life.

 Happy Birthday Nana! Thank you for all you have shown and taught me. Here is to another year to learn so much more from you!

 

xoxo Ashley

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