Ok; my story!
Nearly 70 years ago at infant school, when teachers were very strict, we were taught the art..
The teacher cast on some stitches on small wooden needles, then sent me to my place to work them.. THEY WERE SO TIGHTLY CAST ON I could not get the second needle in and sat there terrified lest she find out...
Moving forward, the first thing we made was a doll's scarf.. I will remember all my life the deep humiliation of being sent to every classroom in Infants and Juniors with my holey effort..
it put me off knitting.. In those days all our jerseys etc were hand knitted and there was only wool. But no way would I go near that again.......
THEN! Suddenly in my late teens! No idea why but suddenly I started knitting,.Not plain things but Aran sweaters.. Must have been a trigger but it evades me... and from then on I was a "knitter". totally addicted. I have always earned from it as well as knitting for the babies of all my friends....,
When I lived in the North Isles, worked for the Aran export industry, then, here , at street markets and craft fairs, funding for the babies my faith family save.
Such a joy for me and when I cannot sleep or am worried, it helps. seeing a ball of yarn become a hat, gloves....
and all from a scared child!
Do try ? it is worth the effort.. and any other tales and.... yarns....?