So I completed a little 4 by 9 rectangle that'll form the middle of one of the blankets I'm making. I used up part of the vibrant pink and one of the fluffy blues to do it but it looks really nice. Apart from that I thought it might be nice to tell the tale of how I learned to knit.
Once long ago in a high school far away from my college there was a girl named Lily. Lily knew how to knit, having learned it from her older sister. One Monday Lily brought a skein of yarn into school, and toted it around to all of her classes. After school that day Lily went to anime club and sat down and began to knit. Suddenly next to her sat one of the juniors in the club (I'll give you three guesses the first two don't count) and the junior commented on how pretty the knitting was. So Lily decided to teach her, it was a slow and painstaking process. The junior hadn't been very smart and had bought hard to use yarn that broke very easily, she also had a terrible tenancy to make her stitches very tight which resulted in several castings being useless. Finally through much exasperation Lily managed to get her started. The junior worked and worked and finally ended up (two years later) with a scarf that had gotten out of hand and had morphed into a 2 foot by 5 foot length. This over, the now senior had to rely to going online to remind her how to cast on... the casting on she had learned two years ago but not used since. And ever since that day there has been knitting in the kingdom.
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