Where was I?

These past two weeks have flown by. It was Sewing Camp for the two granddaughters and my refugee friend Malita. The grand girls knew the ropes and did quite will on their own. Casey designing bags out of old t-shirts and Sydney completing three sets of Cafe curtains for their cabins before launching into a bag she designed (actually drew a picture of and constructed) then on to a couple of paper pieced pillow tops. Malita, on the other hand.... Attention span of a four year old (she is 12). Figured out the operation of the machine quite readily but was not interested much in making anything until she was pretty much ordered to "get to work". She would bring fabulous African printed yardage and spend the day hemming the raw edges. Then one day she commenced to CUTTING, with a rotary cutter, willy nilly, a lovely piece. I told her that was unacceptable and we salvaged the cut off ends and turned them into a blouse. She was pleased with that. I was hoping her mom could come to the last class so she could get some instruction on the machine but she was called into work.

All in all it was a tiring but very rewarding two weeks. Malita got a brand new sewing machine out of it. The grand girls got their mechanical machines upgraded to electronic ones.