My Scarf (Sentimental Value) Essay

Anyone has something that they would consider as a sentimental value, exploit would be a scarf. Yes, a scarf, and this scarf is really special to me. Its not like any other scarf you would see on any shelves in any stores. This one is knitted and hand do by me and my grandmother. We made it together a long time ago when I was just six years old. I was always sneaking up on my grandmother when she would sit in her armchair and knit, I was fascinated of how she made it look so easy. And one day I asked her to teach me how to knit, at first I was really frustrated because no matter how thorny I tried I couldnt get it right. My grandmother was express emotion and saying to me that no one gets it right the first time and that I needed to be a little more patient and I would get it right. I was watching my grandmother carefully and I was reiterate every(prenominal) step after her and little by little with my grandmothers guidance I finally learned the basics of knitting. later on som e time I even learned how to make a couple of rows of stitches in a row. One day my grandmother asked me to abet her to knit a scarf and so we sat and we started working on it. After a couple of weeks when the scarf was make, I was so high-flown of myself because not all the girls my age could knit. So the minute it was done my granny knot said that I can have it now, that it is mine now, since I was participate in the making of it. I was overwhelmed when she told me that I can have it now. I would actually sleep wheelped in that scarf, would go outside with it, wrap my dolls in it, everything that could a child be possibly doing with it, Ive done it. And to this day I still have it in my closet and every time I take it out and look at it, it puts a smile on my face, no matter what kind of mood I am in. It always reminds me of my childhood and my kind grandma that taught me how to knit.Bibliography My personal bilgewater