Last night I was teaching a Kids’ Knitting class. I just had one student, a young girl of perhaps seven or eight. She was a quiet, shy blonde.
As we worked away at the knitting, I tried to engage her in some conversation about her summer. To my utter surprise she told me she had been to a camp where she learned to dissect animals! She confided she wants to be a veterinarian when she grows up. I asked her what animals they had dissected and she said a worm. I wasn’t aware that such camps existed.
I doubt she’ll ever make much of a knitter. She did okay and worked steadily at her swatch but I think she found it all a bit boring. To be honest, that class is a bit boring, especially when there is only one student.