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Previous Challenge Entry (Level 3 – Advanced)
Topic: Sewing (02/22/07)

TITLE: Mother sewed, I donít, (much)
By Annette Agnello
02/24/07


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My mother used to sew out of necessity. By the time I was born all the sewing she did was quilts or doll clothes. She must have saved every scrap of material from everything she ever made. I had a quilt that she would identify a piece as coming out of pajamas she made for my oldest brother long before I was born or from a tie she made for daddy. Who makes ties anyway? Mother also made hats that is even stranger. But the tiniest scraps ended up in doll clothes. Barbie had a red wool suit with a red velvet top. I never saw anything else my mother ever made from velvet, and very little from wool. I was grateful but less grateful than I should have been. I had the most throughly outfitted Barbies in town business suits and sun dresses. I wanted her to have flashy evening clothes. Mother thought house dresses and aprons were more important. I wanted to be the princess in the tower or Snow White she would rather I be a homemaker or an office worker.

I liked to do crafts, knitting, crochet, or beadwork, among others. I did not like being trapped in one room with the sewing machine. I could take needle point with me anywhere. I actually did a cross stitch clock and several needlepoint music boxes. But sewing had little interest for me most of the time. Finally I came up with an idea for a quilt where all the squares were made with one pattern piece arranged in different positions to get totally different looking squares. After making 21 squares I couldnít look at another scrap of fabric. Once the pattern was drawn it was boring to cut out the little triangles and fit them into squares, and sewing was even worse.

Because I never expected to do anything else with the dream of making a quilt I gave away the squares I had made and the pattern, when I was moving. Edith made them into a small quilt and gave it back to me for a wedding present. I have done a lot of hand sewing since getting married; mainly hemming. I still prefer other crafts to just plain sewing. I will always be grateful what I did was completed, even if it was not by me. Now all these years later, I see my favorite shirt, the stuffed frog I made, and the skirt that was impossible to match with a blouse. Gingham I used to do chicken scratch embroidery on,as well as the dark blue dress I made and the hounds tooth skirt my mother made mixed in with the tiny print I got to covered the doll house furniture. I understand now why my quilt mother made for me when I was a child was loaded with memories for mother. It reminds me of times I sewed. I enjoy the things that were sewn just not the sewing.


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Virginia Gorg03/02/07
This sounds like a true story. I like to sew, but I've never attempted a quilt. What a neat gift.
Catrina Bradley 03/08/07
I have a stack of those triangles somewhere, myself. :) Very nice memories - if you worked on punctuation a little this would be even better. Good job, and thanks for sharing.