7 March 2011
unschool monday :: unschooling me
It seems like ages since I applied myself to learning something new. I think I've been content with watching the owlets potter along on their learning journeys. I've learnt about them as they have grown and challenged me in so many ways... but I can't say I've picked up a new skill of my own for a while. Last monday I wrote that it was time I got back to the crafty stuff, both for my own benefit and for the owlets. It keeps things interesting around here when there's new stuff happening. So I'm knitting.
I actually studied knitting at university. But perhaps I didn't listen, or I wasn't interested, or I was too busy dreaming about Huz... I don't remember much of it. I remember struggling with the knitting machine, vaguely enjoying the results and being shocked when the teacher suggested I pick knitting as my major. I politely declined and then ran off to print stuff... then got a job as a sock designer, working with knit for about 10yrs. But I still can't knit. Not anything beyond garter stitch anyhow. Actually I knit garter stitch quite well now, having had lots of practice. So here I am with CIRCULAR needles, learning how to knit something more than a square.
I borrowed a bunch of books from the library, much to the interest of the google-age owlets. I've had a look around blogland and youtube and I think I'm ready to knit. Something. I anticipate much stopping and starting and growling as I try to follow a pattern, then change it to make it my own because much like big owlet, I don't usually like following the instructions to the letter. I've got lots of mentors around me too should I need. All the vital ingredients for any unschooling adventure. It should be interesting. And hopefully practical. I'm planning on knitting something for this tiny one...
Because she's small, so it should be quicker. She's also growing hugely, and quickly, so I need to work fast (I always work better with a deadline). And because she needs clothes. By the third owlet, the clothes just seem grottier and none of them fit. *sigh* So we begin again.