Thursday, February 23, 2012
The scanner continued to beep as the woman at the checkout evaluated me. I could tell she was inspecting my sweater. The green is very rich and the style different from what you would normally see so close to the university. Finally she remarked on my "beautiful sweater." I thanked her and proceeded to pay for my purchases. She kept looking until she asked the eventual question, "Someone didn't make that, did they?" Her voice conveyed respect, interest, and admiration. I told her that yes I had knit my sweater. She swooned as she called to another cashier telling her that I had made my sweater. With much praise they oohed and aahed over the garment including anyone nearby in the discussion. I was embarrassed yet pleased. I could turn ordinary yarn into a beautiful sweater. As I walked away I could hear her tell others about the woman and the green sweater. With a spring in my step. I wanted to turn around to tell her I had knit my socks too.