Often in my classroom, I knit. Sometimes quietly behind my desk, sometimes smack dab in front of students from 22 different countries. I consider it a better option than nipping at a bottle and so I knit.

This has created interest and sharing with/among the students about the fiber arts. One is crocheting little white booties for the baby no one in class but me knows she is carrying.









Another is working on a baby blanket for a baby who is already here. But today, TODAY I was speechless when my student from Congo, Brazzaville - Yes that Congo, as in Darfur, Year of conflict, the worst place on the planet for children, Congo- showed me this .

She taught herself to "yarn" she said to help her not be nervous. Someone gave her the yarn. She didn't have a hook so she made one...

Out

of

AN OLD COFFEE STIRRER...

Did you GET that? Are you as Humbled as I am?

AN OLD COFFEE STIRRER!