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First Beading Memory

I was ten when I first picked up needle and thread. For some strange reason I cannot recall, Dee Ann's mother decided it might be fun to teach a room full of nine and ten year olds how to make a peyote stitched needle case. With diagonal stripes nonetheless. Yikes. Sounds like a disaster waiting to happen.

Mrs. Cruz proceeded to instruct us. Since my memory of fourth grade is a little foggy, I don't quite remember the details. I do however recall that several people had quite a lot of difficulty. When I went up to Mrs. Cruz and Mrs. Jaramillo (my fourth grade teacher) to see if I was doing it right, Mrs. J looked straight at me and said, "No." No explanation of how to fix it. Nothing. Go sit back down and keep trying. Of course I insisted I was, the stubborn little brat I was. Little did I know that years later I would later develop a liking for free form peyote stitch, where increasing by accident poses very few problems. Those were my humble beginnings!

I remember th…