Saturday's Storyteller: "Here. I'll teach you how to sew."
by Belinda Roddie Here. I'll teach you how to sew. The machine's not so scary, love; see, it won't attack your fingers. There, watch as the thread dances through the needle's eye. Its eye is not for seeing, but instead for string theory. We'll take some old fabric of mine. We'll make a weird quilt of scraps to help you stitch in straight lines. We'll learn how to do this by pedal and by hand. Soon, you'll have a scarf to wear, or a new patch streaked with pride on your denim jacket. Sure, sometimes, we can just iron them on, but other times? The zig zag pattern is your friend. I know the sewing machine frightened you when you were younger. You would always hide in your room when I worked with it, finding solidarity with the family cat as you snapped on your headphones and let pop music pound in your ears. That feline friend was the company you needed as I waged a cacophonous war against rips and tears and homemade Halloween costumes. You may have s...