Today was a long day in the middle of a long week and a long month. A couple kids came over asking to play, and I agreed. I sat in the community space and pulled out a onesie I am embroidering for a friend’s baby, and started to work.
A couple kids held their interest with Angry Birds, but a couple of twelve-year-old girls looked on as I threaded my needle. It was one of those “Why not?” moments I have quite often in our lives here, and I asked if they wanted to sew, too. I got an enthusiastic yes, so I brought out a couple pieces of spare fabric I had, some embroidery thread, needles, and scissors.
At first I thought they’d embroider, so I suggested they cut out a square of fabric. Instead, they cut out shirts, holding the fabric up to them and measuring with their fingers. And so we had a sewing night.
Chit Ne Oo finished her shirt first. Though she had measured it against herself, I think she discovered as she went along that it probably wasn’t going to fit her twelve-year-old self. She called for Yuh Meh Oo, the smallest eight-year-old I’ve seen, to try it on.
That didn’t work either.
So they moved on to Awh Awh Lay, a three year old, who was obviously thrilled to be the chosen model.
And this is probably my favorite set of photos of the night. Mwei Mwei made a shirt for herself, and was pretty determined it was going to fit. She just kept trying–