I cheated once when I was in the eighth grade. Mrs. Nod, a very patient woman with an enormous sense of humor, was my geography teacher at the time who had given our class an assignment to memorize the fifty states and their capitols. For some reason, I couldn't remember the exact location of several states on the map and so right before the test, I wrote the troublesome states on the palm of my left hand for assistance. I knew this wasn't right. I was a good student and usually worked very hard for my grades, even in junior high school, nevertheless, I cheated... and didn't get caught. The guilt I later felt over that A that hadn't been earned was enough to end my cheating career for good. A decision I didn't regret until a couple of months ago.
|queen st. mitts by glenna c.|
Back in December I held a giveaway for a pair of fingerless mitts I had knit up using a soft merino wool that had been home spun and dyed. I appreciate all of the wonderful ladies who participated in that contest and I was very happy that KC won them fair and square. However, Gnu Gnu, a dear reader and friend of the family, wrote in for the mitts as well, and expressed how she had entered every one of my contests over the last three years and had yet to win. Gnu Gnu has been very sick for several months with a cancer that has returned after she had been in remission for several years. When I learned about how sick she was, I thought of the contest and at once wished I had rigged it-felt guilty that I hadn't.
|Route 2 colorway by Plucky Knitter|
However, regret has a way of propelling us into action in an effort to fix things. And so these mitts were knit up to do just that. Women in churches all over the world have been known to knit prayer shawls for those in need with the idea that attached to each stitch is a prayer for comfort and if possible, healing. I want to will these mitts to have the same outcome- cheat the cancer this time around. If there was ever a test that required some cheating, it would be this one. Why not, damn it.