I think I can say I will forever be a student. I actually think it is pretty okay to say most people will forever be a student, although we all know people out there who wouldn’t admit to that.
I can also say I wasn’t always the best student. There are somethings I just can’t wrap my brain around, and other things I excel at. Again this is a statement that applies to many other people.
But what I am saying now is that I am a student and Hungary and the people here are my classroom and teachers. I can’t even tell you all of the things I have learned, but I can list a few. From learning different words in Hungarian, to learning about the history. I learn how to deal with different people and how to teach as well. I have learned different art techniques and how to use them to help others. I have learned quite a bit on my journey so far, but today I learned something new that I hadn’t expected to.
This morning Nóra asked me if I knew how to… then she showed me yarn and moved her hand around a bi, and I concluded she meant knitting (since she was gesturing with both hands like needles). I told her yes, I learned how to knit in middle school and my brain decided it was a skill I needed to remember so I haven’t forgotten it. Anyway, Nóra told me that we would be having a guest come to Told (one of the villages I work in) to show some women there how to knit socks and asked if I would like to go. I told her that all I knew how to knit were scarves and shawls, but that I would be happy to learn. So Nóra sent me on my way to Told to get some knowledge.
The women and I getting some basic information about the structure of a knitted sock.
One thing I was told before leaving the school was that it wasn’t know if my new teacher would speak English. On top of that everyone I was headed to Told with were non English speakers. I will admit I was a bit nervous, but I also knew that I could watch and listen and try my best to figure things out. Still, in the car I was really wondering if I would manage this new venture.
Well I get to Told and meet Erzsébet. Erzsébet is a super cool lady who is from an area around Budapest. She speaks English, she thinks poorly but I told her I could understand her and that she was great, and I am relieved that I may understand what is happening. First, Erzsébet goes over some of the basic information we will need; number of stitches, lengths, foot sizes, etc. I actually understand what she is saying, when she tells me in English, which is still saying something because I have never been able to read knitting directions.
Next, Erzsébet goes over casting stitches onto the knitting needles. She does it differently then I do, not surprising because I have met so many people who all use a different way to cast their stitches, but I make sure to watch carefully because a.) I don’t know if I need to do it this specific way for socks, and b.) I am always curious to see these different methods.
Casting stitched onto knitting needles.
Once everyone had this first step, we proceeded with some basic knitting practice. I take it that all the women at this lesson had at least some knitting experience, but some had more then others and it was a good time to go over things.
Sadly after this point most of the women had to leave for something else. I was sad that this would be the end of the lesson, but Erzsébet worked with me individually since we had time left and showed me the different processes I would need to do to make a full sock.
Erzsébet was so nice. When I had questions she answered me, although she had to ask me to slow down my speaking, I can talk a bit too quickly for people trying to understand English. She showed me each thing and would show me again if I asked. She really took her time.
She also asked me questions about myself and what I was doing in Hungary. She told me some about her life and her family and why she started knitting socks. Erzsébet even asked if I would come visit her!!! Of course I said “YES.” I really meet the most incredible people here and I love them all. It is really amazing that I get opportunities like these in my life.
So this is the beginning of my first ever sock. I know it doesn’t look like much now, but I am hoping for the best. My original start from Told was my practice for learning the techniques I would later need to use for the heel and the toe of the sock so that had to be unraveled so I could start a real one. Here’s hoping for the best and for something that comes out looking like a sock.
I hope everyone at home is well. I will be sharing more stories soon so as always keep your eyes open. Until then, keep your feet warm.