I was both excited and apprehensive about sewing. But I was As I was eager to get started. I knew our teacher Mrs Scott from our cooking lessons so knowing her helped me feel a little better but then an unknown figure entered the sewing room.
At first I thought that she was just talking to Miss Scott for well something (the way teachers do sometimes) but to my surprise she was going to help us sow this term. The lady who stood standing in front of the class was Miss Barrow, the sowing teacher of Edgewater College. After Miss Scott introduced us to her (reverse) we organised ourselves into partners (my partner was Jose) and sat down opposite ‘Bernina’ our so called new best friend.
We uncovered her, she was not very big but I figured she was probably ten years plus. Glancing around the room I estimated she had 12 duplicate sisters and 4 identical brothers. ‘Bernina’ was our sewing machine. Sarcastically I greeted ‘Bernina’ wondering if she would magically respond, but I guess I was just daydreaming. We practiced sewing patterns without the thread to get used to maneuvering the fabric ( but just paper at that time). A couple of minutes later students poured into the room and we had to pack up as fast as light. Later we were in the hallway (again) but now waiting in a line to the kitchen. In the kitchen we did an activity about sewing (I forgot about what specifically) and went back to school.
Bernina
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