"Welcome back, everybody," Annie greeted them when they were ready to start, doing a little tiny headcount. "I don't think we scared anybody off with all the baking last week, so that's a good start to the semester!" She'd say that even if they lost half their members after one week, though.
Rilla glanced up from the gray sock she was knitting as she rocked Jims’ cradle with her foot.and smiled as well. “Today, we decided to talk a little bit about giving back,” she said. “In my time, my country is fighting in a great war. The boys at the front need warm blankets and new socks, so I’ve learned to knit!”
She’d gotten much better at it, fortunately. There weren’t many soldiers out there with two heels on one foot.
Annie... was not going to be doing nearly as well. "I haven't done this ever, by the way. So if you haven't done it, don't worry, we'll get through this together. Besides, if people need socks, then it's worth learning something new to give them to them." If only one could make socks with optimism, because this was going to be interesting.
And she hadn’t even learned about double pointed needles yet! Rilla had a stack of them ready for the girls, and passed out a
pattern that was written in knitting code. “We’ll start with casting on 40 stitches and dividing it out onto three needles,” she said. “And then making sure they all are facing the correct direction.”
That could take most of the meeting.
Rilla had obviously taken to speaking a different language with that, because Annie understood not a word of it. "...Ask Rilla if you have any questions!"