Sisterhood of the Dropped Stitches

the sisterhood of the dropped stitches Extracted 1 threads from 0207-9-780373-87420-0-exw.pdf Untitled Article 01: Untitled A spiders life cant help being something of a mess, with all this trapping and eating flies. Charlottes Web, E. B. White Rebecca Snyder read this quote to us six years ago at our first Sisterhood meeting. Ive had it in my journal since then, scratched in pencil on the back of a Juicy Fruit gum wrapper. oeI never thought Id live like an insect, Rebecca said after that with a discouragement I sensed was rare for her even though I didnt know her well that first night. oeBut, look at meI have way too much in common with the spider, especially all that messy part. We were all quiet for a minute. oeAt least we dont need to eat any flies, Carly Winston finally added softly. She wasnt being funny. Wed all had our share of eating strange things lately. oeChemo is bad enough. The silence stretched even longer after that. Each one of us was thinking of the flies or the chemo or both. Rose could barely keep us focused on knitting that night. She showed us how to hold our new # 19 needles, which are the big needles that beginners use when they learn to knit. I wish I could say we all agreed to call ourselves the Sisterhood of the Dropped Stitches that first night, but it wouldnt be true. My names Marilee Davidson and I have been voted to be the one to tell you how we started six years ago. I have everyones permission to tell you how it was with us back then, and Im writing it all down in this journal. We are seventy-five percent surethe vote is three to one that we will try to place this journal where others can read it so, if youre reading it now, I guess we finally all decided to let our story go forth and speak to who it will. Anyway, the first thing you need to know is that on our first night together we couldnt agree on anything, not even a name. RebeccaBecca for shortwanted to call us The Bald Ones although most of us hadnt become bald yet and werent looking forward to it. Ill admit I argued with Becca over this. Only she would even want a name like The Bald Ones. I thought Becca was strange at first because of the quote and the name suggestion, but I gradually came to realize that it was just the way she met life jumping ahead to the problems. When we started, Becca was sixteen, dark-haired and vigorous. She had an opinion about everything and pounded into life even though she was sick. Picture that bunny on television who advertises the batteries. That was Becca, only she was skinnier than the bunnyshe made me promise to add that and was smooth-sTronstad, Janet is the author of 'Sisterhood of the Dropped Stitches ', published 2007 under ISBN 9780373874200 and ISBN 0373874200.