One year in grade school, we put together an "All About Me" book. It was a collection of writing samples, drawings, etc that we had completed throughout the school year.
One of our writing prompts was, "Write one page about something you learned to do recently."
I couldn't think of anything interesting, so I totally BS-ed it. I wrote all about my grandma teaching me how to knit. I think she had tried once to teach me a couple of years earlier, but I didn't really get it. In my paper, however, I wrote all about how she had successfully taught me to knit, and how I practiced all the time and was someday going to knit her a sweater. Frankly, my only concern was finishing the paper so I could go hunt for frogs in the neighbor's window well.
I had all but forgotten the "All About Me" book by the next time we visited my grandparents, but my mom had been very touched by the knitting story. As we were driving to Dekalb for the weekend she said, "Oh Lauren! I brought that book you made at school to show Grandma and Grandpa. I just know Grandma's going to love that one you wrote about her! I marked it with a post it note so she can read it."
Surely I was going to get it. Grandma would recognize my fabrication and tell my mom that I had lied to my teacher and I would be grounded and no one would ever trust me again! I think my heart was racing and my face burning for the next 24 hours, until I realized that Grandma wasn't going to rat me out. Bless her little heart.
You know I'm going to share this with Grandma!!!!
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