While trying to organize my various stacks of knitting patterns/papers, I happened upon this short story I wrote in the 4th grade. I can say with certainty that my writing skills have improved. I present to you, spelling mistakes and all…
Alan Dart’s Howdy Pardner
Photo from Simply Knitting, Issue 44.
- The Knitting Cowboy by Susan, 4th grade
Once there was a lonesome cowboy. He lived in the desert. He just loved to knit. He knitted clothes, blankets and about everything you could imagine. He got so hot from the sweaters he spent all day in his pool. He had no friends except a hamster.
He got so lonesome he thought of delivering newspapers. But he was more fond of knitting.
Mayby he could knit sweaters, sell them, collect all the money, and move. He didn’t have enough yarn for a sweater so he thought he could count up all his money and buy some pretty colored yarn.
He found only $1.03. He needed $2.50 for one ball of yarn. He had to sell his hamster. He sold his hamster.
He bought 16 balls of yarn. After 2 weeks he knitted 6 sweaters, 4 blankets, and 6 scarves. He sold them and moved to the city.
He bought a house with many rooms. He got married. He had two girls. He bought his hamster back. The lonesome cowboy was never lonesome again.
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What possessed me to write a story about a cowboy who knits I’ll never know. Back in the 4th grade I wasn’t interested in westerns or knitting (as I am now). Just think, that cowboy must have carpal tunnel from knitting so much in just 2 weeks! And that poor hamster! Anyway, this story sure beats the one I wrote and illustrated in 1st grade about a Christmas tree and a cat. Although come to think of it, that Christmas tree story won some kind of award. In any case, I’ve decided not quit my day job to become the next Stephanie Pearl-McPhee…
That story is the BEST!!! I’m dying to hear and see the Christmas tree and the Cat!
Ooooh, I don’t think that’ll be happening anytime soon. Really, no. One story is enough, I think.
I’m still laughing. Beats the report on Pneumonia Sally Braun and I coped from the Encylopedia Brittanica!
Are you going to knit the cowboy? He’s really cute, er, I mean, uh, manly and rugged.
I hadn’t considered knitting the cowboy, but I may, only because he fits in with my story. I’m casting on the Isotope hat tonight from the new Knotions, so this guy will have to wait his turn…
I think the best part is that someone bought his hampster for $40.
And I think the spelling mistakes got me in a weird mindset, haha hamster not “hamPster”
Yeah, I did the math, too. I didn’t realize hamsters sold for so much!
Maybe it was a special rare breed or something. Or is it hampster? Now I’m all confused…
I laugh every time I read your story! What premonition you had. Do I have your story about the Christmas tree and the cat? It’s probably great, too.
And I think you really ought to knit up that cute cowboy….
Love, Mom
That is so cute!!!
Your story caught my eye. My Dad was a cowboy and he taught me to knit. Read my blog http://faithjordan–sofarsogood.blogspot.com/
Donna, your story is so sweet, thanks for sharing it! It’s great that your dad taught taught you to knit!