Photo credit Ingrid Oyen
Teaching sewing classes in Chicago is a dream come true
I mentioned in a previous post what it took to put it out to the Universe that I was a teacher. Except, I have always been a teacher. When I was in high school everyone assumed that I was going to be a teacher. Yet, my sophomore year of college I had to go and visit a high school and junior high and I realized that I did not want to teach high school or junior high. I also really did not want to teach grade school. That left me with, what?
I am an English major and so it made sense that I would teach English, right. I got my Masters in English and I almost had my certificate in teaching, except it required an internship and I was working full time. I still could teach at community colleges. I toyed with that idea a couple of times and who knows, maybe I will teach English some day.
I was a substitute teacher last year and while I loved the little buggers (especially the 4th graders) there was no way I was going back to school so I could do it full time. I did have a lot of fun teaching them the some what gorier aspects of the French Revolution.
I have taught employees. I have held training's for staff on multiple occasions on multiple topics. I did a training on grants in Iraq. I've done computer training's and orientation training's. I like to think that I have mentored staff. Who knows, maybe they disagree!
Last year I was at the Lincoln Inn in DeKalb, IL having lunch with my family. We had gone out there to go to Josie's, one of our favorite antique stores. I saw a friend I used to work with years ago at Cracker Jax. We did not have time to talk and catch up, but she said excitedly, "I made my daughter's dress. Remember I used to be so afraid to sew, but you told me I could do it and so I told myself that Kandy said I could do it and I did."
I teach because seeing people's faces when they realize that they can do it, and that this mystical thing called sewing is actually not that hard is absolutely freaking fabulous. I have heard so many stories of people who's mother's, grandmother's or grandfather's were seamstresses or tailors (hmmmm what would be the appropriate gender neutral term) and they always wish that they had learned how to sew. Sewing is a connection to our past as well as a really useful skill for the present.
I am so glad that there are adventurous folks out there who are willing to take a class and learn a new skill. If you are interested in learning how to sew, while the March 7th Dabble class is sold out, there is another Wardrobe Revamp class at Meandering Design on March 28th. Come join us. Or, I am always available for individual lessons.
By the way the photo is somewhat meta. It is a photo taken with my iphone and micro photojojo lens of a photo my friend Ingrid Oyen took of the Chicago Cultural Center. It captures part of the quote written at the base of the dome by Joseph Addison, "Books are the legacies that a great genius leaves to mankind which are delivered down from generation to generation as presents to the posterity of those who are yet unborn."
Originally Published 2/26/13