I was nine or ten years of age when my great-grandmother first taught me how to crochet. At the time, I didn’t have the patience to learn to knit.
My great-grandmother use to design clothes for my mother’s dolls when she was a youngster, and when I was a baby, my mother knitted and crocheted beautiful blankets to adorn me in.
My mother also made lovely patterns and clothing with her sewing machine from the age of fifteen on up.
As a person with innovative ideas I was always extremely creative, having a natural flair to invent and to express.
I’ve indulged in an array of arts and crafts which I took great pleasure within and that occupied my time.
I enjoyed cross stitch, lanyard, and painting. I even constructed my own plaque at a workshop when I was fourteen years of age.
I sawed off a large piece of wood, sanded the surface to smooth out the texture, I then engraved words onto the wood, and polished the finishing touches out with shellac.
My mother kept the plaque hung upon her bedroom wall for years.
Talent and skill is big in my family, especially among some of us in particular. I know it is in my blood, as well as within my heart and soul to produce.
After all, I come from a maternal family of business owners who self made and who self asserted themselves.
I am an entrepreneur deep inside.
The little girl who caught on instantly to the fun and styles that attract the attention, and the vast interest within those who love to form and to design through the various and colorful materials of yarn, is the woman today who still likes to crochet until her finger burns, and gets tired from looping.
I love all the different type of hooked needles, combining the different type variety of threads, the different type of stitches, and the elaborate fashions of tedious yet challenging sets of needlework.
Daily Living, By Miss LaToya 