The Scarf That Kept Growing
Ingrid decided to knit a scarf for her father. Her neighbor Mrs. Pell showed her how to cast on twenty stitches and how to wrap the yarn around the needle.
Ingrid worked on the scarf every evening. The rows built up slowly, like a green hill. But after a week, she noticed a problem. The scarf was not straight. It was wide at the bottom and thin in the middle, and it bulged out like a bowling pin.
"I think I am adding stitches by accident," she told Mrs. Pell.
Mrs. Pell counted. The scarf now had twenty-six stitches in some rows and twenty-three in others. "You are splitting the yarn and making little extras," she said. "Try counting at the end of every row."
Ingrid wanted to pull out the whole scarf and start again. But Mrs. Pell said, "Look at it as a map of everything you have learned." So Ingrid left the lumpy part where it was and began counting each row.
The rest of the scarf came out neat and even. It was a little wobbly at one end, but her father did not mind. He wore it to the bus stop on the first cold morning.
"It is the only scarf in town with a belly," he joked, and he wore it all winter.