Unforgettable first time

My life is full of the first time, some are: cooking for the first time; brushing the bowl for the first time; and riding the bicycle for the first time, etc. Most of these things have been forgotten, but one piece is still in my mind, that is, the first time I sew the sheets.

I remember when I was 11 years old, one night I had a nightmare, screaming at the sheets unconsciously and only listening to the slamming.

When I got up the next morning, I found that my foot had penetrated the sheet in the quilt. Then I pulled out my foot no matter what, and finally I picked up the quilt with my hand and used all my strength to make my foot back. The slamming foot was pulled out, but once I saw the sheet, I had a hole in it. I stayed for a while, I don't know what to do? I am very afraid of my mother, but there is no way. Suddenly I thought of a way: I didn't find out that my mother had to make up a piece before I found it.

I looked for the same floral cloth as the sheets in the closet, and I looked around. what! Finally found. I was looking for the piece of cloth that fell a little, and I found a needle and a thread in the needle box. Then I made a mistake again. How is this needle used? So I remembered that when my mother sewed the clothes, I first put the thread into the eye above the needle. It was very difficult to light it. I couldn’t wear it after wearing it for ten times. My eyes were bright: I slammed the line with my hand. I made the thread as thin as the tip of the needle. I wore it and I actually put it in. Next, I made a big knot in the line as my mother got, and now everything is ready. I messed in the needle and tied it out a few times. It will be sewn in a while. Well, I sewed well. I just wanted to take the sheets and enjoy them. I just picked them up. Worse, I sewed the sheets together. So I cut and sewed again, and it would be fine for a while.

I saw this "unscathed" sheet, and my heart was full of joy.

Sixth grade: Dream 886