A few months ago, I offered the Jouberton Branch Relief Society a Saturday activity so we scheduled it for Saturday, June 22nd. I decided on a sewing project and found a cute bag pattern on line. I used the coordinating fabric technic that we use for making quilt tops (as best I could with the kind of fabric stores we have here), made a sample, showed the ladies, and sent around a sign up sheet.
I told them that if they signed up that meant they had to come and make their bag.
They've not had much participation in their meetings but the reason is that they don't really do anything - just get together and talk. They've also had trouble getting sisters to help clean the church so I told them that if I was going to provide the time and materials for the bags, and the Branch was going to provide the food, they could donate some time to clean the church so put a star by their name if they would come early and clean. There were eight sisters who said they'd come clean. Sometimes you just have to spell it out for them. So I thought I might have five or six ladies interested - nope the whole branch - about 22 ladies. I didn't invite the young women because they already have their cute scripture bags. I didn't think I'd have all 22 ladies but I went a head and prepared 25 bags just in case. I prepared the bags so all that was left was to sew straight lines (with lines to follow) on the handles and sew the two pieces together and turn. I had three different colors - the rest of the fabric from my bag, bright red, yellow, and blue stripes, and a cute blue and yellow print. Elder Bishop and I made reservations at a nearby motel because we certainly weren't going to drive home Saturday afternoon and then back Sunday morning. Besides, we weren't sure how long it would take us to get the bags done and I wanted to make sure the sisters went home with finished bags. I was a little nervous because if I only had a few sisters, I'd have a lot of bags left over. And if I had 22 ladies, how was I going to help them all sew - none of them had ever used a machine before. Well............18 ladies showed up!!
We had three sewing machines. I was probably threading a needle. I had my nose in a sewing machine from 12:00 until 4 p.m.
None of them had ever sewn before but they weren't afraid to jump right it.
Don't you love it! Grandma Maria brought her hand crank machine. She made three bags on that little machine - so cute.
Neither one of these ladies had any idea what they were doing:) When it looked like we wouldn't get any bags finished, I just started standing behind each sister and while they pushed the pedal I said go, stop and guided the fabric. That way they felt like they were sewing but we were getting them done.
I think I was unpicking in this picture but I surprisingly didn't unpick very much and we didn't break one needle! After so long I could see that we would have to skip one step in order to get them done - that was the angle stitching on to make the bag flat on the bottom but it didn't make any difference to them. They love them.
So after our four hour marathon - we finished all 25 bags. I was exhausted and hungry but pleased with the success.

