When I was a "Gay-Note" I learned how to embroidery! When I was a "Fire-Fly" I learned to knit!!! (My favorite!) When I was a "Laurel" I leaned to crochet!!!
I must be way older than you, Laurel because the year I learned to crochet, we were called "Merry Hands". Aren't you glad you learned such useful skills?
I'm probably one of the only Mormons that didn't take piano lessons just because every Mormon is expected to be talented. I just like it. In fact...I don't even think I played a single church song.
I remember sneaking off to play in the curtains on the stage. When I was a kid, they were HUGE! And so much fun to pull, to hear that metal scraping sound. So much fun to twirl into them like they were a giant, vertical blanket.
Oddly enough, when I was younger and I used to really dislike sewing and never could get the hang of it. Fast forward like many years when I was like 23 and I picked up sewing for costuming and I LOVE it now. Mormons where teaching me for all the wrong reasons.
I hated having to procure those little trinkets and crawl a ladder to reach a fake mormon goal.
My mom would sign off on home tasks without reading the rules. I did far more work aroung the house and on the farm than was required and she didn't have the patience to parse it out the way it was written up.
That is what I found when I was a YW leader. Most of the girls (23) did these type of goals every single day--so I'd sit them down and go through the lists and ask, "Do you tend your siblings?" Yep. I'd sign it off.