Aggie's Afghans 
                by Anita G.
                Gorman 
                I like
                to crochet afghans. I make them in all sorts of
                colors and then try to sell them at those craft
                shows. I have to pay for a table on a Saturday
                morning at a church hall or a school usually. My
                afghans take me many hours, and I have to buy the
                yarn, so I figured that $200 would be a fair
                price. It's cheap when you think of how many
                hours it takes to do the afghan, and there is
                lots of yarn involved. 
                The
                first time I set up my afghans I also had some
                scarves that I knitted. I was charging $20 for
                them. 
                I really
                take pride in the colors I use, colors other
                people don't always think of. Maybe orange and
                pink or yellow and orange, or a multi-colored
                yarn with a different multi-colored yarn.
                Sometimes people would comment on my colors. 
                "You
                do pick unusual hues," one woman said to me. 
                Another
                one said, "We don't usually see handmade
                items with those rather imaginative colors,"
                or something like that. I was proud. 
                But no
                one bought anything. I didn't want to lower the
                price, so I just sat there all day. I lost $50,
                since that was what it cost me to rent a table. 
                The next
                time I was at a craft show, I raised the price of
                the afghans to $250. It was still a fair price.
                After all, I would have made much more money
                working as a waitress in a restaurant. I raised
                the price of the scarves to $25. I liked that--it
                made the scarves look so much cheaper than the
                afghans. 
                Every
                time a possible customer came by I smiled and
                said hello. Someone told me that was important.
                Eye contact, that's what my friend Janice told me.
                Always look them in the eye and they'll feel
                guilty if they don't buy something. That's what
                Janice said. 
                There
                must have been a lot of guilt floating around the
                middle school gym that day. I smiled. They smiled.
                We looked each other in the eye. Then they would
                make a comment. 
                "My
                grandmother used to make afghans like these.
                Pretty much the same pattern. But she never mixed
                fuchsia and red. That's different." 
                Another
                woman said something like this. "My mom used
                to make afghans just like that. Not with those
                colors, of course. She gave them away to all her
                friends and relatives. I still have some. Her
                colors were more, shall we say, subtle and
                traditional. You're really brave to combine
                garish colors like those." 
                I smiled,
                but I wasn't sure what she meant by garish. I
                lost another $50 that day. But I did crochet all
                day, both times I was at the craft show. I made a
                lot of progress on my new afghan. It's puce and
                purple. 
                
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