Master Classes

It was a master class

Every week at the kitchen table

This everyday room

Suddenly a hub creating extra income

Keeping busy

Lest I got lost

Underfoot

Making and baking

Nurtured

An insatiable love to cook

Their passion more than a feeling

Brooked in my body’s every nook

It was a master class

Every once in a while at the kitchen table

This everyday room

Suddenly a hub creating extra income

Keeping busy

Lest I get lost

Underfoot

Making and creating

Fevered

An inspirational need to manipulate textiles

Their passion more than a feeling

A busy mind captured -- impatient hands arrested

By Simone Beatrice Naik Noemdoe. Mamma, Nanna, Mammie and Daddy… you somehow managed to keep me busy, I never seemed to stray very far when you were baking and creating. Love You, 2012-04-08.