A couple of years ago, I tried to pass on my love of quilting to a friend that kept admiring my quilts. I even gave her a sewing machine and bunches of fabric because she kept asking me if I could teach her. She never did anything with them, despite me offering several times to come over and help her. I think she just wanted me to make her a quilt of her own. I hated asking her back for the machine and the fabric because I would have felt like an Indian giver. Looking back on it, I wish I would not have been so generous without knowing for sure she was going to follow through. (She had four kids and I didn't want them in my house, unsupervised while we sewed, hence why I gave her the machine to use at her house.)