“I don’t sew” said one of the boys in my art for disengaged youth class.”Hmm”, I said. “Do you mean you can’t sew, you don’t know how to sew, or you don’t want to sew?” “I suppose all of those” he replied. “I’m here to teach you how to sew if you want to learn. What will you do when you move out of home and the buttons fall off your shirt?” I asked. “I’ll just buy a new shirt” he answered. “Okay, perhaps you might like to draw instead.” As he started drawing, the others got to work, designing patterns, picking fabric, cutting and sewing. They were having fun, comparing designs and chosen materials. Most made up their own patterns but the lizard and waving monster were patterns from a book called softies 22 friends for you to sew,knit and crochet. He quietly said, “I suppose I may as well do one of those things”. “Great, let’s get you started”. You can see Mr I Don’t Sew’s work in the final photograph. I thought it was rather wonderful, and I think, so did he.