The Story of the Sewing Machine

Hello. I am a Sewing Machine. I have a little needle that loves to be busy. It goes up and down, up and down, making tiny stitches that hold things together. Before I was born, making clothes was very, very slow work. People used their hands and a small needle to make one little stitch at a time. Poke, pull. Poke, pull. It took such a long time just to make one cozy shirt. People’s fingers would get so tired from all that hard work, but they kept stitching to make warm clothes for their families.

Then, a kind man named Barthélemy Thimonnier who lived in a place called France had a very clever idea. He was a tailor, and he made clothes all day long. He wanted to find a faster, easier way to sew so he could help more people. He watched and he thought, and then, around the year 1830, he created me. I was so excited. I had a special hook needle that could dance and loop the thread. I could make stitches much faster than a person could by hand. It felt like magic to go stitch, stitch, stitch, all in a nice, straight line. I was ready to help.

Soon, I started helping make clothes for lots of people. Instead of just one shirt, we could make many shirts, pants, and dresses. It made me so happy to see everyone in their new, cozy clothes. As time went on, other smart people helped me grow and learn new tricks. They made me stronger and faster. Today, I still love to help people create wonderful things. I help make beautiful dresses for dancing, strong backpacks for school, and soft teddy bears for hugging. I am so proud that I get to help people share their creativity with the world.

Reading Comprehension Questions

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Answer: A kind man named Barthélemy Thimonnier.

Answer: It goes up and down to stitch things together.

Answer: Dresses, backpacks, and soft teddy bears.