My mom started teaching me to crochet (at my request) when I was ten years old. We worked on a poncho together, and due to my inexperience as well as my waxing and waning interest at the time, that poncho took me four years to complete. Then, in high school, my crochet projects consisted of a series of afghans which I would do, essentially by looking up a stitch in my mom's copy of Reader's Digest Complete Guide to Needlework and then making an afghan using nothing but that stitch. Kind of...
