I can be a Jerk sometimes. I know that is surprising. A nice sweet person like me can be a jerk. *smile* The Lord is yet working on me about that. One issue that brings out the sarcastic a-hole in me is: Being Left Handed. First, enjoy this cute morsel that found me on YouTube
I am a Left-Handed person. I write, cook, eat, and function mainly with my Left Hand. I was the first in my family to actually write with my left hand. My grandfather was left-handed (who didn't write with his left hand until the 1980's when I did). My youngest aunt is ambidextrous. I didn't know anything was "wrong" until the evening before I started Kindergarten and my grandmother was practicing me write with my right hand. You ask why she would do that. Well back in the "good old'" days of handwriting oppression, children were forced to write with their right hand. Somewhere in the 1970's, we were liberated to write with our left-hands. Well when the school didn't make a big deal about that, she stopped practicing me. So those are my simple beginnings about me left-handed.
Yes, like the video, I groan at scissors, can-openers, desk (hard to copy off me) that made not suited for my left hand. They are a pain, but they don't bring out the jerk in me like right-handed people. I don't understand this statement-questions It's that kind of frustrating that I don't know what kind of sentence it is. "You write with your left hand" or "You're left-handed". I don't understand the amazement of writing with your left hand. It's like they are talking to you like you’re handicapped (I know not PC) and you are breaking the odds. You're left-handed and you writing anyway. You Go Girl! My attitude about it stinks. I can't just ignore it; they expect me to say something. So I decided to be sarcastic. "Yeah, my right hand is trifling & lazy". "Yeah, I don't bother my right hand for menial things like writing and eating". Once as a teen, an elderly minister was shocked that The Teachers let me write with it. I had to remember that like my grandparents, he grew up handwriting oppressed. The pastor spoke before I could because I had a very respectful doozy for him. One day I'll just leave people be. One Day, ONE DAY!
Left-handed people are still people. That's sounds so cliché' but it's true. There is nothing special about being left-handed. Stop being shocked, surprised or amused. I actually got a book scholarship for being left-handed in undergrad. So yeah, it came in handy, Once. Other than that We've adapted well. No One has died because they were a Lefty. It's just a hand.
As Always Talking to You in Adult Terms
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