[I asked all of the FOPAB left-handers about the best and worst of being left handed. -Ed.]
From Patricia:
My biggest association with the special preference of left-handedness was in grammar school learning penmanship. It was mandatory to use cartridge pens and big ring binders. It was enough, the challenge of mastering the formation of the letters. Then there was the challenge of avoiding smearing the ink and the awkwardness of dealing with the rings that were in my left hands way. And most desks were designed for right-handers. There was often confusion……leading to inhibition about which hand to do stuff with like throw and bat.
I remember as a young kid worrying about my odd physical traits, including my left-handedness. Another something, I was missing my lateral teeth (the two front teeth just on the other sides of the centrals) and had to go through braces and bridges……..often embarrassing somehow. And I have a rather large “birthmark” on my leg that seemed a significant defect. Amazing how glaring those “imperfections” felt back then.
Interesting, it seemed as I got older, others were more bothered by my unusual tactile style than me. It was very clear, my first husbands impatience with me and what he perceived as inept dexterity. He would often kid me, that blur of joking and seriousness.
Perspectives change and actually now, I’m quite grateful to be left-handed. Its a special gift. A lesson in flexibility and another opportunity in difference. Something I’m enjoying more and more in my mid-life.
Hope all is well with your family.
Love, Patricia
From Bob C:
The pros and cons of a 66 year old born and bred left-hander.
First and foremost, left-handed people are smarter. It is very nice to be smarter than most of the world. I’ve been told that left-handed people that play golf right-handed make better golfers. I don’t think this is true.
The reason left-handed people write funny is because when you hold your left hand upright and you use a pen that has to be dipped into an inkwell, on the right hand side of your desk, your left hand follows the wet ink and smears the writing on the paper. This is also true of chalk when writing on the blackboard in front of the class. The old desks that had the folding seats had the inkwell on the wrong side. The desks that came out later, with the armrest, had the armrest on the right side. Since there was no armrest on the left side, you had to put your arm on the desk and write upside-down, to keep your arm from getting tired and smearing the ink.
In addition to the problems with the ink, pencil sharpeners had the handle on the wrong side, making it hard to sharpen pencils with your right hand.
It is almost impossible for a left-handed person to teach a right-handed person how to tie a shoe.
You also must be careful if you have a belt with a name on it; like the one I had that said Buffalo Bill. When you put it on left-handed, Buffalo Bill is upside down.
Zippers on mens pants are made for right-handed people, making it inconvenient for left-handers.
It is almost impossible to learn to shoot a rifle or semiautomatic shotgun left-handed because the shells are ejected on the right side of the gun and fly out and hit you in the face. Therefore, you must learn to shoot right-handed or give up shooting a semiautomatic gun.
Automatic can openers and the kind you turn with a key are strictly right-handed.
Scissors are a left-handed person’s nightmare. Last but not least, you tend to deal cards backwards.
RAC, sr.
From Ted:
The best thing about being left handed is: We are smarter than right-handed people. Also I can use the mouse and write stuff at the same time.
The worse thing about being left handed is that your hand smudges whatever you just wrote. But who actually writes anything anymore?
The funniest thing about being left handed is that many right-handed people halfway believe that left handed people are smarter. Also, in Thailand they still teach everyone to write right-handed so they would smirk at me if I was writing something with my left hand since, for them, that’s the hand you wipe with. So I had to carry my own pen since they wouldn’t take theirs back if I borrowed it to write something.
Do you wish you were right handed? Why? No. I like being different. (and I made up the part about the Thai pen; left-handers are also very creative)
From Anthony:
One of my earliest memories is of digging through boxes of scissors in kindergarten. About one in twenty said “lefty” along one blade. These were the ones I could cut with. In a pinch I would cut with the right-handed ones, but the edges of the construction paper would end up bent and frayed. Like a lot of things about being left-handed, I didn’t see this as a bad thing, just something that made me stand out.
When I was about ten, I was playing catcher in a church baseball game in Brunswick. I didn’t have a glove so I had to use the right-handed catcher’s mit. After each catch, I had to take the ball out of the mit with my right hand, fling the mit to the ground, and transfer the ball back to my left hand so I could throw it. It would have been difficult to throw out somebody stealing second, but I don’t remember anybody doing that. I heard the preacher talked about my perserverence in his sermon that day, which made me feel good.
Those dainty little butter knives are right-handed and I always have to use the wrong side to cut into the butter. Might as well use a stick. When eating, lefties have to sit with nobody to their left. Otherwise we bump elbows with righties.
Most righties wouldn’t think of this, but rulers are right-handed. I have to turn them upside-down.
There are many items people use every day that you don’t realize are right-handed. If lefties were the majority, it would be lefty tighty, righty loosey. That makes more sense because are brains are setup that way.
The worst thing about being left-handed is getting ink all over the side of your hand when writing with a pen. Wouldn’t be a problem if we wrote right-to-left.
I’m glad I’m left-handed. It looks like Robert III is carrying on the tradition of his grandfather and father. He seems to do better with the scissors, though.
RAC, jr.
From Carol:
The best thing about being left handed is the instant bond you have with other lefties. When another left handed person notices that you are left handed, it’s like you’re both from the same small town.
The worst thing about being left handed is spiral notebooks.
The funniest thing about being left handed is that I can’t do anything except write with my left hand. I walk the dog right handed, play sports right handed, chop food right handed, but luckily I can eat with either hand
From Carol E.:
The best thing about being left handed is the instant bond you have with other lefties. When another left handed person notices that you are left handed, it’s like you’re both from the same small town.
The worst thing about being left handed is spiral notebooks.
The funniest thing about being left handed is that I can’t do anything except write with my left hand. I walk the dog right handed, play sports right handed, chop food right handed, but luckily I can eat with either hand.
From David E.:
The best thing about being left handed is that I get to write this cool entry to FOBAB. The worst thing about being left handed is that at school when you write with erasable pens all of the ink rubs off of the paper and onto your hand. The funniest thing about being left handed is that I am right footed. I’m glad I’m left handed and you’ll see why at the first sentance I wrote.
From Bob E:
Thoughts on Being Left Handed:
Having been a member of the left handed minority all of my life, I find it interesting that we, as a society, have come so far in the last 40 years but still have so far to go.
My parents worked extremely hard to make me a “normal” right handed person. They failed. After starting school, the nuns worked to make sure that I could avoid the stigma of being left handed. They failed. They could not “fix” me.
It’s obvious to all that I have been “wired” to be left handed. It is not a choice. No one would “choose” to be left handed with all of the discrimination that a left handed person endures. Yet we are still an unprotected minority. The rest of the world needs to change to accept us the way that we are.
Until then, we find solace in the company of other left handed persons. We look for each other in crowded areas and make eye contact. We acknowledge each other with instant recognition of our condition. Until we gain the acceptance that we deserve, we will continue to share that phrase that gives comfort and understanding. “Oh, you’re left handed too!”
Bob E.
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