Monday, November 23, 2020

Born a leftie

My dad was left-handed.  When we had company, Mother always told him to sit at the end of the table where he wouldn't be next to anyone, because lefties tend to bump elbows with right-handed folks if they are side by side.  I vaguely recall my mother talking to the teacher on my first day of school when I was five; she told Mrs Eighmy I was left-handed.  My teacher asked if she should try to get me to use my right hand, and Mother said something to the effect that it might be a good thing, because left-handed people are "awkward" at many things.  I have terrible hand-writing, and I've always wondered if it would have been neater if they'd let me use my left hand, although I don't really believe that; I think my laziness causes the sloppiness.  Cliff calls me "Lefty" even now, when he sees me doing something in a left-handed way.  He says I do many things left-handed, but I'm never aware of it until he tells me.

So lately a thought has occurred to me:  I wonder if I could re-learn to use my left hand?  It wouldn't be of any use at this age unless I broke my right hand, but the thought intrigued me.  But if I re-learned it like a kindergarten kid does, just writing a lot until I got better at it, would it be possible?  Yesterday I sat at the table and gave it a try.  It was pretty awful.

I imagine this took me at least ten minutes, and it's sloppy.  When I showed it to Cliff, though, he was impressed.  "I couldn't have done that," he said.  "But why are you doing this?"

"Because I was born left-handed and they took it away from me!"  

I said that with a smile, but there's some truth in it.  When I read this article about left-handed presidents, these words stood out:   "Some scientists believe that left-handed people are capable of 'a wider scope of thinking,' a theory that explains the high percentage of Nobel Prize winners, writers and painters who are left-handed."

See there?  I was robbed!  I might have won a Nobel prize if they hadn't made me change.  I am going to continue practicing my lefty writing, just to find out.  I'm kidding, of course, but it's a project I can do while quarantining.  So I will pursue it for a while.

On another topic, when I began reading "The Story of Edgar Sawtelle", I knew I was going to enjoy it, so when Cliff asked for a book to read when he rides the recumbent bike, I got the same book for him.  Yesterday he mentioned an incident that took place in the book and said, "That's ridiculous... that would never happen."

My first thought was that it's just a story, not a biography.  But I knew it was time for him to switch, because I'm chapters ahead of him; in some places it does get sort of weird.  I'm about halfway through it and still enjoying it, but I have more imagination than Cliff.  It gets kind of sad in places, too, and he doesn't like sad books.  I understand his problem with things in books that could never happen, because I don't like vampire tales or books about witches and ghosts.  That's why I don't read very many Steven King stories, although I love the movies "Christine" and "The Shining".  I never had the least desire to read the Harry Potter books.

So I searched for a different book for my husband and stumbled across one I might want to read myself:  "Sold on a Monday".  I do wish he could check out his own books, but he can only judge them from the title.  I always check Amazon to see the reviews and find out what the book is about; then I go back to the digital public library, which is about the only way to get a library book these days, and get the book on his iPad.  He isn't that fast a web-surfer, so it would be a lot more effort for him to do that much googling and surfing just to find out what sort of book it is.  He'd probably get lost in the process. 

That's all I have for today.  Make it a good day if you possibly can.


  1. It's nice that your husband is a reader, My husband hasn't read a book in his life! He usually just sticks to articles in the newspaper when he does read anything. I wish he did though because there are so many good books that I have read that I would love to share with him!

  2. I used to read aloud when we traveled in the car. That was true even when the kids were young. The family loved it and didn't want me to stop even after hours of reading.

    1. I did that too, until everything went digital. Cliff couldn't believe how I could read for hours without getting hoarse. Now I check out a digital audio book before a trip and let that do the talking.

  3. Cliff really wouldn't like the ending so it's best that he switch books. My late husband didn't read books, but my current guy reads a lot. (so did my ex-boyfriend) Their tastes are similar to mine although Henry didn't read mysteries and liked dragon fantasy books(not me) and John does read mysteries, but not as much dystopian fiction as I do. My brother and niece are left-handed. When he went to kindergarten, he cried because he couldn't use the scissors. My mom (and the teacher) didn't realize that he was left-handed. He's actually ambidextrous but favors his left hand. Now people are much more aware and there are tools(like scissors) for left handed people.

  4. Northern AB gal1:36 PM

    Sooo, you're a lefty, that explains alot, lol!! Just kidding! I think you did really well with your first attempt. I wish I was ambidextrous. Hubby doesn't like to read fiction, prefers autobiographies. He just finished Eye of the Elephant after reading Cry of the Kalahari. Glad to see you can now post replies, hey we can actually have online conversations!

  5. I'm left-handed, and understand sitting at the end of the table all too well!

  6. You did a whole lot better writing left handed than I could have done!!!


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