The Life of a Left-Handed Person!

I’m left-handed, have been all my life, and I have no way of knowing anything different. However, I do know other people see me as an oddball. But why? Just because fewer than 10% of the people in the world are left-handed, am I really that different? Apparently so, according to some people.

My dad used to tease me and tell me I was turned inside-out. My first grade teacher threatened and cajoled me, trying to get me to use my “right” hand rather than the “wrong” one. My grandmother used to let me sit at the head of the table so the “righty” sitting next to me wouldn’t bump my elbow.

I’m perfectly fine being left-handed, but there are some things right-handed people need to understand about us. Well, maybe not—at least not if they don’t have a left-handed person in their lives to deal with. But if they do, I wrote an article that might help them better understand us left-handers. You'll find a long list of famous lefties. Isn't it interesting that so many of our recent presidents have been "south paws"?

For “righties” who have left-handed kids or the other way around, there’s another article that might help teach the other-handed child. I learned how to crochet from my right-handed grandmother because she instinctively used the mirror-image teaching technique.