For the past 2 days, I have been sitting in front of the computer and on the table, addressing envelopes for the wedding invitations that are to be sent out. The fiance did the technical part of putting the invitations together, and typing out the words to have it printed. I have the responsibility of writing.
We were told that writing the address by hand is the most proper way to go, in terms of good etiquette and although these days most don't mind anymore if it was printed, I insisted on writing them out, just because I like to write.
I am amazed at how much I love to write. I guess I am lucky. Back in the old days, when I was in primary (or elementary for some), the teacher would always make us write lines after lines as a form of punishment. I even had one teacher, who would come in and figured she didn't feel like teaching that period and would just make us write and write and write. And then I remembered also there was a special period assigned just for.. you guessed it, writing!
While everyone else groan when a writing assignment is given, I was excited. I didn't show it, of course. What kid would when that would just make you unpopular? So write I did. And happily too.
I think one thing that contributed to the love was because it was easy for me.
Write big and bold and fill the lines. No problem.
Write everything in cursive. Love it.
The only thing I didn't like was how my teachers, as they walk through the class, checking up on everyone and their progress, they would always stop at my table and exclaim, "What? You are a left handed?"
To which I meekly answer, "yes."
Then the teacher would proceed to ask, "How can your parents let you continue using that hand?"
I would shrug my shoulders and continue writing.
She would walk away shaking her head.
Historically, it was believed that left was linked to all things evil.
So it was a practice by most parents that once they know the child is left handed, they would do all they can to have them not use their left hand but switch and use the right hand instead.
My "Tua Ku" (mom's eldest brother), was a left hander who was forced to change and use his right hand. It must have been a difficult time for him.
But like most, he adapted and wrote with his write hand but one can't take away the left handed that is in him, because everything else, he did with his left hand.
I guess this post would be more appropriate on the actual Left Hander's Day, which is August 13 but oh well. And did you know that there are only 10% of the population in the world are lefties? Wikipedia told me.
Now be sure to make it a special day for me and everyone else who is left handed when the day comes. :)

4 comments:
I have been told left-handed person is smart since I was little. My sister is left handed too. And i have been trying to practice using my left hand more to "activate" my right brain. LOL
That's what everyone said. I think they just said smart because we have to adapt so much in the right handed world. But to say we are smarter, I think is not fair just because throughout my life, I have seen many right handers who are still way smarter and more brilliant than me. So, you are just as awesome. :)
The left-handed people that I have met and associated with, in my life so far, are smart people! Tua Ku is smart, in his own way. He is a successful businessman, in his own humble ways. I had a vocational classmate, who was the fastest shorthand writer in our class! That was when you came into my life! I was thinking then how could she with her left hand! You are a clever girl. You may be stubborn, in some ways, but you are a strong-headed and determined person.
Maybe you think about her soo much that transferred the left hand gene to me. Just like you watched too much A Team and yeanie came out with a mohawk hair. So i have to be looking at super brilliant smart and good things so I transfer that to children, if I have any, ya mom? :)
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