It’s National Left-Handers Day. Not a big deal to most folks.
To those in that ten percent, it has been a matter of coping in a right-handed world.
In case you haven’t already guessed, I’m left-handed. My hands had ink stains when writing on paper; chalk dust from writing on blackboards; notebook’s steel coils were on the “wrong side.”
Scissors: I learned to cut right-handed. School desks with arms on the right side–I sat sideways.
I found it amusing, when non-lefties commented, “I don’t understand how you can write, upside down, and backwards.”
It’s always been a challenge to cope in a right-handed world. Fellow lefties, stand and be proud!