By Robin Garrison Leach
I am a member of an exclusive group of humans. Though small in number—only 15% of the world’s population are members—we have infiltrated every arena of life and learned to adapt to the majority’s lifestyle with unflagging, albeit graceless, determination.
We eat on the outer edges of dinner tables. We have to reach across our bodies to turn doorknobs. And our handshake is executed with a different one than we use to wave goodbye.
Confused? I’ll bet you are…if you’re right-handed.
August 13th marks the 46th annual ‘International Lefthanders Day’. This date is set aside each year to pay tribute to those of us (thirty million in the U.S. and hundreds of millions worldwide) who write with ‘the wrong hand’.
Our holiday was created by Lefthanders’ International, a group formed in 1976 to address the myths and misconceptions about being left-handed.
There are no greeting cards; if there were, you can be sure they’d open from left to right. And nobody gets the day off work. But it’s exciting to think that maybe this year’s celebration could gain the recognition that will afford all left-handers the ‘right’ to be proud of their remarkable abilities to live in a world that does most everything backwards where we’re concerned.
For most ‘southpaws’, being left-handed is a minor inconvenience. We’ve spent our lifetimes learning to deal with our surroundings: slanting our writing paper at odd angles, bending our hands this way and that to use kitchen utensils and office equipment made for ‘righties’.
I am a member of an exclusive group of humans. Though small in number—only 15% of the world’s population are members—we have infiltrated every arena of life and learned to adapt to the majority’s lifestyle with unflagging, albeit graceless, determination.
We eat on the outer edges of dinner tables. We have to reach across our bodies to turn doorknobs. And our handshake is executed with a different one than we use to wave goodbye.
Confused? I’ll bet you are…if you’re right-handed.
August 13th marks the 46th annual ‘International Lefthanders Day’. This date is set aside each year to pay tribute to those of us (thirty million in the U.S. and hundreds of millions worldwide) who write with ‘the wrong hand’.
Our holiday was created by Lefthanders’ International, a group formed in 1976 to address the myths and misconceptions about being left-handed.
There are no greeting cards; if there were, you can be sure they’d open from left to right. And nobody gets the day off work. But it’s exciting to think that maybe this year’s celebration could gain the recognition that will afford all left-handers the ‘right’ to be proud of their remarkable abilities to live in a world that does most everything backwards where we’re concerned.
For most ‘southpaws’, being left-handed is a minor inconvenience. We’ve spent our lifetimes learning to deal with our surroundings: slanting our writing paper at odd angles, bending our hands this way and that to use kitchen utensils and office equipment made for ‘righties’.
I am a member of an exclusive group of humans. Though small in number—only 15% of the world’s population are members—we have infiltrated every arena of life and learned to adapt to the majority’s lifestyle with unflagging, albeit graceless, determination.
We eat on the outer edges of dinner tables. We have to reach across our bodies to turn doorknobs. And our handshake is executed with a different one than we use to wave goodbye.
Confused? I’ll bet you are…if you’re right-handed.
August 13th marks the 46th annual ‘International Lefthanders Day’. This date is set aside each year to pay tribute to those of us (thirty million in the U.S. and hundreds of millions worldwide) who write with ‘the wrong hand’.
Our holiday was created by Lefthanders’ International, a group formed in 1976 to address the myths and misconceptions about being left-handed.
There are no greeting cards; if there were, you can be sure they’d open from left to right. And nobody gets the day off work. But it’s exciting to think that maybe this year’s celebration could gain the recognition that will afford all left-handers the ‘right’ to be proud of their remarkable abilities to live in a world that does most everything backwards where we’re concerned.
For most ‘southpaws’, being left-handed is a minor inconvenience. We’ve spent our lifetimes learning to deal with our surroundings: slanting our writing paper at odd angles, bending our hands this way and that to use kitchen utensils and office equipment made for ‘righties’.
I am a member of an exclusive group of humans. Though small in number—only 15% of the world’s population are members—we have infiltrated every arena of life and learned to adapt to the majority’s lifestyle with unflagging, albeit graceless, determination.
We eat on the outer edges of dinner tables. We have to reach across our bodies to turn doorknobs. And our handshake is executed with a different one than we use to wave goodbye.
Confused? I’ll bet you are…if you’re right-handed.
August 13th marks the 46th annual ‘International Lefthanders Day’. This date is set aside each year to pay tribute to those of us (thirty million in the U.S. and hundreds of millions worldwide) who write with ‘the wrong hand’.
Our holiday was created by Lefthanders’ International, a group formed in 1976 to address the myths and misconceptions about being left-handed.
There are no greeting cards; if there were, you can be sure they’d open from left to right. And nobody gets the day off work. But it’s exciting to think that maybe this year’s celebration could gain the recognition that will afford all left-handers the ‘right’ to be proud of their remarkable abilities to live in a world that does most everything backwards where we’re concerned.
For most ‘southpaws’, being left-handed is a minor inconvenience. We’ve spent our lifetimes learning to deal with our surroundings: slanting our writing paper at odd angles, bending our hands this way and that to use kitchen utensils and office equipment made for ‘righties’.
I am a member of an exclusive group of humans. Though small in number—only 15% of the world’s population are members—we have infiltrated every arena of life and learned to adapt to the majority’s lifestyle with unflagging, albeit graceless, determination.
We eat on the outer edges of dinner tables. We have to reach across our bodies to turn doorknobs. And our handshake is executed with a different one than we use to wave goodbye.
Confused? I’ll bet you are…if you’re right-handed.
August 13th marks the 46th annual ‘International Lefthanders Day’. This date is set aside each year to pay tribute to those of us (thirty million in the U.S. and hundreds of millions worldwide) who write with ‘the wrong hand’.
Our holiday was created by Lefthanders’ International, a group formed in 1976 to address the myths and misconceptions about being left-handed.
There are no greeting cards; if there were, you can be sure they’d open from left to right. And nobody gets the day off work. But it’s exciting to think that maybe this year’s celebration could gain the recognition that will afford all left-handers the ‘right’ to be proud of their remarkable abilities to live in a world that does most everything backwards where we’re concerned.
For most ‘southpaws’, being left-handed is a minor inconvenience. We’ve spent our lifetimes learning to deal with our surroundings: slanting our writing paper at odd angles, bending our hands this way and that to use kitchen utensils and office equipment made for ‘righties’.
I am a member of an exclusive group of humans. Though small in number—only 15% of the world’s population are members—we have infiltrated every arena of life and learned to adapt to the majority’s lifestyle with unflagging, albeit graceless, determination.
We eat on the outer edges of dinner tables. We have to reach across our bodies to turn doorknobs. And our handshake is executed with a different one than we use to wave goodbye.
Confused? I’ll bet you are…if you’re right-handed.
August 13th marks the 46th annual ‘International Lefthanders Day’. This date is set aside each year to pay tribute to those of us (thirty million in the U.S. and hundreds of millions worldwide) who write with ‘the wrong hand’.
Our holiday was created by Lefthanders’ International, a group formed in 1976 to address the myths and misconceptions about being left-handed.
There are no greeting cards; if there were, you can be sure they’d open from left to right. And nobody gets the day off work. But it’s exciting to think that maybe this year’s celebration could gain the recognition that will afford all left-handers the ‘right’ to be proud of their remarkable abilities to live in a world that does most everything backwards where we’re concerned.
For most ‘southpaws’, being left-handed is a minor inconvenience. We’ve spent our lifetimes learning to deal with our surroundings: slanting our writing paper at odd angles, bending our hands this way and that to use kitchen utensils and office equipment made for ‘righties’.
For the complete column, see this week’s edition of the Centralia Fireside Guard.
