Friday, February 9, 2018


The youngest grandson is showing a strong preference for using his left hand.

No surprise there. His mother, The Daughter, was adamantly a leftie from the moment she began using her hands. Her brother was ambivalent and would use whichever hand in which you placed a pencil or utensil. But not her.

My mother was one of those unfortunates who was forced to use her right hand in school. She had exquisite penmanship using her right hand, and also did hand sewing with her right hand. Sports were funny, though: pitched a fast ball left but batted right, golfed left but curled right.

My mom's father was a leftie in all things, especially when shooting pool and curling. I don't think I ever saw him write anything; he was an immigrant who was an avid reader in English but a reluctant writer.

The Husband is a sometimes-leftie, mostly when it comes to hockey and baseball. There are lefties lurking in his family tree as well.

So unfortunate that there has been such a long bias, in western culture at least, against lefties. We almost all have two arms with a hand at the end of each. If we expect equality in all other matters where there are two of something (two sexes = 50% female and 50% male), why wouldn't it be natural to expect that 50% of people would have a dominant left hand preference and 50% a right.

(I just read that only 10% of the population is left handed. Is that true, or did the rest of them just give up?)

In fact, why is it the 'right' hand, with the connotation being 'right' as 'correct'?

I've watched my girl struggle for years to find scissors that fit her hands, work with tools that are backwards, find a place to sit at a dinner table so that she doesn't elbow her neighbour.

At least the little leftie has a mom who's watching his back. In this case, it truly does take one to know one.


  1. Remember your Latin. Right; dexter. Left: sinister. Need I say more? Occasionally I draw with my left hand, but just for fun.