Or perhaps sinistral is more technically correct for what I am talking about here. Not only that I’ve but I’ve been accused of being evil, clumsy, out of accord, feminine, a betrayer, cheater, and a southpaw. Confused yet? Some of the more sly out there know what I am talking about. Some of the people who are just like me know it too. I am left-handed. All of these things and more have been ascribed to left-handed people in the past. It’s may be by sheer luck that I live in the modern day where we are no long exorcised from the populace or beaten into conformity.
Growing up left-handed posed only a few challenges for me as far as I can recall. I didn’t have difficulty learning to print and write, though I always did, and always will, drag the side of my hand along everything I write. I just can’t hold it up out of the way and still be legible. The biggest difficulty I had was with tying my shoes. No right-handed person could teach me. Thankfully I grew up in the prevalence of shoes held together/tight by Velcro. When I had a teacher in the fourth grade that was left-handed he taught me how to tie my shoes in like five minutes. It was quite hilarious.