The Left Handed Admiration Thread

[McC]

When I was a little kid, first learning to write, whatever age that is, I had a teacher who would take the pencil out of my left hand, smack the back of my hand with a ruler, put the pencil in my right. She'd walk away, back to the left hand the pencil would go. I walked around with welts on the back of my hand.

One night at dinner, my dad asked me what happened to my hand. I told him. He went ape shit. He took off work the next day, took me to school. Walked me to my classroom, stood in the doorway, told the mean old bat that God decided I'd be a lefty and he'd be damned if some old cow was gonna overrule God.