I have to think before I know which is my left or which is my right. There’s always a split second pause–where I connect the word right to my right arm–before I know which is which.
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365 true things about me
why this daily practice
I have to think before I know which is my left or which is my right. There’s always a split second pause–where I connect the word right to my right arm–before I know which is which.
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365 true things about me
why this daily practice
So true
So true for me or true for you too?
For you
: ) I didn’t know you knew that.
I never know which is which either. But I do know I’m a leftie. So if I think first about which hand I write with, then I’m okay.
Nina, I’m glad to know I’m not the only one. But I’m right-handed, which is why I orient myself with my right arm.
As we used to say a long long time ago: “Same difference.” 🙂
: )
I just remember I’m left handed too so I know which is which. Gets more confusing when teaching action songs to kids , mirroring the actions! 😃
Hopeful Herbalist, I bet it does!
Me too, I have to check where my watch is to know … 🙂
Sigrun, nice to hear from you again. What a great detail.
Right… then Left!
Crucial in the UK… where they drive on the ‘wrong’ side of the road! (lol)
That’s “right,” Helena!
Whadayamean? “Wrong”side of the road? LOL!
: )
Blimey! might yee be a Limey?! ~;)))
A Limey?! A while since I have navigated the high seas! 😊🌴🚣
Trust the following will tickle your fancy… 🙂
Etymology
From 18th and 19th century British sailors…
drinking lime juice to ward off scurvy
Adjective
limey (comparative limier, superlative limiest)
1. Resembling limes (the fruit), lime-like.
2. Of, or pertaining to, limes (the fruit).
Full of limey goodness.
Noun
limey (plural limeys)
(US, slang)
An Englishman or other Briton or a person of British descent.
http://en.wiktionary.org/wiki/limey
yeh it’s that other left that messes you up
Yeah, it’s that other left : ) Welcome to Catching Days, Amy. I hope you’ll be back.
Were you always that way, Cynthia, or was it in these lovely “changing” years that you got that way? Just curious!
Always, always, always. I remember my poor father teaching me how to drive. No, no, LEFT!
Oh, that actually made me laugh out loud! lol So, I’m thinking it’s not a stretch to assume you’re not all that good with directions? 😉
I’m better with directions than with my left and right, but not that great : )
Something like 30 years ago I did a school report on handedness, and read that left-handed people mix up right and left more than right-handed people do. If that’s true, and I believed it then but who knows, it might be b/c of what that book suggested, which is that the world in many ways we don’t notice is built for right-handers, which means left-handers are always adapting to unnatural physical space/movement. That interpretation only holds, of course, if it’s true that we all tend to “think” with our dominant hand. Anyway, that book also said that right-handed people with a lot of left-handedness in their families have more trouble mixing up the two directions than do right-handers in families that are exclusively made up of right-handers. The suggestion here was that if you’re sharing intimate space with people who are responding to the world in the opposite way, then you will be affected by that. Again, if this is true, and I doubt all of it, it explains why I, like you, very often hesitate when commanded to go left or right, and must also “touch base” with my right hand to make sure I’ve got it. My sister and brother, both much older, are left-handed, and they taught me the things older siblings teach, all using the left hand. So I tie my shoes left-handed, hold knife and fork as a lefthander, keep my watch on my right wrist, always try to open things with my left hand first, and on and on, despite being very dominantly right-handed (my right hand and arm are substantially stronger than my left). And Pat is left-handed, too, so the pernicious influence of those left-handers continues! Anyway, all to add up to this: If you have a lot of left-handedness in your family growing up, that could (but probably doesn’t) explain this little glitch you have with left/right.
Okay, you’re right about this one, I can’t believe I wrote so much! Damn.
I don’t have a lot of left-handers, but I love the story of how you do all those left-handed things because of your older siblings–adorable!