Writing with a left hand
On the post-it notes
Seems nostalgic
It has been ages to begin
Writing with a left hand
At the age of three
Only to be dissuaded from using left-hand
It is a scar to remember those times
Being forced to learn
Writing with my right hand
Though I have been writing with my right hand
Left hand and feet are my first reactions
Being too compliant to force myself
Writing with my right hand
Seeking acceptance and to love my parents
Knowing they care
Hoping to blend with the common people
Blending like a chameleon
Writing with my right hand
As a camouflage to be accepted as the norm
But
Left hand and feet are my first reactions
In whatever I do
Right hand and feet are the next movements
Living a confused life
Only to find out the real me
After marriage and teaching my son
My left hand automatically draws and writes
A surprising realisation
Only to be treated as the odd ones in my family
Yes, they care about me
Yet I feel suppressed to comply to their opinions
Because I care about how they feel
Only when my suppression grows worse
The more I am against their opinions for not understanding me
Wishing only Jesus, my Lord and Saviour
Though they mean it for good
God means it for my own good too
Being an ambidextrous
Inspiration On: Friday, 3 July 2015 at 7:43pm
Inspiration Ends On: Wednesday, 8 July 2015 at 5:35pm
It has been ages for me to write with my left hand. It feels good and sentimental to remember my younger days. The more I understand myself and feeling strange about myself for being the odd one in my family. Hope this poetry able to comfort others who go through the same thing as I do. You are not alone. Wish you all have good days and thank you.
Yoshiko 
wonderful poem 🙂
Thank you, Himali 🙂
Pleasure 🙂
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Indeed wonderful and sweet poem!!!!!!!!!
Thanks!
Yoshiko u wuld b amazed at how much I understand u,when I sawur first post autism an incline to develop supernatural ability, I replied hyperhidrosis (tusheh) when u talk about ambidextrous I qualify but from a different interpretation. This is the difference this weakness were not to define us seals set before time for the chosen one, yoshiko there is a higher life, where they remain as reminders not identity
It’s not being a supernatural ability. Only Abba Father is the One who gives everyone of us different abilities.
It is true” my power is made perfect in ur weakness” notice where His power cuddles 😉
Yes 🙂 I am thankful for God’s strength is upon me.
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Hi sweet friend! I a lefty only! 💜happy day to you! 😄😄
No worries. Lesser headache 😃😃 or else being caught in between like me.
It’s true I’m happy to know I have company! 💜💜
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Yoshiko, be comforted. God loves you and I know you know that. 🙂
I was left handed too or should I say I am? 🙂 But traditions run deep with us in Africa and I believe your place too. So as a kid I was forced to write with my right hand not by my parents but by my teachers. So though now I cannot write with my left, I do all other things left handed. My first born is left handed and gloriously so. We insisted and at school he was left alone.
Relax my dear. We are unique. 🙂
Thank you, Celestine, for your kind comfort and share your life experiences too. The strange part I found out about myself is to write the other way round with my left hand.
I was also left handed and from the other side. I was good in reading it back, but others had to hold a mirror on it to read it 😀 My grandfather teached me to write with my right hand, when I was six years old. I do everything with my left hand, except of the writing. I liked your poem, Yoshiko 🙂 Pawkisses for a Happy Week 🙂 ❤
🙂 Thank you and pawkisses too 🙂
Yoshiko, I enjoyed reading this so much! Well done!
Thank you, Maria
Yoshiko, my first comment may have gone to your Spam file. I just wanted to say how much I enjoyed this and that it is so well done and moving.
Maria
I have read your first comment 🙂 thank you.
it is a very bad step taken by parents to force lefties to become righties, you know that? their brains are that way, it is as bad as making a rightie a leftie! it absolutely screws up things up there.
Hahaha. It does screw things up. I know they care not to let me be seen as the odd ones.
I was thinking about this just the other day!
I am fascinated with ‘lefties’, not because I think they are odd but because I’m curious as to how and what makes a person left or right handed.
My ex husband is ambidextrous not out of being forced to switch but naturally so. He writes with his left hand but can hammer a nail accurately with his right hand. It’s one of the things I loved about him not as an oddity but for the uniqueness. My daughter seems to be ambidextrous too but only time will tell to what degree. Even though her dad and I are separated I’m glad she got this unique gene from him. I’m just a normal ‘righty’ nothing special 🙂
As with nature so much is intricately made to be unique and that’s what makes it beautiful. God had a grand plan to make us individually unique but it’s up to us to see it. Sometimes we need an outside perspective.
So sorry your family made you feel odd. I think you have a wonderful gift! Now you can be a source of support for your young one — to stand up for the special gift you’ve been given by the almighty.
Be well, be strong, be you 🙂
Thank you for your kind compliment and share about your experiences in your family. That’s a great consolation.
You’re welcome. Have a nice day!
You too
I was also a leftie at first then tried to fit in with others in class and started using my right, now I use either one depending on task
What type of task do you use your right and left?
open doors with right, eat cereal with left, actually write much faster with right now but I still cut carrots with left – you? 🙂
I have a brother who is lefthanded and I enjoyed this so much 🙂 ♡
🙂 glad to hear that
I know many people who write very well with their left hand.
Wow
Wow. Very much love. P
Oops. I didn’t mean to type P. 🙂
I had trouble responding to your comment on my phone. My computer isn’t working. I wanted to thank you for all your comments.
So glad I came by to read this beautiful share.
♡ Laurie
No worries.
I love to hear your comments
Thanks
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Thank you, Anne
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I am left handed too. My parents made me write with my right hand when I was little. Now I cannot write with my left hand, but I can only use a scissor with my left!
Great poem by the way!! It’s very meaningful but simple.
Thank you. Do you tend to take things with left hand?
Yes, I do! I pick up the phone with my left hand. I usually use my left hand…except for writing. When I go karaoke, I hold the mic with my left hand. Haha
Understand. Every time my left hand moves first.