Ambidextrous . Part 11
Restored from the Empower Network archive (2011–2017), lightly edited to meet our current advertising standards. Views are the original author’s.
Continued from previous blog post
Could I have tried harder? Well, I am lucky I studied in a private school that really valued education and learning and assessing and taught valuable principles and instilled in me that love for learning, love for learning things that I found or find interesting.
I had another course in College, it was “Statistics”… so because of what I have learned early on about myself with the excruciating “my algebra teacher hates me experience”, :-), I understood that there are people who LOVE algebra or anything Math, and they do not understand people like me who will not die for the sake of Algebra. LOL!
We are all just different.
And we can all learn to celebrate each other’s individuality. It’s called “respect” sometimes.
Most people who thought they knew me back in High School, did not really “know” me. They may have known my “name”, but they don’t know who I was as a person. Heck, I myself did not know who I was as a person back then! I just knew what I liked and what I didn’t like about people and circumstances.
It was funny, when I think Facebook first came out, I had relatives who were being asked by other girls from my former schools… they ask for my contact details and such… they’d say, “Hey, can you give me Cris details, we were classmates in fourth grade” or something etc… and so my relatives would give me these people’s names, and I don’t remember them.
I just thought, “Well, if I didn’t know them in fourth grade, if I didn’t speak to them or have been friends with them back then, why connect with them now? What will we talk about? We just went to the same school, that doesn’t mean we are “friends”, we’re not even acquaintances because I don’t even remember their names”. My relatives laughed at me. 🙂
Was I a weirdo? To some, I guess, because they can’t “label me”. I didn’t fit any profile, I wasn’t a typical teenage girl who liked boys or make up. I liked to read books and learn new things. I was all okay with being with people, and I was and am okay with being alone. I can be gregarious and friendly, and I can be just by myself and not feel lonely.
Ambidextrous
There are studies about “lefties” and “righties”… people who write with their left hand uses the right side of their brain more, and people who write with their right hand uses the left side of their brain more. And they can over analyze and study that to death.
I never bothered. I am ambidextrous, I can write with both my left hand and my right hand, so I guess I just plain use my brain, BOTH sides of it. 🙂 I can write backwards, too. No kidding. 🙂
And it freaks out people when they watch me write backwards. It came naturally to me. When I was in school, there were chairs for “right handed kids”… and so I was writing with my left hand, and so my “posture” while sitting down and writing, I guess irritated the teachers and the nuns. (I was in a catholic private school).
Continued on next blog post
Related Articles:
The Basics . Part 1
Final Answer . Part 2
Varsity . Part 3
Clique . Part 4
Perks . Part 5
Complex . Part 6
Quarter . Part 7
Graduation . Part 8
Tutor . Part 9
So What . Part 10
Ambidextrous . Part 11
Talk To The Brain . Part 12
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