You never really think about it. Which hand you write with, use a computer mouse with, or even use a fork with. It’s just part of who you are.
Growing up, I always thought I was just like everyone else, until someone pointed out that I wrote with my left hand. Nothing too outrageous, right? And luckily, in college, almost everything is made to be easily accessible for anyone from any walk of life.
But have you ever tried to look for a left handed desk in a lecture hall?
It’s not so much a hassle, but it is something a left-handed student has to think about.
I never really wondered about how I have to adjust my natural instincts until I realized that I was almost the only left-handed person in my classes. In fact, only 15% of all the population is left handed. And those of you in that 15% can agree with me that there are just some things that you wish were simpler.
3 Problems Only Left-Handed Students Will Understand:
I cannot tell you how many times I’ve had to sit in the far back corner of a classroom because that’s where the only left-handed desk is. In lecture halls, they’re nowhere to be found.
To maximize space, my university has fold-out desktops over the right side of every chair. It means there are more chairs in a lecture hall, but I have to reach over to write my notes in class.
It may not seem like that big of a deal, but when your dominant hand has to strain to type or write, it is not a pleasant workout feeling. Thankfully, if there isn’t anyone sitting on my left side, I am able to use their fold out desk. Just one small way I put my college education to good use.
Oh, notebooks. The bane of my existence.
Anything with a spiral or any binder clip is quite a challenge. I have to write with my hand on the spiral, and it’s a little hard to keep everything neat and not drift all over the paper. It makes my handwriting a little wonky when I have to rest my hand on the edge of a notebook. Not to mention that when writing, I get that graphite smudge from dragging my hand over my freshly written words instead of writing the words before my hand gets to them, like a right handed person would do. Just another battle wound of writing so much.
I’m always on a conscious lookout for an end seat in the cafeteria, or else I’m bumping elbows with the person next to me. It’s a funny occurrence the first time, but it get’s less and less funny as it continues to happen. It’s almost the same for my drinks as well. One time, I put my drink down on the left side, and person next to me thought it was theirs. Thankfully, they liked root beer as much as I do, and we had a good laugh about it while I got a new drink.
Just as a note: I do not feel oppressed nor do I take my left-handedness as a disability. If anything, I enjoy being left-handed. It’s something that makes me instant friends with other left-handed people, and it’s always a good ice breaker. I just think it’s interesting to have a different view of the world explained to you. Everything always seems normal until you see it from another person’s perspective.
So, to my left-handed brethren, I leave you with the knowledge that I, as much as you do, understand the complications of being a lefty.
Are you left handed? Do you struggle with things at school? What about right-handed struggles? (Do they exist?) Tell me in the comments!