Today I discovered one more missing piece of my life's brain-bashing puzzle.
Growing up, I always wondered why I was so clumsy? I wondered why I was forever breaking dishes, why things would easily slip out of my fingers???
Well, it turns out I was born left-handed. Yes, I am a southpaw who was trained as a child to use the right hand to keep the term taboo from setting foot on my grandma's doorstep.
Imagine?
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