LIVE LEFT

Life for those who use the left side always costs a little more. For every ten school benches, there is only one - hopefully - that is intended for someone who is left-handed. And, when we sit on it, it feels strange, even alien. It is that we got used to a world in which the left-hander was considered taboo, diabolical or unacceptable. In fact, most utensils and designs were created for right-handed people. Therefore, we had no choice but to adapt to the external rules of the game, since there was no place for us, or for our recognition. However, things have changed over time. We went from being repressed to becoming a select and particular group. We still represent a novelty. Even the person who opens his eyes in amazement when he sees us resting the pencil on the sheet is never missing. Thus, we learned to form a small community that does not distinguish between sex, race, ethnicity, or geographical limits. This happens in any city, be it Paraná, Buenos Aires, Berlin or Tokyo. Regardless of how well we know the next person or not, it is enough for him to reveal it to immediately become a brother. We celebrate it, we understand each other and we know with certainty that we are going against it. The statistics sentence it: we live on a planet that goes to the right. Only 10 percent of the world's population is left-handed. This is how we are born, we are not made. So it is in vain to force ourselves to be something else. We are surrounded by countless myths and superstitions. Some more flattering than others. It is rumored that we are more creative and intelligent, or that we live less. What yes, nobody can tell us about the difficulties to maneuver a scissors, to execute a musical instrument and even to use the cutlery. We know it from the first source, don't bother.