I was in kindergarten in 1969-70. I remember the scissors. The left-handed scissors had green handles, rounded ends, and said "lefty" on them. The right handed scissors had sharp points.
My parents were contacted by my teacher to ask permission to change my hand preference. Parents said "no." My mother is right handed because she was changed.
My parents were contacted by my teacher to ask permission to change my hand preference. Parents said "no." My mother is right handed because she was changed.
A mind is a terrible thing to waste -- don't pollute it with bullshit.
