I used to be completely left-handed, so when the teachers at school discovered that, when I was a little girl, back then it was considered being an alien to be left-handed, so they forced me to learn how to use my right hand and my right hand only. Cruel world. So now I write with my right, use the scissors with my right and am dominantly right-handed in tennis, but I still do many other things with my left as it comes naturally to do so since childhood days. I also remember I used to do things differently before they turned me into a righty: like wearing my wristwatch on my right wrist, hold the fork in my right and knife in the left, use the scissors with my left, stand in the opposite direction of all the other players when striking the ball in baseball etc (the latter I still do btw).

I even used to hold out my left hand when I was to shake someone elses; they'd just give me weird looks and take my right hand as to show me that's how you do it. So dad taught me to remember to shake hands with my right. In fact, if my memory serves me right I believe he's the one that taught me you should hold the fork in your left and the knife in your right; cause I remember it being really weird and difficult to get used to doing things in another way than I knew how to do best. And when my teachers used to tell me it was wrong to be left-handed it used to make me sad cause I thought I was doing something seriously wrong, and it took me a long time to get used to using my right hand for everything.

That cruel experiment failed on my elder brother though, as he's always been completely left-handed in everything, and is the only one in my family who is. I can't write with my left now though; I mean I can, but it's very messy, though legible!