When I was watching the kids at free skate just before Christmas, I once again pondered how bass ackwards I am ... and have always been.
You see, in all free skating, where people go around and around the rink, the direction is always counter clockwise. I guess this is because most people in the universe find it easier to skate in that direction.
I don't. Turning toward my left is a ponderous problem for me. Oh, I get around — eventually — and don't fall or anything, but it's a process as I chug around that long bend.
The last few times I skated — admittedly a very long time ago — I would wait eagerly for them to announce a change in direction. I loved it because I could turn right soooo much better than left. Too bad, this was always short-lived; a few times around, and we were soon sent back in the normal-for-others direction. At the kids skate, they didn't do this reverse thing at all.
I have a vague recollection of being kept back after school way back in grade 1 to practise my printing on the blackboard. Apparently, I was printing bass ackwards and needed some remediation. I don't know now if it was my letters or the whole word, but I assume it was just the letters.
When I took a few viola lessons as a kid, after the first session, I practised diligently, but was yelled at by the teacher in the next class because I was holding the fiddle backwards. By that I mean the I was gripping the neck with my hand in a reversed position. To my credit, at least I was using the correct hand or wasn't trying to play the instrument upside down.
I was taught to tie my shoelaces by making 2 loops. That worked fine. But at some point I decided to teach myself the more adult way. So, I guess I mirrored what I saw others doing. When I say mirrored, I mean it literally because I now do everything bass ackwards to the way that most people do it — almost a mirror image as it were.
Once upon a time, I decided to say bass ackwards to my class for some reason or other, but it came out bass ackwards to what I had intended, and I found myself saying "ass backwards." Good thing nobody batted an eye, The bad thing is that I have often found something odd coming out of my mouth and not what I had intended. Admittedly, it's not always something exactly bass ackwards but it does point out that my mind ain't zackly normal, Maggie.
Humorously enough here in the very present, I just wrote the previous bass ackwards as back asswards ... which really demonstrates how scrambled my little brain is. And subsequent to that, the last sentence, I typed brian instead of brain. It is a miracle that I caught these things in proofing as I usually miss them.
Those are 5 examples or even 6 or 7, depending how you wish to add them up, that come to mind. There are probably all sorts of little ones of which I am unaware. I just seem to process things differently that most people. It's a miracle that I have gotten through life as well as I have.