bridges [on hold]

xi. ambidextrous

march 1, 2013

it's been a while, yes?

i lost the journal. left it in a drawer i never check.

how typical.

last time i wrote was… when, february?

yep, i just checked. february tenth.

well, here's what's happened since then:

- isaac fell and broke his wrist

- he's got a blue cast on it

- nothing else really

isaac hated his cast from the moment he got it, or so he told me. he said that he can't write with his left hand, and i told him i would teach him.

"aren't you right handed?"

"yes."

"but you're also left handed?"

"yes."

"well okay then."

so i've been teaching isaac my ambidextrous ways of life. he's still pretty bad at writing with his left hand, but he's learning. it's kind of funny, watching him focusing hard on forming those letters that somehow still end up scribbly. i keep making him write the same phrase over and over:

i cannot write with my left hand.

i cannot write with my left hand.

i cannot write with my left hand.

i told him to write it until it wasn't true.

i've discovered something about isaac: he is incredibly, unbelievably determined to do something he's said he'll learn to do. he comes to my house every day, and he brings his little notebook, and we write sentences together.

isn't it ironic, though, that i'm ambidextrous? i can write with both hands, i can take on two tasks at once. it seems like it would make me stronger, wouldn't it?

really, i'm just a girl who can't get into a car without panicking.

maybe isaac needs to teach me how to stay calm, how to stay focused.

he's pretty good at that.

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this took forever, oops. :p

school took over, dance took over, and the worst part is my schedule is only going to get crazier and crazier.

dedicated to the lovely natalia because she's an amazing writer and she's basically been a dedicated reader since day one, so.

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- kendall