I grew up and attended a small school in my home town.There were 32 in my grade 8 graduating class and only 6 left in my grade 12 graduating class of which I was the only boy. I played in all sports in school as did everyone else as we needed every body possible to make up teams. I played baseball, hockey and football. Being Canadian, we got skates before we got sneakers, and hockey was a big part of my life when I was young. In grade 12 , I made it to the Provincial Championships running the mile, and had only ran it about 4 times previous to getting to this level. Anyone who knows me now, is probably rolling on the floor as they probably think I would have trouble running around the house .,..... and they would be very close to being right.
In High school I was voted " the first one in the school to get married" but I fooled them all and never got married until 5 years ago.I also am some place between right and left handed. I write with my right hand but shoot a puck left handed and kick a ball equally good ( or equally bad) with either foot. Same thing when hammering nails.. I can miss the nail equally well with either hand.
In school my poorest subjects were writing and history. Now my best interests are in writing and history. I find I can write my thoughts much better than I can speak them, and up until recently I thought it was just me. I heard a discussion recently about this and there is actually a name for this( which I forget right now) and when they described people who have this so called syndrome, they described me to a T.I really did not realize how much I enjoyed writing until I started publishing the Shorthorn breed magazine in Canada. I oftentimes sit down to write an editorial,without a solitary idea what I will write about, and once the first sentence is done, a few pages have flown out of my mind onto the paper... which probably explains some of my posts on here.
I am very very technologically challenged. In high school only the girls were allowed to take typing. Our Principal said that a boy would never need to type anything. How I wish he was still alive so I could have a chat with him. I type with two fingers and most everyone who sees me laughs.