Leah of “The Weather In the Streets” has challenged us to present a sample of our handwriting for the cyber-world to see. This definitely was a challenge! My right hand is aching from the exertion! It just goes to show you how comfortable we get with using our keyboards. One might say we have become incredibly lazy.
It wasn’t always this way. Growing up and going to school, I had the flat pink notebooks and the huge red pencils and then graduated to the slim, yellow HBs and on to Bic pens. Nobody ever even heard of a personal computer when I was going to school. Computers were room-sized behemoths that ate up rectangular hole-punched cards and spit them out the other end!
In university, we took pages and pages of notes, by HAND! Then, if we were lucky, we’d arduously type them up on portable Smith-Coronas, white-outing as we went and praying nobody in authority would dock us marks on our essays– otherwise, we’d have to rewrite them from the drafts, once more, by hand.
Is it any wonder that I have fallen into the lax habit of simply rattling off my words on the keypad? Part of me would like to find an old typewriter to regain some of that historic feel of the true artist, plucking merrily (or anxiously) away, churning out reams of masterworks. The other part of me is quite content in my lassitude– whipping off post after post at record speed (albeit, with Blogger’s co-operation).
So thank you Leah, for compelling me to try my hand at hand-writing again. It’s been interesting, but now I’m going to go rub some Tiger Balm in my wrist for my pains!
Here’s a sample of my handiwork (below). This meme is courtesy of The Wife of Riley. Feel free to swipe it and adapt to an artist of your choosing. I hope you’ll forgive me for some obtuse responses.
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