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The rest don’t realize I “do more than just school” but are pleasantly surprised to see me dancing around as Risky Business Tom Cruise for Halloween or just hanging out all over town on weekends.I like to think that ambidexterity helps me juggle these different parts of myself without letting anything go.I would look forward to this routine: every Saturday, when the big hand hit six, my parents would take me to Timothy’s, their coffee shop, and I would begin the day’s quest.

Ambidexterity is part of who I am, yet it’s something few people know I have.

It makes sense that only my closest friends know about my dual-handed capabilities.

When I was little, I thought of my ambidexterity as a fun trick.

I always liked to play with people when learning a new skill: “Okay, now are you right or left handed?

I do, however, have the unusual ability to use both hands equally well.

I don’t have a third arm protruding from the center of my chest or anything of the sort.Pressing my nose against the glass cover, I don’t budge until the ginormous chocolate-chip cookie is within my possession.With one hand holding my cookie, I collect as many books as my chubby arms can hold and plop into my favorite blue armchair.Although I use my talent throughout my day, it usually blends in with the normal functions of anyone else’s hands.In this sense, ambidexterity isn’t some glaring anomaly: It’s only when you realize it’s there does it become special.To the coaches, I’m a wave a relief—they know I’m going to make the right call.To the young players, I’m the umpire who gives helpful tips as well as the one they feel comfortable joking around with.Though each of these roles helps me in their own way, collectively, they are the reason I was made the lead umpire of the league.In terms of academics, ambidexterity means finishing a half-hour phone call trying to understand the complexities of William Faulkner and immediately turning around to text watered-down calculus explanations to help another student.” “I don’t know,” I would answer with a comical smile.Or even better, “Pick one for me.” It’s a bit silly, but I enjoyed the simple satisfaction of being different.


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