
It doesn’t happen often anymore, but when it does, I freeze. Someone asks me to complete a form, sign a birthday card, or jot a note for them. Heaven forbid they need my signature. My longhand is pretty much illegible to anyone but me. In school, my classmates never asked to borrow my notes more than once. It made sense to me, but when I looked at their elegant script, I hid my paper. I grew tired of losing exam points and experiencing the walk of shame to the teacher’s desk to explain that I had the correct answer.
I rejoiced when the teacher required typed submissions. The font removed judgment, and censor. Times New Roman masked my personality and the hidden secrets in my scrawling. My words stood on their own merit, untainted by the reader’s assumptions revealed by my scratching. The ink color, the direction of slant, the size of my loops, or my sentences rising as they cross the page, no longer came into question.
My handwriting always draws comments, so I print. It was self-defense. Every letter carefully executed in capitals. Letters requiring capitalization, I make taller. I am proficient and print faster than most people write. My hand screams annoyance and conveys the nuisance of writing with a pen for others to analyze. Then the questions begin. Are you an architect? An engineer? A scientist? Once they look at my name, they ask if I am a doctor.
What does your handwriting reveal about you?
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Keep on writing.
Jo Hawk The Writer
When studying, I had pretty good handwriting. But with non-usage it is deteriorating.
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Mine has never been any good. I admit I am a bit jealous of people with an elegant hand.
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I had a friend she had such beautiful handwriting, even in exams.
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She is blessed.
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She was. Sadly she died two years back. Cancer.
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Oh, I am so sorry. 😥
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So am I. It’s hard to believe that she is no more.
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My hand writing is not very good, I can print much neater but even that is not great! My husband on the other hand has like a calligraphy style! 🙂
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Oooo. I have thought about trying calligraphy. It appears to be very time consuming, but I wonder if it is more like meditation?
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🙂
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I get the doctor comment, too. My parents had impressively uniform handwriting styles not me. Once a student looked at my writing and said sincerely, “I didn’t know you knew Arabic.” Others believe I’ve learned Gregg or my own version of it. I can only get away so much with blaming it on being left-handed. Write on!
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I have been intrigued by shorthand but it seems like learning another language, and I am not sure it would be any more legible than my regular handwriting. 🖋🖋🖋
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I love this piece. Just took notes on Kate’s live Teamwriter…I can read them today. But there are other times when I cannot even write my name in a legible fashion. My ultimate fear is that I’ll be in a situation where others will see my struggle…as in a real estate closing where you have to sign and initial page after page.
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Hey Nancy. I understand your fear. Handwriting is such a personal practice. I really don’t like sharing something so revealing with just anyone. Glad your notes are legible today.🙂
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