Fortunately enough I mostly escaped the southpaw erasure bullshit.
My uncle would tease me for being a "lefty." By calling me a "lefty."
My grandmother had a tendency to ask passive-aggressive questions. Like "Why do you only ever wear one pair of shoes?" Because I'm four years old and I'll outgrow these before I wear them out. Why buy more than one?" Or "Can't you put your foot out straight?" No, I can't. It got bent in the womb and the corrective shoe I wore when I was 0.5 did a reasonable job but it's still a little crooked and there's really nothing I can do about it that isn't very uncomfortable. "Why don't you use your right hand?" Because I'm left handed.
The way my mother tells it, when it was time for me to start drawing with crayons, she put a crayon in my right hand and then colored some with her own crayon to show me how, and I transferred my crayon to my left hand and started coloring, and mama said "Oh he's left handed. Okay." And from there she would hold out spoons or writing utensils and let me take them with the hand I preferred.
In school, none of the faculty ever tried to force me to be right-handed, though my elementary school teachers had no idea how to teach handwriting to a lefty. I did have a fifth grade teacher who, for reasons only known to the bug in her cunt, REQUIRED the use of a spiral-bound notebook. Right handed folks might not realize, lefties end up resting their hands against the spiral bindings at the beginning of every line and it starts to hurt. A spiralless notebook was just unacceptable.
Same here but in the 80s. Teacher would slap my hand with a ruler and force me to switch to my right hand. She also regularly told me I was evil and had the devil in me. My mom came to the school after she found out and nearly killed that teacher.
3rd grade teacher, first day of school. Was writing my name on my desk card. Next thing I know, I had yard stick slam down on my wrist. Got hit so hard that my wrist was swollen for days after
Started school in 2001, my mother - a lefthanded person herself! - tried the first 4 years of primary school to get me to write with the "correct" hand (unsuccessfully)
I got slapped by my teacher infront of everyone for pointing and showing with my left hand, that the answer I have written on the answer sheet is correct and I should get the marks. Then he lectured me for ten minutes about not using my left hand ever again in his presence. Flamed my parents that they should have taught me that and are bad at parenting.
He finally gave me full marks, but I cried the whole day and got humiliated infront of whole class. This happened in 2000s
You can thank the Romans’ adoption of the Bible for that stigma.
In Latin, sinestra means on the left side. Left handed people were referred to as sinister. After the appearance of Eve on Adam’s left side in accounts of Genesis, the Christian tradition finds instances of the left side being pinned to immorality. As a result, some time during the Latin Classical Era the definition shifted to its current meaning of evil.
Explanation: It used to be fairly normal for teachers in the US, at least, to 'correct' left-handed children by striking their hand or otherwise punishing them for using it for primary-hand tasks. My great-uncle suffered this bizarre form of correction as a child.
I grew up in the 90s and went to public school, so I didn't have this experience. What I did experience was using the shittiest scissors in the classroom, and having to share it with 3 other kids because there was exactly one left handed pair.