I remember taking notes for an absent classmate back in 4th grade. That was a mistake.
While I thought I was doing her a favor, it turns out that she spent more time decoding my hieroglyphic scrawl, consulting forensic experts, and soliciting translation assistance for my poorly handwritten notation.
She probably failed the test and never spoke to me again. Typical.
My handwriting sucks. It just does.
I used to think that it was due to an early bait-and-switch in my second preschool, where, as the only leftie, I was forced to comply with the “right” way to write along with the class.
But no, while that may be part of it, it turns out that it’s common for us high-functioning autistic folks! It’s like there’s something that gets lost in transcription there.
“So what, H2? It’s 2018. Get over it. Nobody uses pen and paper anymore.”
You’re right about one thing: it’s 2018, not 3018.
Kids like me still write in school. Visit an elementary class sometime and lemme know how many of them text and type before learning to write. We’re getting there, but we’re not there yet.
You try being one of the sharper kids in class who could be out trying to learn about socializing during recess, but no, he’s stuck miring through a penmanship worksheet. It’s a struggle at a young age. And get this:
Handwriting is a struggle for us autistics at any age.
And sometimes it does matter.
I don’t like putting down more than just my signature when writing in birthday cards.
I’m not the one you can count on to jot something down.
And my wife would appreciate a love letter once in a while, but I’m embarrassed and taxed in writing her one that doesn’t look like it came from a 1st-grader.
So yeah, if we insist on texting or emailing instead of writing: trust us, it’s for everyone’s good.