One of the great memories of my childhood was opening the mailbox to find a letter from my grandmother. Even better was a letter from her that was addressed to ME. I knew her handwriting before I could read the words. Most of us remember learning to print and then the excitement and terror of learning to write in cursive. We were all taught the basics of the curves and loops and lines and connectors, all of us trying to make our letters look like the models on the board or the paper. Even as we struggled with trying to make each letter perfect, our personalities and quirks began to come through in our writing and we each developed our own style.
The onset of the digital world has caused the demise of this particular art form, as keyboards replace pens and pencils. Most of the students I have now have never been taught cursive writing and struggle to read it. Do I think we should go back to a time when everything was handwritten and we didn't have access to the many wonders of the digital world? Of course not. But, I do find it sad that such a beautiful and personal way of expression may someday be a thing of the past.
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