Fellow dad, Sean, brought in the left handed bow. I didn’t tell her much. You don’t tell a kid about stage fright and I wasn’t going to tell her that shooting with your left hand is supposed to be hard for a right handed person. Her coach came over for some personal instruction. He moved the target even closer than ten yards and let her shoot. Within about 14 arrows, she seemed to have the basic mechanics done. Then, her shots started grouping together and my jaw dropped.
We wrapped up tonight’s practice and I thought, “Now what?” She doesn’t have a left handed bow and further practice with the right handed bow seems silly.