Story
Tell this slowly, with your own hands doing what the story says:
Once there were two brothers who lived at the ends of one child's arms. Their names were Right and Left.
Right was the greeting brother. When a friend came to the door, Right reached out first to shake hands. When the bread was passed, Right took the knife. Every morning the child tied a little red ribbon on Right's wrist, so the whole house knew him by his red coat.
Left was the steady brother. He held the bowl while Right stirred. He held the paper still while Right drew. He did not wear a coat, but he never minded; he knew that without him, the bowl would spin and the paper would slide away.
One day the brothers quarreled. "I am the important one," said Right. "No, I am," said Left. So each tried to do the work alone. Right tried to button a coat by himself; it would not close. Left tried to tie a shoe by himself; the laces flopped.
At last they sighed and worked together, Right pulling, Left holding, and the shoe was tied in a bow.
From that day on the brothers walked down the road side by side: Right on the side of the red ribbon, Left on the side of the heart. And whenever the child came to a crossroads and had to choose a way, Right and Left would each point, and the child would say their names.
Note: the heart lies a little to the left of the middle of the chest. "Left on the side of the heart" is a true and gentle anchor many children love: they can put Left hand on the heart and feel it beat.