She has some kind of right/left dyslexia. When she's driving and I'm giving directions I have to tell her "short turn" or "long turn". Long turn being left, longer because it's across a lane, right turns are shorter.
But if someone told her that left is shorter than right for remembering purposes, it would probably mess her up more when following driving directions.
It drives me insane as I always subconsciously interpret it as a form of lazyness, your framing of it as a form od dyslexia may finally allow me to be less bothered by it!
So I cut across two lanes, avoided several oncoming motorists and made a hasty but decent emergency right turn into the parking lot.
She looked disgusted and said "Why did you do that? The place is RIGHT over there" and pointed to an area on the other side of the street on the left of where I'd been. "Why didn't you turn left RIGHT THERE WHEN I TOLD YOU TO!".
Ah, I loved that girl (platonicly). She hit me with a shoe one time, but I still feel bad for who she married.
I "know" where my right arm is and I can feel it instinctively (as a right handed person, it's my main, default arm). But apparently my brain cannot map those words to directions in the outside world until it establishes a positional relation to my own body. I used to be ridiculed as a child for not knowing left from right until I developed the twitching trick.
He would say to people with such problem "turn in the next left blue" every time.
So when they got to their test and and the tester will say to them "turn in the next right" their brain will add a "red" and they will look it up in the car and find it on the right beam.
He claimed it usually solved the issue.
Are you located in the US?
I moved from the mid-west to NYC and learned a fun regional language difference about waiting with others: Those from the NYC area say that they are "standing on line" whereas I had grown up saying "standing in line."
That little in vs. on sounds so different!
I've used mostly word by word translation from Hebrew as I didn't intuitively found "right" translation that will convey the same idea.
Now I live in Japan and when I speak Japanese I don't have the same problem at all. The brain (or at least my brain,) is a weird.