From Baby Summer
Girls
and their Hair
“I
hate my hair!” That's Ana, every morning when she looks in the
mirror. She has the same hair as me. Long, dark, straight. The only
difference is I love my hair.
“Why
don't you hate your hair Dee Dee?” She barks at me.
“I
love it because I can braid it, and put it in pony tails, or just
one, or just leave it. I can do anything I want with my hair!”
“Ugh,”
Ana sighs and shakes her head. “Everything I do with my hair it
looks just the same- ugly.”
“Who
are you calling ugly?”
Me
and Ana have the same hair but we see it in different ways. Ana only
sees the bad- like when she wakes up every morning and it is tangley
and hurts to brush out. Or how it looks flat when she has been
berating it for a few minutes. Hair does that. It's right next to
your ears- it can hear you.
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