This hair of mine
I haven't cut my hair since 1989. You would think it flows way down my back, but huh! It doesn't. My hair just goes slightly past my shoulders. As a child I loved having my hair short. All my mum's attempts to grow my hair went down the drain coz I always chopped it off. Suddenly I decided to stop the hair-chopping madness and let it grow. So I let it grow, and it is growing, at a snail's pace though. It has also been through lots.
I remember my schooldays, it was always cornrows. Either all running down - mistari ya chini, or all up - kilimanjaro. Come holidays, then you could do whatever you want...either pussycat style, lines going up and a part of it running towards your forehead. December was the time for rastas, if you got lucky you got beads done too! The joy of it all was running around and hearing how your beads would make that ka-sound.
Another thing my hair went through was the hot comb. This was done just especially for christmas, or if you were a flowergirl at a wedding. The whole process was freaky. I would sit on a stool, have my mum drape a lesso on my shoulders and then apply vaseline on my kinky hair. The hot metal comb would then be pitishwaad through the hair. It was like frying bacon but hey! In less than an hour I would be having straight hair so no problem. Once we were in shagz and although we had lots of vaseline, my grandma's maid decided that kimbo does a better job. After the process I was smelling like kikaangio cha chapati! Hot comb styles did not last long, the humidity in the air made the hair go back to its kinky state in a couple of days, and woe unto you if you got rained on :-(
Post high school: Feeling very grown-up, I got my second ear-piercing, had my first cream fire a.k.a perm! I was so thrilled with my new straight hair that I spent the first few weeks just curling it up with tongs. For the last 6 years that I've had a perm, my hair hasn't been growing. It is just there...if it grows an inch, I have to cut off the split ends. Frustrating, frustrating.
Since July 2005 I haven't done any re-touch. I am tired of this perming thing. My hair is now always in braids. Tiny braids down my back, braids with my own hair, now big braids. And my hair is growing!!!!!!!!!
I just hope that I won't fall back into the perm-trap when I go home!
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