Personal Narrative- Bad Haircut and a Mother’s Lesson

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Personal Narrative- Bad Haircut and a Mother’s Lesson

“Listen as your day unfolds. Challenge what the future holds. Try and keep your head up to the sky. Lovers may cause you tears. Go ahead, release your fears. Stand up and be counted. Don't be ashamed to try.”

I’m sitting with my knees tucked under my chin, waiting for my mom’s turn to be finished, so I can climb up in the hairdresser’s swiveling chair and have the big apron tied around my neck to get my hair cut. I’m singing the lyrics to my favorite song by Deseree (softly so mom doesn’t yell at me) while looking through the books of hair designs on the chair next to me. I really like the skinny models with their choppy, short-like-a-boy’s haircuts, and the more pictures I see the more and more I want to look just like them.

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