Personal Narrative: My Experience With My Hair

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Different In everyone’s life there comes a time where they realize that not everything about them was perfect, that they are as good as her/him or they don’t have that. They begin to change to “fit in with the norm,” the normal that society has told them that they need to be. I personally have been through many experiences where I was not “normal” in some people's eyes, where when my truest-self had shined, they put a shadow because they thought I was not good enough, but from these experiences, I have learned so many lessons. Many of these experiences started from elementary with bullying and still continues today with my appearances. My very first experience began in the fourth grade, I had recently moved schools due to new school district boundaries. I remember when I finally had found a group of friends to play …show more content…

Being African my hair is naturally curly and poofy. When I was younger, my mother used to perm my hair straight, so I never really knew what my real hair was like. In the fifth grade, my mom eventually stopped perming my hair and my natural hair began to grow in. Whenever I wore my natural hair down in school people would look differently, they’ll ask me” what’s wrong with your hair?” or “why does your hair look like that?” I would not know how to respond because that was my hair and it just grows that way. My hair also began to be a weakness for me had because I began to notice that all of my friends had silky straight hair. Kids at school began to call me a “lion” or “crazy hair Eunice”. Although most of them were joking around and did not mean to be rude, this really hurt me because I did not know what to do because I was born this way and I cannot change how I look like. I began to beg my mom to perm my hair again or to straighten it for me, but she would not and she told me to embrace my hair. Even now people still make rude comments about my

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