  Chantal Zakari, USA
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i went to an all girl highschool many rules uniforms no jewelry no make-up only white, navy, or black socks or tan, white, navy, or black stockings white, navy, black, red, green or gray sweatshirts oh, and pony tails or braided hair if longer than shoulder length my first year there i was eleven right out of elementary school i used to braid my hair later my best friend said she thought i had indian blood american-indian my hair was long always very long i wore pants all the time except for when i was at school so i thought i needed long hair that's what makes me a girl once, when i was five i went to my cousin's elementary school her teacher said to my cousin "i didn't know you had a little brother" after that my hair was long always very long at the hair dresser i watched my mom from the mirror making gestures to the hairdresser telling him to cut it even shorter than what i had asked for my hair was long always very long until my dad convinced me to cut it short "i'll get you a pair of gold earrings, they'll be more visible if you cut your hair" he said second year in highschool my girlfriend went to the u.s. as an exchange student she didn't bring a lot of things back except for a new perm "they make better perms in the u.s." she said. the following year another student went to the u.s. for a summer vacation she brought back a permed head, too that september perming or coloring hair was not allowed anymore i got a perm the day after my graduation i can't look at those pictures now my first year in college my hair was always loose i wore a lot of jewelry too they said "you'll cut your hair shoulder length when you get married" six months into my marriage and I still have long hair my dad gives me money everytime i go home for christmas "go to the hairdresser" he says my mom looks at me and says "is that how you will wear your hair tonight?" i only trim my hair now and that's nobody's business but mine |