Thursday, March 10, 2011
My curly hair
This was a challenge for our retreat. Scrapbook something from your childhood. I believe this is my 2nd grade school picture. The story I told, was how mom thought something was terribly wrong with me, because she would wet my hair and comb it, and within a very short time, it would just be flying all over the place. She finally figured out I had naturally curly hair. Most of the time I felt like it was a curse. I hated it growing up, because the style was long and straight while I was in high school. Girls wore soup cans to bed to straighten their hair or ironed it. I couldn't do anything to get mine straight. Now, after all these years, I still have curly hair, but not nearly as curly as it was back then. And...now...I almost wish I had it all back! Never satisfied....
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