Monday, December 13, 2010

Hair Identity

You might have noticed that my son, Christopher rocks a huge afro.
Not some watered-down millennial 'fro,
but a retro-70's-style do.


It was his idea, and I have to admit, it was a bold move.
Kids in school don't appreciate individuality,
and a "kid with an afro," doesn't exactly scream
I'M ONE OF YOU!!!!

Christopher's hair draws lots of attention wherever he is.
Strangers often ask, "Are you wearing a wig?"
Others want to touch it; sometimes he lets them.


But when it comes to talking about why he grows his hair, Christopher usually remains tight-lipped, especially around his peers.

Why wouldn't he want people to know that he is growing his locks long enough to have them them lopped off and then donated to make wigs for cancer patients?

Maybe it's because Christopher doesn't mind being identified as "AFRO NINJA,"
having his hair ridiculed or looking different,
as long as he isn't labeled as the "kid whose mother had breast cancer."
I don't know whether it's the word (breast) or (cancer) that he objects to,
but after his hair is cut,
(hopefully)
he will never have to fight that identity again.

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