I've always sported short hair when I was young. I've never been one who keeps a comb or hairbrush in tow all the time so a short do fits me; but I've only tried a pixie cut once when I was in Grade 4. It was more forced actually because when Mama took me to the beauty parlor:D that afternoon, I had no idea I would go home looking like this...hahaha
Mama said I wasn't combing my hair so it was best to have my hair kept that short. It actually felt like a punishment- Dahil di ka marunong magsuklay, ganyan dapat ang buhok mo! My immature friends and neighbors made fun of it the moment they saw me and started calling me Kato (my nickname's Katy)...hahaha. I'm laughing at it now but I kept crying then with all their teasing so Mama never had it that way again. I don't know if she was trying to teach me a lesson but at 4th grade, it really just wasn't on top of my priorities..haha. It could be that she just thought the pixie cut was best. Ate Angel thought so too a few days ago so she offered to pay for my and Micah's haircut.
It was after highschool that I started to grow my hair, cutting it short every now and then but making sure that I can still tie it. Some people at the salon were looking at us yesterday, some even making comments about all the hair we were wasting; but I feel good:). I was still ambivalent yesterday but now I'm positive that I like my hair, not just because there's nothing I can do about it but because I really like it:) Thank you Lord for Ate's insistence, for this opportunity for change, and for hair that we can cut anyway we want and just grow back in a few months. I won't wait 14 years again 'til my next pixie cut, and I think I'd go even shorter next time:)
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