I Tried To Flick My Hair And Almost Broke My Neck

I tried to flick my hair and it sent me to the emergency room.

I broken my neck trying like those white guys that swing their hair out of their face, but my hair was nappy like a short flat rug. I didn’t know who I was….

I even purchased a convertible so my hair could blow in the wind as I drove, and that was a disappointment.

I tried a women’s stocking  rolled down from the top to get my head.  I tried heat to blow it out for the effect. It worked until the humidity caused it to curl.

I put thick grease, Royal.Crown and My Knight in my hair to control the the tight bee bee curl .

The whole thing  wasn’t natural, it was wrong.

The waves didn’t come and neither did the girls looking for good hair.

I didn’t give up… I wouldn’t let that stubborn kink rolled up tighter than a church usher, so I put heat, grease, water and curls into the unruly knots.  

And it came to pass, that I still have stubborn hair, that my friend use to laugh and tease me for.

 And many years latter, I still have hair to cut before it gets too wild. It’s now a battle of the worn out, and showing signs that come with ageing, but it has not given up the fight.

It’s still there all over my head unlike many  that are looking for where theirs went and left them , whereas mine… the stubborn stuff ain’t giving up an inch.

And I don’t try to flick it knowing full well it will not blow in the wind.

I still got mine!

JB

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