CHILHOOD MEMORIES .
WHEN It was all about PAIN and TEARS.
MY MUM, most of the time, was the only person who was doing my hair. SHE was against relaxers and hair salons because why pay so much money, when she could do it and at that time, in the early 70’s and 80’s (yes I am that old!) it was very expensive.
My nappy hair were kind soft and long reaching my shoulders but when my MUM was calling me to DO my Hair, I always started crying before she even touch my head. Because, I knew I will feel the pain during the brushing and the combing.
The worst part was during the washing process when my MUM brushed and combed with the shampoo, then she dried my hair with a towel which make it tangled more for brushing and combing it again more painfully. Well it was like hell on earth to me because I was screaming all the time.
The only part that I liked was when she put on my scalp the PENTO cream and threaded my hair, and I kept it for one week or more. Then the thread was taking off and my hair were soft and shiny (almost like they were relaxed).
Maybe because I was in FRANCE, I didn’t experience the nasty remarks about my hair, most of the time people (black and white) were amazed by my creative hairstyles. Of course because of the pain, I really wanted mine more straight. SO one day, my MUM decided to use the HOT COMB on my hair (the one we put on flame).
Next Episode 2: WHEN I STARTED TO HATE THE HEAT