As part of my New “Natural Hair Journey”, I have decided to share some of my hair stories, setbacks and lessons that I have learned concerning Hair. Today, I will focus on my teenage years. To start from the beginning read the previous post on my childhood years.
When I was about 13 years old, I attended Secondary School which was in two phases. What we call Form 1 to 4 and then from 5 and 6. This is usually from the age 13 until 18. I went to a private all girls catholic boarding school. Part of the requirement there was that we cut our hair. We didn’t think much of cutting our hair all we knew is that everyone had to do it and it was the rule. The reason being since it was a boarding school, we were supposed to spend more time concentrating on our studies rather than worrying about our hair. I ended up going to this school for only two years because of health reasons.
I then moved to another private day school. In this school we were allowed to pretty much do anything to our hair. Thus the coveted relaxer returned. Since my hair was short, I got a type of perm that turned my short kinky locks into wavy curly hair. I managed to somehow grow my hair until it reached shoulder length.
I often wore my hair in a low bun. But my hair never grew past this length. Most girls at my school never had hair past this length. Unless of course according to our assessment they were mixed with other races in their genetics. Since this was a private school, there were lots of middle class and upper class kids. Therefore, it was more diverse and we got to see all types of hair. We all thought that this was the longest OUR hair could grow and we accepted that. We then turned to weaves for artificial length.
One thing I must say is our culture was highly dependent on letting professional stylists do our hair. That was the ritual, every weekend me and my mother would go to the salon and they took care of our hair for us. The only thing I did on my own during the week is styling. Therefore, I was handicapped when it came to taking care of my hair or knowing anything about it.
After I completed school, after much discussion and begging, my parents let me go do my college in the United States. I had heard through some older friends, who had already been to university abroad that it was an expensive habit going to the salon every week on a student budget over there. And that everyone had to do their own hair somehow and most of them ended up wearing their hair in locs. I had no idea what I would do with my hair. I had to come up with a plan.
My Teenage years were mostly of experimentation and accepting the limitations of my hair.
During this time, I changed my hair styles frequently. I cut my hair into a bob, I experimented with color and when I longed for longer coils, I added weaved extensions and micro braids.
Because I was so dependent on hairstylists doing my hair, I had no idea how to care for my hair. I did not know what damaged my hair or helped it thrive. I simply neglected it, till it was time to visit the salon.
Watch the video below to hear me talk about my teenage hair experiences,
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