Umusatsi!!!!!

Glory days :-)

I have always looooved having hair. As a child(About 6yrs old), I wrote my first song which went something like this:
You better need to look at my hair oh!
You better need to look at my hair oh!
You better need to look at my hair oh!
Because it is very long :-)  (my siblings know the tune)

I remember crying when I had lice from nursery school and was told the only solution was cutting it all off! I cried and cried till my mother had mercy. The one time I failed to cry myself out of a hair cut was when I joined Nakasero Primary School after failing the interview for Kitante Primary school where they allowed kids to have hair. I lost it all. That was the end of hair and ribbons:-( (very sad face)

It is possible that one of the major reasons I wanted to go to Gayaza High School is because the girls could keep their hair long. I wanted it that badly. We used to even wash our hair with avocado and eggs! Thankfully, the hair grew and even became glorious. I would take time in prayer to thank God for my hair.(Sounds vain right?)

For someone like me to now be thinking of cutting my hair- that's a BIG deal!! But I'll be honest, it is just not loving this bulaaya plot. Having hair plaited here costs an arm and a leg. It is also hard to find a salon that understands my nviri. I knew that before I came so I tried to be prepared- came with hair oil and a hair iron(not enough? maybe!)

In a lot of pics of girls overseas- truth is everything else usually looks great but the hair is the biggest fox! Braids last as long as pooooossible and our hair tends to struggle. I know that there are overcomers and I look forward to learning their tips.

I have had to temporarily abandon the cutting idea cause haircuts here cost an arm- especially if you need it done every 2 weeks. And if I wanted to re-grow the hair- it would be a chore! Looks like I am keeping the hair! At least for now.