I always knew that because of this head of hair, my life would not be charmed, I’d always be different, and that I would get more than my fair share of shit. When I was little, it was because of the hair I’d get chased by nuns with yardsticks that hit my butt with amazing… Continue reading Hair is the difference
Author: lavagal
Hawaii Kai wife and mom. Melanoma Stage 3a Cancer survivor. English Language Arts teacher, English Learners Coordinator, and Paraprofessional Tutor. Super sub teacher. Dormant triathlete. Road cyclist and Masters swimmer. Gardener. Mrs. Fixit. Random dancer. Music Curator. A teenager trapped in an aging body. Did you know 60 is the new 40? It is.
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