It Takes a Village To Raise a Child

There are different stages in life , there is an age we get to where we literally want to try everything, even things we normally wouldn't do. About two years ago, a friend of mine had dyed his hair and I had seen how good it looked on him, so I had done the same thing on my hair. This was basically the first time I would do anything like that.

You see, all my life I've always been a model child. I've always done everything by the books because I didn't want to get in trouble with my dad. So when I decided to dye my hair a completely different color from it's natural dark color, it felt like I was opening a new phase in my life.

I had settled for the color brown and this was because I still was having double mind on dying the hair, but I was in school now and all alone, so I was one hundred percent in charge of every decision I took. I remember walking home that day from my friend's place where I had gone to dye my hair and everyone in my street was just looking at me, surprised.

Everyone has always seen me as a good gentle guy and I know that seeing me with a coloured hair for the first time ever was making a lot of them have a rethink on if I really was a good guy or not. My aunt had even called when she saw the hair in some pictures I had posted online and I had lied to her that I was making use of a filter and that my hair was still black.

But funny enough, three days later I dyed it back to black and it was because of an elderly woman who sold groceries down my street. I always go to her shop to buy stuff and on this faithful day, I had gone with my newly coloured hair and she has immediately started to talk me out of it. She had said that she has always seen me as a good guy and not someone that do something like this (the people over here see dying of hair as a wayward behavior) and for some weird reasons, I had listened to her and gone to dye it back to black.

It was something about the way she spoke to me, like the way a mother would speak to her son that she really cares about. And thinking about the whole thing now is funny because it's almost as if everyone in this community see me as a good guy that they refuse to let me go astray even if I want to. It's a good thing to be honest because it just tells me how good of an impression I leave on every one of these people here and I'm happy about it.

_{Photo of me, taken on my phone.}