Thursday, November 3, 2016

My story of cornrows

Growing up almost no one in my family knew how to cornrow. They could braid regular but cornrowing was something difficult, only 4 people in my family could do so. 1 of those 4 people was my oldest sister; I always wanted her to teach me but she never did. My cousin was the one who taught my sister so then mom would always get on my sister about teaching me and my other siblings how to braid so we would know too. My sister wasn't too focused on teaching us and I was fed up with sitting for hours while getting my hair braided. I started practicing on my little cousins hair to teach myself how to cornrow, then went on to practicing on my own hair and began to get better and better. Now I ain't tryna honk my own horn but here I am 6 years later and I braid and do hair better than my oldest sister. I say that with pride because everything I can do with hair I taught myself, so I'd consider that one of my skills that I plan to expand onto something bigger later on in life.

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  1. Okay, to be honest I thought that knowing how to cornrow was he best thing a person could know to do. I still can't do it myself so it's kind of neat for me to see someone else with the knowledge of how to do it. As much as I try to learn, it still tests me. I feel like an outcast of my family cause nearly everyone knows how to do it. My time will come as I keep practicing and keep getting knowledge on how to do it when the time is of essence.maybe you could teach me because I'm still clueless haha!

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