Never have I felt more liberated, more confident and more beautiful than the day I decided to set my afro free.
On October 18, 2015, I was forced to face the world with my “real” hair exposed.
I couldn’t make it to the salon the day before, so on that Sunday morning, I plucked up the courage to go “natural”.
To my surprise no one laughed, and surprised colleagues complimented my untamed, big, bushy ‘fro.
I realised that if I want my daughter to grow up and embrace her unruly hair, I will have to lead by example.
Reading people’s nasty comments about 13-year-old Zulaikha Patel from Pretoria High School for Girls really saddened me.
These girls aren’t breaking down their school. All they want is to be treated right.
If you haven’t been the butt of kroeskop jokes, then your ignorance is understandable. You just won’t get it.
Yes, there are more pressing issues, like the country’s shocking murder rate, but right now, this is Zulaikha’s issue.
Her time will come when she’ll have to worry about world peace and global economic meltdowns.
I agree that every child should adhere to their school’s code of conduct, but why should it come at the cost of these young girls having to change their identities?
Why does she have to go through the pain of straightening her hair to make it fall flat?
By whose standards is her natural hair untidy?
Her hair defies gravity just like her boldness defies the norms of society, and for that I salute her.