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My core memory that I hold dear to my heart is when I straighten my hair. As a child of colour in an all white school, I was looked at peculiarly. The way you look at those who walk on the street absent of clothes. Those stares of knives carved and twisted my self-awareness and so it was my character that was locked away in the abyss of my soul. I smiled without light and talked without passion. I copied everything they did because the lord knows what would've happened if I had become even more of an outlier. And so the time came when I would straighten my hair. I would be rid of all the early mornings of braiding my hair and tangles that were undone at night. However, it didn't nearly excite me as having another burden being taken away. The burden of laughs and whispers about my curly hair bouncing and holding pencils that were stuck in from hands that did not belong to me. The 400 degree metal would not straight only my hair but my character that had long curled into a ball that hid all the flavor of my person. I would be able to express myself and not be double of the girl with blond hair sitting in front of me. I would be just a smidgen closer to being that girl who THAT boy with the basketball liked. My hair would singe but my heart will blossom with piquancy that unleashed. So if the time ever comes where someone asks me what is a moment in your life that will clutch you until you fade away, it will be when I had the ability to speak and act with that gleam of pure freedom.
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that's an extremely powerful story- I would consider, if i were you, becoming a public speaker- you have a talent for expressing yourself through words
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