That's it I want my natural hair back. It wasn't until a friend sent me the link of this blog (Le Coil) with all these very beautiful au natural black girls, that I began aching with jealousy and regret...kissing my teeth - like it could sprout little black coils from my roots. If you're not in the know (that's most of the non black world) a black girls hair is not naturally dead straight. That's right, it's curly in degrees, from very loose to very tight and if you do not see this type of hair sprouting from her roots then it is one of the following; chemically straightened, straightened, a weave, bonded, braided, or a wig. *shock, horror* - The people at work will wonder what they've been touching and the girls will hate me for drawing even more attention. desole

It's funny, I'm wishing for the same little coils the little childish imps at school taunted the thicked haired for. They would call  it 'peppergrain' like they were dirty insects scavenging the corners of your hairline. lol. Or you had 'Picky hair'. I understand peppergrain (on account of black circles of hair like balls of peppercorn or grain) but I never quite understood why your hair could be termed 'picky'....did you want to pick it? Anywho, peppergrain was funny yes, but more so because the peppergrain girls tended to be the ones who would later have long thick beautiful hair (on account of not using techniques and chemicals to straighten their hair and invite underage traction and chemical alopecia). Something of a smile will come to their faces...think last laughs.

So...I looked on this website, very much titilated by stylish girls and their coils and it reminded me of a poem I wrote from my poet days when me and Nunu had our little poetry club at uni. It's very fitting you know, it's titled 'I Am Not Black', I had the inclination then to rant on so you can imagine that this is the short end of a long poem. You'll get the gist once you've read but just in case you don't - it's a celebration of the things that make us not black but African and the identification of person by descent rather than a colour.  

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