Dot Hid UFLI Foundations Lesson 97
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Ashley found a photo tucked between a teddy and a stack of books. 'Mum!' she said. 'Look at this hair! So short and so pretty!' She held the photo up next to her own face and squinted. Same eyes. Same smile. Ashley had long, floppy hair. Mum had short, neat hair. 'I want hair just like that,' Ashley said. And Ashley had a plan.
She found the red cutters in the art box. The ones with the loopy handles. Ashley had cut paper before. She had cut string before. She had even cut a worm in two once. Sorry, worm! How different could hair be? Snip, snip, snip! Dark bits flew all around. Ashley had a big grin. She was so good at this.
Ashley picked up her little blue looking glass and held it up high. 'Time to see the new me,' she said. She tossed her head, just like the cool girls in her books. She looked. She blinked. She looked again. This was going to be so good.
'Oh no!' Ashley wailed. 'My hair!' Her hair stuck out in clumps. Big clumps. Small clumps. One bit on the right side was so short there was almost nothing left. The other side hung down like a soggy leaf. Ashley wanted to glue it back on. She wanted to turn back time. She wanted to never, ever cut it on her own again. 'Right,' she said in a small voice. 'I can fix this.'
In the kitchen, Ashley found a bowl of noodles. Long, floppy noodles. 'Noodles look just like hair,' she said. 'No one will see a thing.' She turned the bowl upside down on her head. Noodles fell over her cheeks and slid down her nose. She held up her looking glass and peeked. People would spot this right away. And now her head was soaking wet.
'Noodles are too floppy,' Ashley said. 'I need stiff hair!' She found green beans in the fridge and set them on her head one by one, like long, wild hair. Then Mum, Dad, and Sis walked in. Dad let out a hoot. Sis giggled. Mum pressed her lips together very hard. All three burst into giggles. 'It is not funny!' Ashley cried. But a bean slid right off her nose, and it was a little bit funny.
'Third time is the charm,' Ashley said. She took a bag of green leaves from the fridge and piled them on her head like a big green hat, then lifted her looking glass. Behind her, Dad giggled so hard he had to hold his belly. Sis hid behind her red ball and giggled. Even Mum had to wipe her eyes. 'Stop!' Ashley wailed. 'It is a look!' The leaves were wilting, and her head grew itchy.
That was it. No more noodles. No more beans. No more leaves. Ashley crawled behind the big red couch and made herself as small as she could. If no one could see her hair, then her hair was not real. That was just facts. 'Ashley?' Mum called softly. 'Come out now.' 'No,' said Ashley. 'This is my home now.'
Mum scooped her up and took her to the couch. Dad sat on the arm. Sis snuggled in close. 'I made a mess of my hair,' Ashley said. 'I do not look like the photo at all.' Mum pulled a red band with a little bow from her pocket and put it on Ashley's head. She held up the looking glass. Ashley looked. She blinked. She looked again. 'Wow,' she said. The girl in the glass looked kind of cool.
Ashley closed her eyes and smiled so hard her cheeks hurt. Short hair. A red band. A little bow. She did not look like Mum's old photo. She looked like Ashley. And Ashley looked cool. But next time she needed a trim? She would let Mum help. And the noodles would go back in the bowl where they belong.
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