did the big chop about three years ago, and I did so not because of any social trend, or to be in touch with my roots but rather because I became aware of the dangerous side effects. And I can tell you today, I do not feel anymore Ghanaian today than I did on that day because, as my girl India Arie sings beautifully, I am not my hair.
As someone who identifies as a black feminist, I've always had no doubt in my mind how I'd raise my daughter, should I have her, and much of this is put into practice as I interact with my many younger female relatives. But what about my son? Now that I'm 99% sure that I'm having a black boy, the thought of raising him has got me thinking.
Afro hair has many guises - locks, puffs, dreads, braids, bantu knots - all of which are expressions of our multi-faceted culture. Despite these styles being historically documented, Afro hair is still waiting to be asked to sit at the proverbial 'head table' with the brunette, blonde and red-haired population.