Hi everyone! Today, I’m sharing something a little different. Do you see this old pink comb? Believe it or not, it’s still sold here! But for me, it’s not just a comb; it’s a time machine full of memories.
I have so many memories with this comb, mostly of my mother pulling my hair tightly to style it. She was always so careful to send me to school looking my absolute best: hair perfectly done, my white uniform spotless, and my belly full. I never truly understood her struggle until I became a mother myself.
The truth is, she was always racing against time so we wouldn't be late for school. She would grab me and try to tame my "twisted hair"—that’s what she used to call it. Back then, no one knew my hair was actually "curly." In those days, it was just called "frizzy" or "messy" hair that was impossible to comb. She would brush and brush until it hurt, and I would burst into tears because she pulled so hard, and those sharp plastic teeth were so painful!
I hated that comb! Haha. One day, I decided to hide it so she couldn't hurt me with the morning routine. My mom started searching everywhere: "Where is the comb? Where is it, kids? Did anyone see it?" It was already late, so she finally sent me to school with my messy hair, saying, "Go now, I can't find it!" I was so happy! I thought I was finally free from the pain of combing my curls, even if just for one day.
I went to school, and everyone stared. My hair was flying everywhere, looking huge and "ugly" by the standards of that time, but I didn't care. When I got home, my hair had practically reached the sky! My mom just looked at me and said, "Your father bought a new comb, come here so I can do your hair." Haha! I thought to myself, "Fine, I’ll just wake up tomorrow and hide this stupid comb again!"
Looking back now in my mid-thirties, these memories are so beautiful. I find myself racing against the wind too, especially with my son who has ADHD. Now, I know for a certainty that what a mother gives to her children is truly priceless.
By the way, did you have a comb like this in your culture? Nowadays, "frizzy" hair has become a trend called "Curly," with its own special products and special combs. Everything has changed... but the love of a mother remains the same.
