“Mrs. Daniels! Something STRANGE is going on here!” a third grade boy muttered into my ear right after my writing workshop lesson.
“What, honey, what’s wrong?”
“Well,” he continued, “This morning, your hair was this caramel-chocolate color and now. . . well, it’s turning grey!”
My cheater reading glasses rested on top of my head, pulling back my bangs and hair along my hairline. Note to self: buy a box of hair color on the way home. I laughed and I don’t think he knew why. This boy had a serious question and wanted an answer for how hair can turn grey so fast.
“Are you magic?” he smiled.
I tire of coloring my hair. The box colors seem to last about two weeks on my grey patches now. I can’t be running to a salon every month. Geez.
“When can I start letting my hair go grey?” I ask my friend.
“Oh, never!” she warns.
“Seriously? I can’t do this until I’m 70. My own mother JUST now stopped coloring her hair and it’s a beautiful grey. I can’t go another 20 years.”
“Oh, but, we have to.”
Another box of Clairol Nice and Easy ~Dark Auburn is purchased.
My poor little third grader is going to be so confused.