For the past four weeks, I have been the anomaly in our
group of trainees. Why, you ask? One Saturday in July, I, along with my
sisters Mona and Ma-Dee, headed to the market to get my hair braided. We were visiting the shop of Miss Margibi
County for the day – for real, Miss Margibi County herself braided my
hair! She just finished her third year
studying accounting at Cuttington University here in Liberia, and in the
summers, she braids hair to help pay for classes. Her name is Patience, and I have never met
anyone who dresses quite like she does.
Her hair was perfect, her jewelry was “plenty,” and she was wearing the
most obnoxious orange pants. But she did
a rocking job on my hair, so who am I to complain?
Patience, her mother Hannah, and my sisters Mona and Fatu
all helped in the process; thank goodness for their willingness to give the
white woman braids. The process
consisted of adding four packs of hair to the hair that I already have – this
hair is super long, jet black, and completely synthetic. The way it works is this: they take a small amount of fake hair, fold
it in half, hold the folded end at the root of my hair, and braid my hair into
the extension. (While my friends like to
joke that I have a “weave,” in reality, they’re just braided extensions.)
So here’s the deal.
If you want braids, follow these rules:
1.
Eat a big breakfast. After sitting for nine and a half hours, I
was famished. While the girls braiding
my hair were able to eat on a rotating schedule, having your head at all sorts
of weird angles is not conducive to eating.
2.
Speaking of nine and a half hours, take a pillow
along with you. Sitting on a wooden
bench gets old very quickly. While the
women encouraged me to take “stretch breaks,” I still was aching to stand for
the last six hours.
3.
Take lots of Tylenol before you go – the hair is
heavy, and you will have a headache for the next two days.
4.
Make sure you have a scarf to wrap up your hair
at night. This is very important.
5.
Washing your hair will become a thing of the
past. Well, you’ll only have to do it
once a week. It takes time in a bucket
bath, but it’s worth it.
6.
Get used to the “hair pat” quickly. It’s almost impossible to scratch your head
here, and for some reason, once you get braids, your head gets much
itchier. Instead, pat your head where it
is itching…phenomenally, it works!
Roosevelt and I |
My sisters and I. |
All joking aside, I have loved having these braids. It’s been a great way to integrate into my
family and community, and I get lots of comments when I’m on a walkabout with
my sisters – “your hair is fine-o!” or “sistah, you’re bluffin’ with your
braids today!” Unfortunately, these
braids will have a short life. My own
hair is too “slippery,” and it is starting to come out of the braids. I will keep it in for our swearing in
ceremony; after that, Sarah and I are planning to take them out before we get
to Pleebo. It will be a great roommate
bonding experience, I guess :)
Much love,
Caitlin
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