My hair has always been a great conversation piece. In high school, I was the girl with the “bush”. That changed after a birdie from a badminton game got suck in my hair. It was now Woodstock’s home! During my college years, I worked two summers at a Christian camp, and had a cheer written about the girl with the big hair.
Well, after last Friday I am able to add another story to this collection. I had just started one of my fourth grade classes, when one of the girls raised her hand. Now we weren’t talking hair, but when I called on her, this is what she said:
“I know what your hair style is, it’s a boofanda!”
She was so pleased with herself for figuring it out. I didn’t know my hair was something to figure out! Well, “boofanda” it is! I kind of like the sound of it.
Well, after last Friday I am able to add another story to this collection. I had just started one of my fourth grade classes, when one of the girls raised her hand. Now we weren’t talking hair, but when I called on her, this is what she said:
“I know what your hair style is, it’s a boofanda!”
She was so pleased with herself for figuring it out. I didn’t know my hair was something to figure out! Well, “boofanda” it is! I kind of like the sound of it.
1 comment:
blubber macadamia! ;)
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