My aunt has hair as curly as two waves atop each other. It is as short as a cat’s tail. It is black like a crow’s feather. It smells like earth, just like her. When you smell it, you can also smell the cocoa butter on her neck. It is sweet.
I love to play with the many curls in it. It feels like silk bunched together. It reminds me of a lion’s mane, short and curly, just like hers. It moves like a palm tree in the wind—slow, steady, and beautiful.
Rylie, fifth grade, Popham Elementary School
January 19th, 2010 at 12:12 pm
So very proud of you, Rylie, and honored I had the chance to work with you in Ms. Zachary’s class last semester. I hope all is going well for you and that we see each other again down the line (at your first Borders’ book-signing, perhaps?). Hugs – Ms. Terri
January 19th, 2010 at 8:59 pm
Thanks ms.Terri, and I am doing good I hope to see you again also
you were a great instructor! ~Rylie~