This blog will cover all the encounters I experience on a daily basis from members of the general public. Random people are drawn to either make comments or in some instances make physical contact with me because I have dreadlocks. Strange I know but it's my reality.
Tuesday, 29 June 2010
Today’s update...walked into town (takes an hour) half way there a man approaches (sorry no raincoat) says how beautiful my hair is (yes head was swelling) then asks for my number...I decline (probably a nutter) says if he meets me again he will ask me out. Here’s hoping I see him before he sees me.
Also today... in town in a shop...quiet... only ambient music interrupting the silence...until a young child...I’d y about 3 or 4 years old shouts out ‘look mummy look at that hair’... everyone turns to look at me... so much for going by unnoticed!!!
Finally walking back from town...red shoes purchased feeling happy... I hear a man talking behind me ‘look at her he says’ (head getting ready to swell again). Until he says ‘they used to be our slaves until some idiot set them free.’ I was too shocked to turn around. They walk past, three of them... they’re only young...students perhaps...the future... I feel sad...very sad.
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