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A childhood belief about appearance

I had just started school and I came home and told my mum that I wanted twigs in my hair like my new best friend who's name I couldn't remember. For days I went on about these twigs and mum hadn't a clue what I was on about until I pointed out my new best friend. Her name was Barita, she belonged to the only black family in my town and she had little plaites all over her head!

— Claire UK

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