I should be working on my essay (1500 words on why health intentions don’t always translate into health behaviours – I could write the book on that one!), but a friend tweeted this to me. What’s the big deal about boys with long hair?
We were told endlessly that we would “have” to cut his hair before he started school. People worried about teasing and bullying. I worried about teasing and bullying. But not because of his hair, because of his sweet and gentle nature, and because of his preference for narrative play over active play, because of his quirky interests, because of who he is. The hair issue didn’t raise a blip on my radar.
A few weeks into school, he told me that another boy with long hair in an older class had approached him and told him how cool he is for having long hair. And until yesterday, that was the only time it had come up.
Yesterday, he said he wanted to cut his hair because he doesn’t like it when people call him a girl. There are people who make honest mistakes, and there are people who do it deliberately. There is one boy in his class who we have known since they were babies. He’s a nice kid, and I like his parents (and his older brother), but he continually refers to Inigo as “she”, despite knowing that he is a boy.
This was one of those days when I was glad Inigo and I have practiced talking about feelings. It transpired that this kid is the one who is upsetting Squish, and we talked about how to deal with it. On Monday, Inigo is going to say to him, “Please don’t call me a girl, because it upsets me”.
He also said that he doesn’t want to cut his hair because it might hurt, so that is a whole ‘nother conversation 🙂