Hair Uproar

When it comes to my hair, I have ADD. If it's short, I want it long; as soon as I get it chopped, I want the length back. I'm always in the process of something with my head of hair.
Lucky for me (she said sarcastically), I have naturally curly hair. It used to really bother me. I fought it and struggled against it for years, cursing the genes that made what should have been lushish, silky smooth locks morph into kinky, curly strands of frizz.
But as I've grown older and more mature in my hair philosophy, I've learned to embrace my curls as they've been created. I have curly hair. There is nothing I can do about this natural phenomenon.
There are days, however, that I can choose to try to attain those smooth locks I've so coveted. I can spend the extra thirty minutes in front of the mirror and blow dry my hair as straight as I can. It doesn't get that straight, but it works for a change.
Yesterday, my hair ADD kicked in full force. I just had to have something different sitting on top of my head. Instead of shaving to my scalp and grabbing a wig, my choice was to take the blow dryer to my hair and work out those curls.
Little did I know, this decision would have a big impact on my upcoming day.
This was the first time I had worn my hair straight at work and as I walked into my school building, sporting my new look, I immediately ran into a couple of my 8th grade students.
"Is that Miss Rehrig?" one of them exclaimed. Then two more came running down the hall to check me out.
A little later on, my kindergarten class came into my room. Everyone of the girls ooed and awed over my newly straight hair. In their innocent way, they proclaimed me "beautiful".
However, the census was a little different with my 7th graders. After a full minute of explanation as to why I looked different, a boy called out, "I like it better curly. You look like my aunt." Apparently, that was a bad thing.
At teacher's meetings, my boss stopped right in the middle of giving instructions to a room full of teachers, looked at me and stated, "You've done something different to your hair, haven't you?"
And it went on like that the rest of the day.
So, this curly girl has decided that the next time Hair ADD hits and I decide to go down the straight and narrow, I'll remember the uproar this day caused and take a second look at the blessing of my curls.