little girl and her tuft

Once upon a time, there was a little girl who wore a dense tuft on her head, as dense as the foliage of a beautiful tree; a very black tuft, as black as the blackest essence of ebony; a very bright tuft, as bright as fireflies in the moonlight; a very beautiful tuft, as beautiful as the flower that blooms in the morning dew. The little girl was sad. She really liked of her tuft but didn't know how to use it. She decided to ask the adults, because her mother had always told her that adults know things that little girls and boys don't know.

The little girl and her tuft is an African tale of self development, dealing with the problems of Afro hair and the deconstruction of identity rooted in the imagination of generations of men and women and in today's social practices.