Farmgirl School

"It is no bad thing to celebrate a simple life." -Tolkien

I thought I would cry when the razor came on.  But instead I found myself laughing the rest of the day.  Joy and mirth followed me in awe and shock and relief. Struggles, burdens, fifteen hair colors, and my ego fell to the ground. Release.  

She was shy and reserved, and clearly did not necessarily want to there helping adults move.  Her dark skin was perfect.  She glowed with health.  Her long, long, glistening black hair was in three braids.  She was lovely.  A very young teenager with wholesome cheeks, but not a smile to cross them.  When I spoke …

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