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´´ifemelu looked in the mirror. she was all big eyeds and big head. at best, she looked like a boy; at worst , like an insect.´´page 258

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´´ifemelu looked in the mirror. she was all big eyeds and big head. at best, she looked like a boy; at worst , like an insect.´´page 258

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Ifemelu Drew her head away. "what if every magazine you opened and every film you watched had beautiful women with hair like jute? You would be admiring my hair now (p.269)

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"Aunty, biko, leave my hair alone," Ifemelu said. pg-269 Peicheng

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"Aunty, biko, leave my hair alone," Ifemelu said. pg-269 Peicheng

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I think this is when Ifemelu came to a conclusion that her hair is HER hair, her own identity consciousness awakening.

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"I hate my hair. I coudn't go to work. Wambui's reply came min. late: go online. HappilyKinky Nappy.com. Its natural hair community. You will find inspiration. She showed up the text to Curt." (pg.259.)

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"I hate my hair. I coudn't go to work. Wambui's reply came min. late: go online. HappilyKinky Nappy.com. Its natural hair community. You will find inspiration. She showed up the text to Curt." (pg.259.)

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This quote is significant Ifemelu hate her hair, she didn't like it, she look like an insect. She didn't went to work because of her hair.

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" There is nothing more beautiful than what God gave me." (p.264)                                                            Jia Yao 

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" There is nothing more beautiful than what God gave me." (p.264)                                                            Jia Yao 

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“All your girlfriends had long flowing hair,”She was being absurd, but knowing that did not make her any less so. Pictures she had seen of his ex-girlfriends goaded her

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“All your girlfriends had long flowing hair,”She was being absurd, but knowing that did not make her any less so. Pictures she had seen of his ex-girlfriends goaded her

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Ifemelu doesn't agree with her hair very much, and she has no confidence in her short hair. She thinks Curt prefers flowing long hair to her short hair of African blacks.

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“I hate my hair. I couldn’t go to work today “ page-259

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“I hate my hair. I couldn’t go to work today “ page-259

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I Connect this idea with the identity because Ifemelu just try to fit in, but her changes make her feel worst than ever, she don’t feel like her, she feels ashamed of his new style!

Fernando Quintana (2023)

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Ifemelu was still staring  at her hair. What had she done? She looked unfinished, as though the hair itself, short and stubby,..." (258)

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Ifemelu was still staring  at her hair. What had she done? She looked unfinished, as though the hair itself, short and stubby,..." (258)

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This is connecting to her identity. Before she didn't care about her hair that much, but now she does, she even had to cut it. Even after cutting her hair she was not happy and even ashamed. My experience with scarf was similar when I first had to take out my scarf I felt shy, but I started to getting comfortable. After all that years went by me wearing it on and off, I started liking not to wear it but my husband wants me to wear it...
Yalda

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Ifemelu drew her head away. “What if every magazine you opened and every film you watched had beautiful women with hair like Jute? You would be admiring my hair now.”

Karen.

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About her hair-She reached for her phone and sent womb a text: I hate my hair. I couldn't go to work today. ( Adichie259) 

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About her hair-She reached for her phone and sent womb a text: I hate my hair. I couldn't go to work today. ( Adichie259) 

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Ifemelu is very shame of her hair, she doesn't want to face her colleague, she thinks her hair is very ugly.😥
Jia Chi Lin

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HappilyKinkyNappy.com. It’s this natural hair community. You’ll find inspiration. P211 

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HappilyKinkyNappy.com. It’s this natural hair community. You’ll find inspiration. P211 

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I see this quote brought the attention of Identity through hair. I think the love and support comments that it did provide to some that were not happy about their natural hair. It helped them lift their spirit up and being comfortable with who they are and comfortable with their natural hair. Therefore Ifemelu felt happier and more confident about her hair.
Shatha

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"You are always battling to make your hair do what it wasn't meant to do. If you go natural and take good care of your hair, it won't fall off like it's doing now."

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"You are always battling to make your hair do what it wasn't meant to do. If you go natural and take good care of your hair, it won't fall off like it's doing now."

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(Adichie 258)

AJ Delgado

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"I don't want my hair to be brave."(258)vanesa

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"I don't want my hair to be brave."(258)vanesa

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This quote is an excellent example for identity because Ifemelu was frustrated because Curt mentioned that her hair has a brave look, but this comment make her discover that her confidence on her natural hair was based on its looks. While reading this chapter, I felt sad how ifemelu lost her natural hair by the relaxing chemicals she used on her hair. For me, the most beautiful thing  that I love in myself is my hair.

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I love the sistas who love their straight weaves, but I'm never put thing horse hair on my head again

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"...-she looked in the mirror, sank her fingers into the hair, dense and spongy and glorious, and could not imagine it any other way. That simply, she fell in love with her hair." (p.264)
-Michelle