DEAR YOUNG BLACK GIRL

Those ashy white legs you never cared about has become long and elegant. Admired by men, soft and the pain of sugar waxing makes you miss the days you bathed outside and never bothered who watched. 

Needless to talk about the kinky textured hair that was an issue every Saturday. Mama pulled the hair into perfection, braiding the full hair into cornrows for school. You cried and hoped the hair should go away. Now the hair has become the new afro every lady wants to carry in all glory. Flaunting the fullness of the textured hair into styles that so many commend.

Life's been good, maturity has set in. Expectations has increased and the ''MARRIAGE'' topic has never ceased on the lips of the elderly who has mistaken well-being for wedding.

Let's take a walk down memory lane. I'l like to show you things that really matter and the things that never mattered

As a child, you had opinions which were not informed by no one. You chose what to eat and what not to eat. You decided what games you were interested in and you  freely played football with boys. 

Gender disparity wasn't a ''THING'' and you saw everyone as your friend as long as they gave you attention and played with you.

WHAT CHANGED?

Society influenced your opinions. Your likes and dislikes became dependent on the clique you were involved with and what was obtainable. 

Beauty became ingrained on skin colour considerations.

Boys turned to men and posed  a necessity for being happy in life. You were constantly reminded that being single wasn't so normal and a man is an important part of living. The relationships failed several times, heart broken and yet you bounced back to living. 

These changes helped mould your mindset and you lost your independence even as a grown woman. Your dependence on society's opinion on career, lifestyle, relationships and even down to your skin colour has become the bane of your existence. 

Social media isn't left out on it's opinion. The rise in the wave of feminism and ownership of who you are as an individual are just coated on the lips of many however, has not sank really deep in the hearts of the masses.

Dear Young Black Girl,

Your ''Blackness'' is your heritage and your identity, don't lose it. Society has its opinion about just everything that concerns you, listen to your heart and do exactly what makes you fulfilled. Marriage is not the goal, a happy life is the goal. You already know by now that marriage is NOT the key to happiness, however if you desire marriage, you should be prepared for it and get it right. 

Life may not be all you want it to be now, trust me, you will grow to be all that you dreamt of. Don't be afraid to dream too big. Focus on proper planning, dedication and execution. Indeed, you can do anything you set your mind to do. 

ONE MORE IMPORTANT NOTION

In your 20s and 30s, you really cared so much about being accepted and what people were thinking of you. In your 40s and 50s, you will find out that no one actually was thinking of you and you've lost yourself while gunning towards public acceptance and in the end you failed to accept yourself for who you were growing up to become.

Readjust and take charge of your life while working on becoming a better version daily.  

I will keep in touch and make sure you become great and achieve all.

Yours' Sincerely
Fairy Black Godmother

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