one day, there was a little girl who wished she was a boy. and so she said to the lady that cut her hair, "brenda, i want my hair cut like a boy."
so brenda cut her hair like a boy.
that little girl loved that boy haircut. and that girl's little sister loved that boy haircut. so she got one too.
only somehow she looked even more like a boy than her older sister did. one day at church, a real boy said to the little sister, "how come are you wearing a dress if you are a boy?" the little sister cried. and so the little sister grew her hair out and looked like a girl again.
but the big sister wanted to look like a boy. one day while she was playing at the park, some teenage girls said, "let's let this little boy go first." and they were talking about her.
she was thrilled.
eventually, she grew out of that stage, and so did her hair. she decided she loved being a girl and never wished again that she was a boy.
but she still didn't love her hair long.
and then the little girl was grown up, and she was getting married in only three and a half months. she went home for christmas and she went to the hair cutting place. and brenda said, "what would you like today?"
and the girl said, "just a trim, please."
but then as brenda talked and talked and washed the girl's hair, the girl couldn't stop thinking about having short hair. because even though she was getting married so, so soon, and even though she always had wanted long hair at her wedding, that girl really, truly hated not having short hair.
and so she told brenda to cut it off.
and so brenda did.