Ever since I was a tweenage girl, I despised my thick, knotty, curly hair. During summer breaks, my dad brought me to work. I’d play my turquoise GameBoy Color, read, practice my sales pitch, and sign my name as “Sylvia Quinones,” a name I came up with that looked nice written in cursive. My dad’s employees were friendly. I updated them on what was going on in the Harry Potter…Continue reading Curly Hair Quarrels: Waving Hello to the Curls