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Rowena Gets A Haircut

Rowena went to get her hair done. Her mother, in despair over Rowena's "cheap" haircuts, had given her a gift certificate for her own, more expensive salon, to see the only man she trusted, her Mr. Jonathan. Rowena's mother, very excited, wanted to go along, but Rowena put her foot down. She was going in order to keep the peace and because it was free, but she did not want them outnumbering her.

But Mr. Jonathan, as it happened, was home sick. The receptionist directed her instead to a Mr. Roger.

"Hello," said Mr. Roger. "How are you today?"

"Fine," said Rowena. "I'd like--"

"Isn't it a nice day?" he asked. "I like this time of year, don't you?"

"Well, I--"

"It's summer outside. In the summer the sun shines and it's hot and that's nice. In the winter it's cold, and that's nice too."

"Uh-huh," said Rowena.

"And then it's spring, and it gets warm again and the flowers bloom and the birds sing and that's very nice. And then it's summer, like now, and after that comes fall. Fall is also called 'autumn.' Can you say 'autumn?'"

"Look--" said Rowena.

"In the autumn the leaves here turn different colors and it looks very pretty. This neighborhood is very nice in the autumn."

"I want my hair cut," said Rowena. "I want you to leave as much--"

"Your hair is nice," said Mr. Roger. "It's red, isn't it? I like red hair."

"I want as much of the length left as possible. Just--"

"Long hair is nice," said Mr. Roger.

"Yes, it is. And I want mine long. So--"

"Short hair is nice too."


Rowena spent three hours with Mr. Roger. By the time she got home, she and her hair were both frazzled.

She told her mother what had happened.

"Oh, dear," said her mother. "Mr. Roger is really not a very good stylist."

"Why didn't you warn me about him?"

"Rowena, how can you be so angry with Mr. Roger? He may have ruined your hair, but he's such a nice man."

Rowena rolled her eyes heavenwards, pulled her remaining hair up on top of her head and held it there with both hands. "Can I borrow your hat?" she asked.

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