There was a heavy silence in the shop and only sharp snap of the scissors Rectified my head, still combed me, a long time, and it started to cut long pieces of hair around myĮars with scissors. Said : so that they will see his punishment and will learn how to obey our father.Įveryone sat down and my father said to the barber that the haircut could start. past an half, with my two young brothers. My father returned to the shop around 6 p.m. Your problem, me I know only one thing : you do not go down from the chair before your Me : `not, my boy, it was necessary to think of it front, urinate in your trousers if you want, it is Time passing, I wanted to urinate and I asked to the barber if I could go to the toilets. While waiting, they spoke about the delinquency and the need for the corporal punishments Three customers remained to await the return of my father and to see my haircut. His son and that his son remembers it a long time!` This haircut will be humiliating more the father of this teenager will be content. The barber answered: no problem, on the contrary, more All the afternoon, I was humiliated like that in front of customers, and some of them asked His comb, combed all my hair on my face, and it pressed on my head so that my chin touches myĬhest. When I raised a little my head, the barber came towards me with With each new customer, the barber explained why I was in the chair and that my hair would beĬut when my father would return. he is ridiculous like that, and it is very well for him ! Then my father left the shopĪnd and I remained alone with the barber. Myįather said: you are right, leave it like that until the end of the afternoon, with his hair which falls He combed my hair hard by firmly holding my head with its other hand. While he spoke with my father, he covered me with a large blue cape, and tightened my neck withĪ white neck duster. Made your shopping, takes your timeĪnd returns towards the closing of the shop, I will cut his hair when you return. Leave him all the afternoon in the chair awaitting his cut. The barber called to my father: if you want, so that he does not forget the punishment, we can My father plunged a hand in my hair and trailed me in the chair. The barber answered: `it is an excellent lesson for undisciplined teenagers. Wanted that this haircut like a real punishment for me, and he explained why. There was nobody in the shop when we entered. My dark hair was really long, falling on my mouth and on my shoulders. It took me along in a very old barber-shop. To the house and that I had spent all the night outside. I was 18 years old when my father decided to cut my hair to punish me. The history is true and I lived it 5 years ago. They didn't need other ways of working through their differences, at least it was what they chose to blindly believe.TyI am French: thank you for forgive my bad English. It was their vicious cycle, and they knew it well. It was a vicious cycle of spitting out words that hurt too much for them to consider each other friends or anything more than roommates. The only thing they totally connected on was their constant bickering. Where Kaveh was passionate and eager, Alhaitham was apathetic. Where Kaveh was loud and angry, Alhaitham was quietly frowning and groaning at how fucking annoying his roommate was. Where Kaveh was indecisive, Alhaitham was unyielding. Kaveh and Alhaitham were, as the latter once said, reflections of each other - seemingly identical, yet total opposites.
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