Recently in class, we have discussed the idea of identity and what its components are through the short stories “Everyday Use” by Alice Walker, “Recitatif” by Toni Morrison, and “I Stand Here Ironing” by Tillie Olsen. One of main aspects of identity that our short story readings have addressed is appearance, often placing a high importance on them and making them a major part of the stories themselves. This makes sense because our appearance is a major part of our identity, giving other a glimpse of how we see and identify ourselves and who we really are as people. To connect these mid-20th century stories with a more modern day example, I’ll be using the song “I Am not My Hair” by r and b artist India.Arie which you can listen to and watch the music video for the song here; I’ve also placed the lyrics below this post. The main message in her song is that she as an African American woman is not defined by her hair, skin color, or by the stereotypes and beliefs that American society has placed on African American woman. However, unlike India.Arie, the main characters of each story think that their appearance plays an important part in their identity and I think they all can learn something from Inida.Arie’s song, especially in regards to their appearance. Instead of letting their appearance be the only thing that defines them, they should instead focus on other aspects of their personality define them. I think that from there, they may reduce many of the identity issues they have.
“I Am not My Hair” by India.Arie lyrics (found here)
See I can kinda recall little ways back
Small tryin' to bawl always been black
And my hair I tried it all, I even went flat
Had a gumdee curly top and all the crap now
Just tryin' to be appreciated
Nappy headed brothers never had no latest
Then I hit the barber shop real quick
Had 'em gimme little twist and it drove them crazy
And then I couldn't get no job
This corporate wouldn't hire no dreadlocks
Then I thought about my dogs on the block
Kinda understand why they chose a stealin' rock
Was it the hair that got me this far?
All these girls, these cribs, these cars
I hate to say it but it seem so flaw
'Cause success didn't come 'til I cut it all off
Little girl with the press and curl
Age eight I got a Jheri curl
Thirteen and I got a relaxer
I was a source of so much laughter
And fifteen when it all broke off
Eighteen and I went all natural
February two thousand and two I
Went on and did what I had to do
Because it was time to change my life
To become the woman that I am inside
Ninety-seven dreadlocks all gone
I looked in the mirror for the first time and saw that, hey
Hey, I am not my hair, I am not this skin
I am not your expectations, no, no
I am not my hair, I am not this skin
I am a soul that lives within
Good hair means curls and waves
Bad hair means you look like a slave
At the turn of the century
It's time for us to redefine who we be
You be shaving it off like a South African beauty
Get in on lock like Bob Marley
You can rock it straight like Oprah Winfrey
If its not what's on your head, it's what's underneath and say, hey
Hey, I am not my hair, I am not this skin
I am not your expectation, no
I am not my hair, I am not this skin
I am a soul that lives within
Who cares if you don't like that
With nothin' to lose post it with a wave cap
When the cops wanna harass 'cause I got waves
Ain't seen nothin' like that, not in my days
Man, you gotta change all feelings
Steady judging one another by their appearance
Yes, India, I feel ya girl
Now go 'head talk the rest of the world
Does the way I wear my hair
Make me a better person?
Does the way I wear my hair
Make me a better friend?
Does the way I wear my hair
Determine my integrity?
I am expressing my creativity
Breast cancer and chemotherapy
Took away her crown and glory
She promised God if she was to survive
She would enjoy everyday of her life
On national television
Her diamond eyes are sparkling
Bald headed like a full moon shining
Singing out to the whole wide world like, hey
Hey, I am not my hair, I am not this skin
I am not your expectations, no
I am not my hair, I am not this skin
I am a soul that lives within
I am not my hair, I am not this skin
I am not your expectations, no, no
I am not my hair, I am not this skin
I am a soul that lives within
“I Am not My Hair” by India.Arie lyrics (found here)
See I can kinda recall little ways back
Small tryin' to bawl always been black
And my hair I tried it all, I even went flat
Had a gumdee curly top and all the crap now
Just tryin' to be appreciated
Nappy headed brothers never had no latest
Then I hit the barber shop real quick
Had 'em gimme little twist and it drove them crazy
And then I couldn't get no job
This corporate wouldn't hire no dreadlocks
Then I thought about my dogs on the block
Kinda understand why they chose a stealin' rock
Was it the hair that got me this far?
All these girls, these cribs, these cars
I hate to say it but it seem so flaw
'Cause success didn't come 'til I cut it all off
Little girl with the press and curl
Age eight I got a Jheri curl
Thirteen and I got a relaxer
I was a source of so much laughter
And fifteen when it all broke off
Eighteen and I went all natural
February two thousand and two I
Went on and did what I had to do
Because it was time to change my life
To become the woman that I am inside
Ninety-seven dreadlocks all gone
I looked in the mirror for the first time and saw that, hey
Hey, I am not my hair, I am not this skin
I am not your expectations, no, no
I am not my hair, I am not this skin
I am a soul that lives within
Good hair means curls and waves
Bad hair means you look like a slave
At the turn of the century
It's time for us to redefine who we be
You be shaving it off like a South African beauty
Get in on lock like Bob Marley
You can rock it straight like Oprah Winfrey
If its not what's on your head, it's what's underneath and say, hey
Hey, I am not my hair, I am not this skin
I am not your expectation, no
I am not my hair, I am not this skin
I am a soul that lives within
Who cares if you don't like that
With nothin' to lose post it with a wave cap
When the cops wanna harass 'cause I got waves
Ain't seen nothin' like that, not in my days
Man, you gotta change all feelings
Steady judging one another by their appearance
Yes, India, I feel ya girl
Now go 'head talk the rest of the world
Does the way I wear my hair
Make me a better person?
Does the way I wear my hair
Make me a better friend?
Does the way I wear my hair
Determine my integrity?
I am expressing my creativity
Breast cancer and chemotherapy
Took away her crown and glory
She promised God if she was to survive
She would enjoy everyday of her life
On national television
Her diamond eyes are sparkling
Bald headed like a full moon shining
Singing out to the whole wide world like, hey
Hey, I am not my hair, I am not this skin
I am not your expectations, no
I am not my hair, I am not this skin
I am a soul that lives within
I am not my hair, I am not this skin
I am not your expectations, no, no
I am not my hair, I am not this skin
I am a soul that lives within