Bride Haircut

Hello. My nane is Sarah i am a 20 yeae old newly married girl.

As a girl from a chasidic jewish family i knew from a young age that when i get married i will have to shave my head accourding to out truedition.

Here is my story of how it went down.

I woke up and looked around my room, my newly married husband was sound asleep.

I got up and went to the bathroom, i looked into thr mirror, took off my turban and inspected my jet black hair, it was was a mess.

I took out the pony ruber, i lovengly played with my hair knowing full well that this is the last time in my life i will have this oportuniy.

For those who are not awear there is a small sect or ortodox jews called chasidim or chassidish, they have old fasion treditions , one of them is that married women shave their head once they are married and cover their head.

The first time it is done , is the morning after their wedding, usually the mother of the bride shaves her daghther the first time and after that she will shave her whole life every month.

Back to sarah.

I didnt want to think of the fact that i will be loosing all of my hair. I quickly put my turban back on and went back into my room. This woke up my husband , he said good morning and started to ger ready.

(Editor note: some of the actions dont make sence to some of the readers but i want to stay original)

I started getting ready myself and in the proccess i adjusted my turban , my husband commented as too try to be funny, you will not have deal with this hair for much longer, i forced myself to smile and said yes i know. So where is your mother going to give you the haircut? He wanted to know. She told me to call her when i get up and she will come here, ok good he said.

Once ready i called my mother. Oh sarah how are you? Fine mom, are you ready she asked , yes mom , mosha is going to pray now , great she said ill be over in a few min.

I took a coffee and my heart starting pounding of anticipation of my upcoming haircut.

Mom knocked on the door a few minutes later.. she hugged me tight and looked at me with shiny eyes. You looked stuning yeaterday and it was such a beatuful wedding , amazing.

We sat at the kitchen table and talked for a few minutes and i offered her a cup of coffee, she got up and said ” no, i dont want to waist time, i have a job to do” oh my i though this os going to happen snd its going to happen now.

We have to get you shorn quickly, i dont want your husband to come back and see it.

She got up and started looking around.

Lets do it in the empty bedroom you have , it will be easier to clean up the mess.

She went into room and looked around looking for an electric outlet, here she poined at the wall, get me a big plastic tablecloth to put down to catch the hair. I slowly walked to the kitched to get what she asked, we will take a kitchen stool, perfect, now we just need the clippers , where did  you put them, i bought you a new expensive one, i went to my bathroom to get the dreated machine, and handed the box to her. Now what are we going to cover you with? Get another tablecloth and we will make a hole for the head snf put it over you, i slowly walked back to get it.

When i came back, she was already fiddeling with machine , she pluged in the machine and said take a seat, she placed the tablecloth on top of my head and made ahole for my head and slid it over my head, ready she asked , i started shaking , she put the clippers down and put her hand on my shoulders and lovengly said to me ” oh dont be scared you will feel so good after you are shaven , you eill never want to have hair again” .

She pulled off my turban and my pony fell out, she took out the pony holder, letting my long hair fall around me, she picked up the clippers again, and almost turned it on , i spoke up” mom do we have to do it on a 000 blade? Maybe we can do a higher number a 4 or 5, i dont want to be bald” she quicly answered , no we have to shave completly all the way to the skin , dont worry you will be happy that i did it. And with that she turned on the clippers and went directly to my forhead and plunged it into my thick hair, hair started  raining down around me as she went back snd did another pass, i gave up the will to fight , i lowered my head compleltly resigned to my faith , closed my eyes and thought , i just want it to be over as quick as possoble.

Mom continued her work peeling off layer of layers of my long hair , i felt my head becoming lighter with each pass, the clippers scraping my scalp leaving nothing behind, she moved to my right and with quick passes removed all my haiir from my sideburns , i heard the chunk of hair hittjng the floor , i opened my eyes for a minute and saq the pile on the floor and shut my eyes again.

Darling we will be finishes soon she said.

She moved to the back and pushed my head down , lifted the long hair and soon felt the clippers running up my nape, the sansation was unbelievable i jumped up and it scared her, she stopped the clippers and asked me , is everything alright, yes i anawered it is just bery tickelish, please finish up, sure i know she said its a nice feeling , she turned back on the clippers and contued cleaning up every trace of hair from the back of my head , the cold air hitting my scalp at the back of my head was a feeling i nevee felt before , a few passes at the left , and i was all shorn to the skin.

She ran the clippers again all over my head to make sure she didnt miss anything, she turned off the clippers and put it down.

All done she said , so it it is so bad? She asked as she rubbed my bare skin, i dint answer anything, go take a shower she instructed as she dusted off the hair from shoulders and helped me out of the tablecloth , i stepped out and looked at the montians of hair that was 10 minutes before on my head, i ran to the shower , as the hot water hit my scalp i ran my head on my newly shorn head , it felt weird.

By the time i was out of the shower and dressed, there was not a trace of hair left as she cleaned it all up and jnto a small bagy.

A few minutes later my husband got home.

He right away looked at my and at my turban on my head, oh looks like you are all nicely shorn, how was the haircut ?

My mother smilled and left quickly and i ran to my roon, and the emotions cane pooring out……..

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