My niece and nephew were both entertained by Zoe Fleefenbacher' s hair. It did lots of cool stuff. It made her unique and interesting. It made school an adventure in mayhem and in learning.
I think my fine-haired niece dreams of hair like Zoe' s, but my nephew and I have a lot of hair that has a mind of its own. I've learned that pixie cuts keep the madness in check (crew cuts do it for the boy, but he hates them). So while my niece thought wistfully about Zoe's amazing mane, the boy and I embraced the sentiment behind Anderson's story. Plentiful hair can take on a life of its own. Wouldn't it be great if that unruly hair could be harnessed for the powers of good?