The First Tooth

Hana has been hanging on to her tooth for weeks now. The very first tooth. It was dangling by a threat, but she was displaying ‘patience’, as she called it, and the tooth was not to be touched. The thing was hanging on to dear life; she already had her tooth box ready, and the tooth fairy was all informed on this one. And so, when this afternoon she was watching TV, and she suddenly realized that the tooth was gone, without her noticing it, the house was too small.

An upset (and not so pretty) Hana

She cried her heart out. The tooth fairy was not going to give her money, and the school nurse was not ever going to give her a tooth box anymore, because although she had already pried the tooth box from the clutches of the school nurse, she now had no tooth to show for.

Hana's teeth; all happy except for that little one that got lost.
Lost! I tell you, what a drama. It is crying it's eyes out, and so is Hana.

Out of sheer desperation, she wrote herself little notes showing her misery. She cannot write yet, or refuses to write, according to her teacher, but she can draw pictures. And so she drew these two notes showing her love for her missing tooth. All happy faces, except for the missing one; gone forever.

Ah! Poor little lost tooth, with little hearts drawn around them to indicate her passionate love for this tooth, that got lost.

Does this story have a happy ending?

Yes.

Happy Hana! Tooth has been found.

She remembered that while eating her lunch, she bit something hard and she spit it out on the carpet. Thank you very much Hana, for spitting your lunch onto the shaggy rug. We turned the rug upside down, and indeed, together with left-over lunch, came the tooth.

The relief was immense, on all sides.