I am 9 years old this year, but I can still remember the time when I was 5 and a half and I lost my first two teeth.
That year during the season which cherries go ripe. One day, Mom said to me, “Daughter, let me see your teeth.” I opened my mouth and the teeth as white as snow come out. Mom said, “I want to see your belower part of the teeth.” And I lowered my head a bit.
“Oh, you’ve got two-layer teeth, and there are two of them.” Then Mom talked to Dad, “Come and look, it’s in the middle of the belower part teeth.” Dad took a look and said, “Yes, I see. The inside teeth is really small.”
Mom and Dad bring me to the Teeth Section of the hospital.
“Doctor, my daughter’s got two-layer teeth.” Mom said to the doctor.
And Mom lifted me up, the doctor let me open my mouth and she checked on it and said, “It’s two-layer teeth, this kind of teeth is better to pull it off early, you can pull it off now. Let’s go into the curing room!” She pointed to a room.
I went into the room with the doctor, Mom and Dad were right behind me.
Should we pull out the inside teeth or the outside? Mom said that she thought we shoud pull out the inside, but the doctor said that it’s really small for the inside, and it’s growing, of course you will have to pull out the outside.
The doctor let me open my mouth again, and she put some anesthetic into my mouth. I think it was a bit hurting, but I still hold it. After a while. The doctor used a little hook and get my first tooth off. But she can’t get my second tooth off, so she changed it into a forceps and she got it off.
“OK, you’re so brave. Rinse your mouth with water,” said the doctor.
After I rinsed my mouth with water, the doctor told me that I can’t brush my teeth tonight, when the little teeth is growing inside, I can’t eat hot or hard foods.
On the way home, Mom told Dad that when her first teeth was tried to pulled off, she cried. And she told me that I was so good because I wasn’t afraid and I was brave. I was really happy in my heart. But when I look in the mirror at home, there’s hole at the downer part of the teeth. I get unhappy again.
Six months flys by, one day, I opened my mouth and looked at the mirror, there’s no hole in there, how tidy is it of my white teeth!