The Trouble With Tooth Faries
“Look Mommy Look!” I cried, as I wiggled my tooth around in my mouth.
I was coming home from kindergarten at Samish school. I had been twisting and swiveling my tooth around all day. When we arrived at our house I accidentally pulled especially hard and blood started coming out of my mouth. Mother tried to clean it out but as she dabbed at my sore mouth she pulled out my tooth by mistake!
I was very excited; I knew what I wanted for that tooth. I was determined to get the two golden balls that were in a silk case on my mother’s dresser. They were meditating balls from China and I just loved to play with them. I demanded that instead of money I should get those golden balls from the Tooth Fairy.
“I’ll pay $5.00 for them,” I pleaded. Mother just said “Maybe.” I hate it when she turns serious conversations into casual moments.
When father tucked me into bed that night I showed him my tooth. He told me “You are going to get something special from the Tooth Fairy for that tooth because it is gorgeous.”
I was confused and said, “But I thought that there was no such thing as the Tooth Fairy and I thought you put money under my pillow.”
He ruffled my hair “I don’t know, but right now you better get some sleep,” he said, and with that he walked out of my room. I tucked my tooth gently under my pillow and went straight to sleep. I wanted morning to come quickly.
The next morning I woke up really early and I quickly flipped my pillow over. There was a big fat quarter under my pillow. This was not what exactly I had in mind. I moaned and then went upstairs to wake mother and tell her the situation. When I glared into her sleepy face I suspected I shouldn’t have woken her because she was pretty grumpy. I don’t like being with grumpy mothers and so I trudged back downstairs. I felt a sudden surge of rage and sat on my bed thinking only about those two golden balls. I was as mad as a crazy hornet. I promised secretly to myself that never again would I put a single tooth under my pillow. Then I waited impatiently for my mother to get up. She finally came grumbling down to the kitchen and when I was sure breakfast was ready I went to the dining room. I could tell mother and I were both pretty grumpy. After breakfast I quickly got ready for Kindergarten. Mother drove me to school quite stiffly and didn’t say goodbye. I didn’t mind very much. I was just glad to see my friends again. I actually forgot the whole thing for the rest of the morning. After kindergarten mother picked me up, she was very cheerful. When we arrived home she whispered in my ear. “I have a present for you.” Suddenly, I realized what she meant. I smiled and ran upstairs. I came back down holding the case with the golden balls. I hugged mother and thanked her. She just smiled widely and embraced me in her warm arms. “I’m sorry I got angry at you I just don’t like to give you things you demand,” she explained.
“I understand”, I told her. “I’m sorry too. I shouldn’t have been so demanding.”
It was a happy ending but I still keep my promise and I never ever put a single tooth under my pillow. From that day to this I keep them in a small satin bag in my treasure box. I don’t want the tooth fairy to have them.
Article posted January 28, 2009 at 09:59 PM •
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