Tale of My Crooked Teeth

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Memoir  |  House: Booksie Classic
This is a sharing of part of my past, which gave me a lesson in life. A simple event, a short story, but a message that guides my life.

Submitted: April 12, 2013

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Hello, world and here is the story of my crooked teeth. Nope, I am not talking about a set of untidy teeth but one particular tooth which was not aligned with its fellow mates, hanging down quite at the front part of the set. I just want to be clear here, that I have absolutely no intention or whatsoever in discriminating untidy teeth or anyone who had it, because I am one who bears untidy teeth too.
 
My set of teeth, is not the one you might want to recommend for a toothpaste commercial, but you could still make out it is a set of human teeth - except the second incisor on the upper left. It is currently located slightly behind the row of teeth, leaving the canine next to it protruding like a baby vampire's. There were people with protruding canines more likely due to genetically inherited traits, but I could tell you mine is not. First, my right side of the teeth is perfectly neat, I would say. Second, it was my fault that tooth was out casted now.
 
When I was around seven, my baby teeth were starting to retire. I had no idea what was a dentist, in real, until I had my first tooth extracted - my front tooth. My first extraction ended up with tears and blood, and with lots of struggle - both me and the dentist. I finally learned the truth that when the dentist was swabbing some anesthesia on your gum saying 'It will numb the gum and won't hurt any', it was most of the time not the truth. But such incidents, suffers I called them, did not end with just a single visit to the dentist. My baby teeth started to surrender one by one. People usually says that you would feel upset because this is the period when you looked terribly ugly without your front teeth or you pronounced terribly because air just flow through the cavity; but for me, I was upset because it was a continuous event. Many of my peers were going though the same thing and you might think I would feel a bit better since there was some kind of accompaniment. In truth, many of my peers were blessed by having their old teeth dropping one day just accidentally!
 
When I learned about that, I was wondering why weren't my first teeth dropping as naturally as theirs?! Perhaps my gums were in too much of a relationship with the old fellows or I am not old enough to be ready for the new set of teeth, I thought. One by one, trips to the dentist built up the fear in me. I started to delay telling my parents about new calcified object appearing behind my current teeth. Until this one incisor I was talking about. I literally avoided the mention of it and my parents were not asking me to open my mouth and check them every day. Things went well for quite some time until I felt the guilt. Then, I saw a boy down the street who had a set of teeth so untidy that it looked like the sharks'. The teeth were lined layers by layers, or it seemed to me, in his mouth. I was really terrified by that. I know it is rude to feel terrified by people who are slightly different but how sensible could you be when you are seven, right? I ran to my Mum and mumbled about having a teeth growing. She thought I just discovered a new tooth but was shocked when she saw that rather fully-grown incisor behind my baby incisor. I was brought to the dentist almost immediately and had the old ones removed. And, it still hurts - I mean the extraction.
 
In addition to that extraction, I was given loads of advice on extracting old teeth as soon as possible next time and trying to push my tooth - THAT tooth - forward as frequently as possible, hoping I could secure a normal set of teeth in future. 
 
In the end, I am now twenty plus, the tooth was still not at its right place though it was not as severe as it was. Many times I would wondered if that tooth spoiled my smile on a photograph, but then when I thought of it, it actually gave me a great gift. I had learned through this experience that when you are facing a problem, YOU HAVE TO FACE IT. There's no way to ignore or avoid it because it might still bother you in future. When you are challenged with a trouble, no matter how painful or unpleasant it will be, stay strong and go through it, and it will make you stronger.
 


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