Tuesday, November 17, 2009
16/11: The day Tooth Fairy visited my daughter
It would have been like any regular Monday morning as my daughter woke up this morning rubbing her eyes in an attempt to wake herself up completely. I carried the struggling six-year-old to the washbasin even as she kept refusing to let go of me. It was about time she started her daily routine - brushing, drinking milk, bathing, wearing uniform and shoes, going down to wait for the bus.
As I started brushing her teeth, S suddenly squealed like a little mouse whose little toe the fat cat stomped on. And what do I discover? 'Amma my tooth is moving, and I don't want it to fall off now,' she declared in a half-sleepy-half-weepy tone. I could clearly sense, and sympathize with, her loss, disappointment, unhappiness, and surprise. So in order to divert her attention from the problem at hand and help her spirits soar, I set out to narrate the famous story of the Tooth Fairy.
And the tale goes thus:
Once upon a time, not too long ago, there was a little girl who recently started obeying her mom and drank a full glass (so what if it's a real tiny glass) of Bournvita every morning before going to school, and also half-a-glass of the same sweet beverage right after her afternoon siesta. As the little girl had been consistent in doing this for the past four months, and was very obedient all the while without ever fussing about drinking milk, and increased the amount of calcium in her body, our Tooth Fairy was very very impressed.
And the Fairy had finally decided to pay our little angel a surprise visit before her 7th birthday and take one of her tooth for testing purpose. What test and why, you may wonder. But that's how Tooth Fairies are... they need to test the child's teeth before deciding what kind of teeth are supposed to replace the tiny teeth, whether they need extra calcium or not, and such other details which humans might prefer not to remember.
You see, like in all fairy tales, even the lovely Tooth Fairy came down from the skies in the early hours of the day wearing a resplendent white dress carrying a shiny wand with a star at its tip (please don't forget the butterflies that were flying out of the sparkling star), and tried to take out S's tooth really quietly so she doesn't know the pain or the loss. But since S is a bright child and wakes up at the same time every morning to be ready right in time for the school bus, the Tooth Fairy had to leave her work incomplete.
Same day, a little later in the afternoon:
S was back from school with her wriggly tooth still refusing to come out. She was eating her lunch quietly - a little preoccupied and worried about her tooth, and suddenly without much effort or realization on her part, her tooth finally managed to set itself free, and out it fell right into her tiny palm.
Was it a sense of loss, or was it sadness that glinted in her eyes along with tears for a split second? I guess it was relief more than anything else that dominated her thoughts at that point. She was suddenly feeling proud, wanting to show off her missing tooth to her aunt who stays 2 kms away, call up her dad and grandmom to share the excitement with them.
When daddy dear asked S if she was happy or unhappy, she was quick to answer. "Both. I'm unhappy because this is the first time it happened and I didn't know how it feels when somebody loses a tooth. I'm also happy that I'm becoming big." Wow! I was wondering if my head was filled with so many (conflicting) thoughts when I was 7. And we talk of generation gap!!!
Oh, before I forget, our Tooth Fairy is always very generous with little children. So, that afternoon, while S was in deep sleep, the Fairy had left Rs. 20 for the little one so she could buy ice cream and potato chips with the money. After all, the Fairy had taken something much more valuable to an about-to-be-seven child than chips and chocolates! And yes, let me confess that though I was in the same room all the while lost in the virtual world - chatting with friends and playing online games - I haven't seen either the Fairy or the hint of the shiny starry wand. I wish I was a child too to recognize the beautiful Fairy with her pleasant smile, and say a polite 'Hello' and a grateful 'Thank You'!