A personal memoir by Isaac
always listen. It was time for mouth watering, excellent, food. But I did not like to stop playing
and start to eat.
So one day when dinner came around I was running around the street and my sister's loud
yet gentle voice called me in for dinner. I did not listen and kept on galloping along, like a
cheetah in the vast grasslands of Africa. My sister got red and screamed “Isaac, come inside this
instant!” I ignored her. That was the worst mistake in my life. Just then my foot hit a large rock
in the road. As gravity pulled me down towards the hard, black, dirty black road I had my mouth
wide open as I yelped. My tooth then hit the ground first and split in half. Like a lumberjack
cutting down a tree for his living.
That next morning I was dragged to The Hall of Screams better known as…..
The dentist. The horror! With tooth fillings, and, my worst nightmare. The Pillow. It was
an instrument that dentist would play in the opera... What... not that kind of instrument! It
was a thing that picked your check so hard you would become numb. It felt worse than if
a pirate had came and shot you with his gun. It was there where I got my “Monster
Tooth” (it was just a fake tooth! What? I was young and spry.
A Few years later a new tooth had started growing and forced all of my upper
teeth back. As if my teeth were frightened about the new tooth growing in. I went back to
the Hall of Screams and had it removed so that all of the other teeth would stop growing
to the back of my mouth. It was also because I would sometimes force my upper teeth
back. And still the upper teeth kept on moving back. Like they were walking all the way
to the back of my mouth. As if they were afraid of something (and I hope the something
was not me!) But something stopped it. It was my hero.
Waiting….. I was there I was playing a video game with another boy that was my
age. I didn’t even know his name. I glared at the clock. It felt like the everlasting clock
was going backwards. What is going to happen?I thought, and how?Then a smiling
dentist said “Come on in! I am ready for you!” I walked. My heart raced like it was in a
marathon. It pumped and pumped and I could hear the faint throb with my blood
circulating. I walked in the blunt room and sat down on the operating chair, hearing a
little kid screech in the background. “I just need you to open wide!” she then shoved what
looked like pink play-dough, pressing it on the top of my mouth. It felt like an hour
before she took it out. But in reality it was not long at all. She put the disgusting tasted
thing. I glared at the thing. It was like a fossil that belonged in the Museum of Dinosaurs
and Other Fossils. The dentist then handed me a blue laminated sheet with a lot of
designs on it. “Pick what you want to be on your retainer!” I looked through the options,
and saw solid black and a bright smiley face and a soccer ball design. They all shouted
“Pick me, Pick me! No pick me!” but only one caught my eye. It was a rainbow like
design with yellow and blue and green. Without hesitation I gestured to the rainbow
One week later I come back to the same dentist and get it. With the great design
and its silver laces the retainer seemed to glitter. I put it on for the first time and the next
thing I know I am in a cabin of an air plane from Hon Kong to Dhaka Bangladesh and it
torches down. The pilot greets us on the intercom to Dhaka “And we hope that you will
fly with us again on Dragon Air.”But the next thing I know I have no need for the thing
and it was lost. Never to be seen by me. Ever again. My Hero.