Real Life Tooth Fairy
Marcus had a loose tooth — his very first — for many days, and it stubbornly refused to come loose. It was about then when we heard about the tooth fairy on the island. The tooth fairy, who’s really an old man, would pull a kid’s tooth out using some ancient and savage procedure that he invented and perfected by being a grandfather to many experimental subjects. The tooth fairy procures the tooth himself, rather than being its passive recipient. After he pulls out the tooth, he gives the child a twenty kroner coin, which is about 4 dollars. Then he gives the tooth back! Some tooth fairy.
During the last Saturday cafe (basically a weekly gathering of the islanders), we went to visit the tooth fairy. I wasn’t there — I was home making our Thanksgiving dinner, but Kristin took this video:
What a brave boy! The whole episode looks like some shaman ritual that combines medical procedure and spiritual coming-of-age event, something that modern doctors would frown upon. A dentist would probably go berserk looking at this. We didn’t do any research on the topic before visiting the tooth fairy; Only afterwards did I decide to look it up online. It turns out that the prevailing expert opinion on the matter of baby-tooth-extraction is to let the tooth come out by its own free will, or let the child negotiate the tooth’s exit with his own tongue or fingers. Very modern indeed. Philosophically well aligned with organic milk and free play.
I’m reminded of my own struggle when I was little. I vividly remember hating having a loose tooth. I couldn’t eat well and it bothered me all the time. Everything was better after it fell out, but I didn’t have the courage to rip it off. I preferred the prolonged, simmering agony to the short and sharp pain. I wish I had a tooth fairy.