When I was young, not too sure how old, I lost a tooth. Nothing surprising there, considering all children lose a tooth or two. As any other child, I was excited because that meant I would get a visit from the Tooth Fairy.
I don’t remember too much about my preparation before I went to sleep that night, or if I was too excited to sleep, but I do remember that instead of sleeping with the tooth underneath my pillow my parents encouraged my brother and I to put it in a little dish on our dresser or desk. I am glad they did because I have always been a light sleeper and if they had tried to lift my pillow in the night I would have woken up.
When I got out of bed the next morning I walked slowly over to my desk to check and see if she’d been.
What lay on the desk waiting for me was a delicate piece of paper that looked faded and worn, with bits around the edges burnt slightly. To one side was a drawing – a self-portrait of the tooth fairy herself. Of course there was also money waiting for me, but I couldn’t believe my eyes! She had written a message – one that I don’t recall and wouldn’t want to try because I don’t think I’d even come close to remembering – in her fairy handwriting that I’m pretty sure I had to ask my father or mother with help to decipher it.
It was the most magical thing I had ever experienced. I’m not entirely sure if I believed in Santa or the Tooth Fairy, or any of that type of thing, so I was a little confused to be in the possession of this letter.
I’m not too sure when I realised it was my father who had written the note – he had studied art as a young man, so drawing a fairy wasn’t really too difficult for him – but I am so grateful he went out of his way to make losing a tooth so magical and memorable.
I am not sure where the note is to this day – I’m pretty sure I put it in that safe place. You know the one, so safe that you can’t for the life of you remember where you put it. I wish I still had it because although I know it was my father who did it, the note still seemed mystical and magical somehow.
Do you remember any magical times when you were a child?