Зуб

The Tooth
This morning, I felt my front tooth wobbling. I was so surprised! While I was walking to kindergarten, I couldn’t stop touching it with my tongue.
When I told my classmates that my tooth was wobbling, straight away, everyone wanted to have a look at it at taking turns, wobbled my tooth until it would swing like on a piece of thread.
Julia said, “You probably caught some sort of dangerous disease. Mum says that there is a serious sickness that makes all your teeth fall out.”
Then Losev came, late.
When everyone told him about my tooth, he too, wanted to wobble it.
Losev put his hand into my mouth and yanked my tooth so hard that it flew out!
“Don’t worry,” said Losev, “We will shove your tooth back in. Give me something heavy!”
Then Masha ran straight to the teacher and with terror informed her that my teeth were falling out of my mouth.
“That’s normal, “answered Vera Alexandrovna, “By the time you are ten they would have all fallen out.”
“How?” I asked, frightened, “and what will I eat with?”
“New teeth will grow – adult teeth, and those – are milk teeth.”
Losev nodded,
“Now everything makes sense why they are so sparse!”