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826CHI Volunteer Photo Book: My World Project - Part 3: I LOVE THE DENTIST
I LOVE THE DENTIST, Photo and Caption by Raquel Miranda
On June 21st, after being ushered into the dentist’s office, in a grumpy mood, Bernice Miranda sat in the patient’s chair and prepared herself for the dentist’s entrance. She wished she could be somewhere else – maybe at the park or at her friend’s house – any other place.
When she heard the dentist’s footsteps she inhaled deeply and exchanged a glance with her sister standing on her left side. Seconds later, the dentist came in. After a brief conversation with Bernice and her mom, Dr. Maher Chehaiber got ready to clean her teeth. He put on white rubber gloves while the nurse got the drill ready. Then he started. The little sound zzzzzzz…began.
“Open wide. Say ahh,” said the dentist as he proceeded to the left side of her mouth.
Bernice felt like jumping up and ripping the drill out of his hands.
“When are you going to finish?” she thought.
Her mouth ached so badly.
Ten minutes later. “All done. Now don’t forget to brush your teeth tonight,” the dentist reminded her. Those words were music to her ears. After she rinsed her mouth, a smile crept in. Now in a joyful mood, Bernice Miranda exited the dentist’s office, happy that the visit was over.
On June 21st, after being ushered into the dentist’s office, in a grumpy mood, Bernice Miranda sat in the patient’s chair and prepared herself for the dentist’s entrance. She wished she could be somewhere else – maybe at the park or at her friend’s house – any other place.
When she heard the dentist’s footsteps she inhaled deeply and exchanged a glance with her sister standing on her left side. Seconds later, the dentist came in. After a brief conversation with Bernice and her mom, Dr. Maher Chehaiber got ready to clean her teeth. He put on white rubber gloves while the nurse got the drill ready. Then he started. The little sound zzzzzzz…began.
“Open wide. Say ahh,” said the dentist as he proceeded to the left side of her mouth.
Bernice felt like jumping up and ripping the drill out of his hands.
“When are you going to finish?” she thought.
Her mouth ached so badly.
Ten minutes later. “All done. Now don’t forget to brush your teeth tonight,” the dentist reminded her. Those words were music to her ears. After she rinsed her mouth, a smile crept in. Now in a joyful mood, Bernice Miranda exited the dentist’s office, happy that the visit was over.
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