(It used to be said that sarcasm is the
lowest form of wit but I suspect it’s puns.)
Mouse Tally: 95 haven’t seen one for ages.
Somehow I thought I’d blogged about this
topic but apparently not. A few months ago I was told at short notice that I
should take my class of Year 3s to the science lab for a medical examination.
There I found a team of medics (seemingly straight from the 1950s) offering: an
eye test, a general ‘stethoscope’ sort of test and the dreaded dentist.
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Thomas getting an eye test |
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Having a really good look! |
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Saving time, eye tests in threes |
I felt
so sorry for my poor kids as they queued silently and stoically for the dreaded
dentist who casually used her dental ‘pliers’ to pull out offending teeth and
drop them into a small bowl that was rapidly filling up. We took the
opportunity to get our kids checked out too and the dentist had her pliers on
one of Lois’s front ‘baby teeth’ ready to yank when Mum spoke up and said,
“Back off Lady” or words to that effect. Sadly for my class they weren’t all
baby teeth and some kids are already missing an adult tooth.
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My Class 3 boys putting on a brave face |
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No local anaesthetic for tooth removal, these kids are tough! |
Needless to say there was no prior warning
(if I was a kid I’d definitely have bunked off school if I had known) and there
were also no requests for parental consent. I can’t imagine how a western
parent would react if their child returned home from school minus a tooth or
two.
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Open wide Thomas |
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After tears, Amelie let the dentist have a look |
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Mmm, I'd love to get my pliers on that wobbly tooth |
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Be afraid, be very afraid |
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Pure elation after avoiding the pliers |
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