The Tooth Fairy tiptoed into the bedroom. “How nice,” she whispered. “David cleaned his room. Now I won’t trip on anything while I look for his first lost tooth.”
She reached under his pillow and touched paper. “Ah, an envelope user,” the Tooth Fairy said. She pulled out a drawing of a tooth.
“Oh, dear. David doesn’t know that I need a real tooth! I’ll leave him a note.” The Tooth Fairy pulled her glitter pen out of her pixie-dust purse and wrote:
Dear David,
You draw very well, but I need something more than a picture of your tooth.
The Tooth Fairy
The next night, the Tooth Fairy’s fingers again found something under David’s pillow. It was small. It was hard. But it wasn’t a tooth. She dug in her pixie-dust purse for her glasses. The Tooth Fairy held a small white pebble in her hand.
She sighed. “I see I have to write another note,” she said. Out came the glitter pen.
Dear David,
I guess I was not clear last night. I need your tooth!
The Tooth Fairy
On the third night, the Tooth Fairy found an envelope. But there wasn’t a tooth in it. Instead, the Tooth Fairy found a note and a dollar bill.
Dear Ms. Tooth Fairy,
I’m sorry I can’t give you my tooth. It came out when I was at school, and I put it in my pocket. When I looked for it later, it was gone. Please don’t be mad at me.
When my sister lost her tooth, you gave her a dollar. Since I can’t give you my tooth, I am leaving a dollar for you.
Your friend,
David
“Poor thing!” the Tooth Fairy cried. She took her glitter pen out of her pixie-dust purse. In fancy lettering, she wrote:
Dear David,
I am most sorry about your tooth. Please know that you are not the first person to misplace one. It happened to me, in fact. Perhaps that is why I got into this line of work.
There is no need for YOU to pay ME. You may keep your dollar, and I am giving you one for telling me what happened. I wish you the best of luck with your next tooth.
Your friend,
The Tooth Fairy
PS: Don’t forget to brush and floss.
“Sweet dreams, David,” the Tooth Fairy whispered as she slipped the note and a dollar bill under his pillow. Then she tiptoed out of his room.
She reached under his pillow and touched paper. “Ah, an envelope user,” the Tooth Fairy said. She pulled out a drawing of a tooth.
“Oh, dear. David doesn’t know that I need a real tooth! I’ll leave him a note.” The Tooth Fairy pulled her glitter pen out of her pixie-dust purse and wrote:
Dear David,
You draw very well, but I need something more than a picture of your tooth.
The Tooth Fairy
The next night, the Tooth Fairy’s fingers again found something under David’s pillow. It was small. It was hard. But it wasn’t a tooth. She dug in her pixie-dust purse for her glasses. The Tooth Fairy held a small white pebble in her hand.
She sighed. “I see I have to write another note,” she said. Out came the glitter pen.
Dear David,
I guess I was not clear last night. I need your tooth!
The Tooth Fairy
On the third night, the Tooth Fairy found an envelope. But there wasn’t a tooth in it. Instead, the Tooth Fairy found a note and a dollar bill.
Dear Ms. Tooth Fairy,
I’m sorry I can’t give you my tooth. It came out when I was at school, and I put it in my pocket. When I looked for it later, it was gone. Please don’t be mad at me.
When my sister lost her tooth, you gave her a dollar. Since I can’t give you my tooth, I am leaving a dollar for you.
Your friend,
David
“Poor thing!” the Tooth Fairy cried. She took her glitter pen out of her pixie-dust purse. In fancy lettering, she wrote:
Dear David,
I am most sorry about your tooth. Please know that you are not the first person to misplace one. It happened to me, in fact. Perhaps that is why I got into this line of work.
There is no need for YOU to pay ME. You may keep your dollar, and I am giving you one for telling me what happened. I wish you the best of luck with your next tooth.
Your friend,
The Tooth Fairy
PS: Don’t forget to brush and floss.
“Sweet dreams, David,” the Tooth Fairy whispered as she slipped the note and a dollar bill under his pillow. Then she tiptoed out of his room.
By: Christine L. Henderson
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