<p>Read and Rate my essay? Its my first draft, so theres a few small things I need to change. </p>
<p>As a young kid, I used to hate brushing my teeth.
I know it sounds comical, but the taste of fluoride coupled with such a tedious repetition was too much to bear. My parents complained and my dentist threw a fit, but I objected every time. Little did I know that one day everything would change.
Around my fourteenth birthday I went in to get my teeth probed for cavities, and the dentist informed me that he had found eight and that they would need to be filled immediately. Getting cavities was nothing new to me, but this many was a little surprising.
Looking back, the agonizing pain from those fillings was somewhat of a wakeup call. I remember leaving my Dental Office with tears in my eyes.
I promised myself to change, and the following week I signed up to shadow the same dentist that had filled my cavities, Doctor Deas. Needless to say, Doctor Deas was surprised, but taught me well. My first day on the job, I was surprised by how much I loved the Dental Office, with its various treatment rooms and laboratories. I became accustomed to the smell of fluoride and the feel of the impression materials. The dental tools felt solid in my hand, their names bouncing of my tongue casually.
Shadowing became interning, and interning became assisting. Since then I have competed in several dental competitions both on the state and national level. I am currently working on becoming a certified dental assistant at a local community college and still work a couple of hours a week for Doctor Deas.
Dentistry has become more than just a possible occupation; it is something that has changed me from the inside out. I recall that once I was telling a crowd of parents this very story at a school meeting. Once I had reached the point where the dentist announced I had eight cavities, one of the parents six or seven year old child started laughing at me, right there on the spot. To think that my own stubbornness could have stopped me from reaching my calling is almost frightening.<br>
Today, I am captivated by the taste of fluoride, the feel of the toothbrush in my hands, and the mouth wash swishing around in my mouth. It is my dream to become either a dental surgeon in the Air Force or a professor at a Dental University to share what I love to those who do too.
And I havent had a single cavity since.</p>