Medical secrets and dentists.

When I was six years old, as I remember, I was taken to the same orthodontist. As a girl, I was serious: it was necessary - that is, it was necessary, and I suffered with my eyebrows. Then I went to school and found out that:
1) To get to school, you need to pass by the dental clinic;
When I pass by, my doctor is approaching the hospital.
And every meeting in the middle of the street was the same ritual:
Open the mouth!
Aaaah aaaah!
Please sign up and fix the record.
I went a long way, I was late to school, I came early. But still once a week or two happened "Open your mouth!" "AAAAAAAAA!"
It stopped when I was 13, when I tired of saying to her:
“Aunt Lily, how good you are not a gynecologist.