Cassandra+Zimon

After 20 Years “Okay open up wide and say, aaahhh,” I said slipping my latex gloves on. “Aaaaahhhhh,” my patient gurgled with a wide open mouth. Inspecting each and every tooth, I found that my patient, Mr. Johnson, was doing very well in taking care of his teeth. I was almost about to put away my dental mirror when I noticed a little dark spot on one of his molars. It seemed to be just your average cavity. “Well Mr. Johnson you seem to be doing well,” I praised and then added, “But,you just have one little cavity which I’m sure I can fill it in right away.” He nodded, “Alright, better now since I actually have time. My schedule just seems to be so busy.” “Don’t think you’re the only one who has other things to do,” I joked. I placed one of those papery bibs around his neck to make sure his shirt didn’t get dirty during the procedure. After, adjusting his chair to make sure I could reach him, I checked that all my dental instruments were sitting on the metal tray next to my patient’s chair. Everything seemed to be accounted for which meant I could begin the filling. Mr. Johnson’s cavity didn’t seem to be anything too major, so I decided to use my air abrasion instrument to clear away the decay. It instantly came to life as I pushed the little switch to turn it on. I gingerly brang the buzzing tool to his molar and sucked up the grimy deterioration from his tooth. When that was done, I prepared the filling that would patch up his tooth. I then took one of the instruments, scooped up the filling, and applied it to the hole in his molar. Mr. Johnson winced a little as I packed his tooth, but other than that he seemed to have been fine. When I finished, I made sure to pat down the substance to make sure it would hold. Adjusting the chair back to normal, I told my patient that it was all over. “Thank you so much,” Mr. Johnson thanked as I let him go. “It’s nothing. I’m just doing my job,” I smiled feeling good. This was true. I was just doing my delightful job fixing people’s smiles that I wouldn’t trade for anything else.

Compare amd Contrast Do you know your zodiac sign? Zodiac signs are symbols from Greek mythology that give you a sign (such as Leo the lion or Pisces the fish) depending on your birth month. My sign is Cancer the crab. Most people would say that their personalities are just like how their symbol represents them. This is not true for me, because I may have many things in common with a true Cancer, but I am also different in my own way.

Being clever and cautious is one thing I have in common with the average Cancer. I am very observant and am usually the first to notice if something is unsafe. For example, over the summer, I went to visit my grandmother’s farm in

Poland. My friends and I liked to play in a shallow creek and one day as we were crossing my uncle’s homemade bridge to get to the other side, I saw something. One of the logs used to support the bridge had fallen and been swallowed up by the creek. It was obvious we would plunge into the water along with the bridge if we tried to cross over, so I quickly shouted at my friends to not go anywhere near it. Right after I said that, the entire bridge collapsed with us off to the side of the riverbank. As you can see, this makes me clever and observant because I was the only one to realize that one of the supports had fallen. This also makes me cautious because I stopped to inspect before going over.

Not only that, but other traits I have in common with a Cancer include being imaginative, clingy and even a bit moody. I’m imaginative because I love activities such as writing and art because they require you to imagine the plot of the story you’re writing or imagine what your drawing will look like when you are done with it. This is not always a good thing though, because it means I often find myself lost in thought during a class. Unfortunately, I am very clingy to the point that I will hoard objects that I should have thrown away a long time ago. It’s not only with objects either. I sometimes call up old friends who have forgotten my name long ago just for the purpose of keeping in touch (these calls don’t usually end well). My last trait in common with a true Cancer is that I am quite moody especially at home. But, in my defense it’s usually my brother and sister bringing this out in me. For instance, I come home from school joyful and cheery, until I see that my little brother, Oliver, had drawn on the walls of my room. This instantly makes me furious without a second thought and nothing will calm me down until something pleasant happens to me and just like that I forgive Oliver and everything he’s done to me.

There is one trait about Cancers that doesn’t fit me, though. I am not overemotional and sensitive. A person with these characteristics might be offended by the tiniest comments, but this is not me. I can usually brush off minor insults with relative ease. For example, one year in fourth grade there was this kid that would always make ridiculous comments about other people. Most students would get angry at him and tell a teacher, but I could care less about how he thought of me and usually ignored him. Becoming infuriated, depressed or anything else without reason is not something I would ever do.

As you can see, I have a lot in common with my astrological symbol. However, the sign Cancer does not fit me to a tee. No one can be a perfect replica of their sign. We are all individuals and it doesn’t matter what our horoscopes say. Your personality can be completely different from what you are meant to be according to the stars, and that’s completely okay.