The Tooth Fairy? What Tooth Fairy?

Yesterday, we met up one of my high school friends that I hadn’t seen in probably 15 years! Kate and her family were in Paris as part of a 5-month European adventure that, from all accounts, promises to be one of the best vacations I’ve ever heard about. We talked about their plans over dinner, then splurged on some decadent ice cream for dessert, and strolled through the city under a gorgeous full moon, reliving old memories from our high school days and laughing all the while. It was great catching up with Kate and her husband Jeff, but the icing on the cake was when I got to tell their seven-year-old daughter that …



Now, before you excoriate me for crushing the spirit of an innocent child, let me explain.

Kate and Jeff’s daughter Natalie, who is an adorable little girl by the way, was so excited to tell us her big news: she had lost a tooth that morning and was going to leave it under her pillow that night for the tooth fairy!

“Oh, that’s so cool. How lucky you are! But you know what?” I said, “They don’t have a tooth fairy in France.”

I paused for dramatic effect.

“They have a little mouse who comes to take your tooth and give you money for it!”

I don’t recall exactly when I first learned this little bit of cultural trivia — it was surely from one of my French nieces or nephew — but I do remember my reaction: “How cute is that?! A little mouse instead of a fairy!” Natalie’s reaction was pretty much the same …

“A little mouse?!” she repeated with a mix of dubiousness and curiosity, looking first to her parents and then to Michel, sensing intuitively that the Frenchman in the group was the most reliable source for confirmation of this suspicious revelation.

“Yes, a little mouse,” he confirmed with his charming accent.

“Is it a boy or a girl?”  — the obvious next question from a seven-year-old child.

“Oh, I think it’s a girl. Yeah … ‘La Petite Souris‘ is how they say it in French. So, I think it’s a girl.” I replied.

“I can write her a letter tonight.” Natalie declared. Then after a short pause, “Ooh … can we leave some cheese for her?”

Just … adorable!


So what’s that all about, anyway? A mouse? Well, losing baby teeth is a universal human experience of course, so every culture has its own tradition. For example, in some parts of the Middle East, the baby tooth is thrown into the sky towards the sun, with a prayer to Allah. In Algeria and Morocco, this prayer is for this “donkey’s tooth” to be transformed into a “gazelle’s tooth,” the gazelle being a symbol of beauty there. In some parts of West Africa, the child throws the tooth onto the roof of the house, remembering to keep his mouth closed lest a lizard see the gap and prevent a new tooth from growing in. In parts of East Asia, a baby tooth from the upper jaw is thrown into the space beneath the floor, while one from the lower jaw is thrown onto the roof. That’s to ensure that the new tooth grows in straight. There’s also a “mouse connection” in East Asia: while throwing the tooth, the child shouts for her baby tooth to be replaced with a “mouse’s tooth,” considered a strong one since rodents’ teeth never stop growing.

la petite sourisBut what about the origin of the French mouse? According to some, the most probable origin is from a 17th-century French fairy tale called “The Good Little Mouse.” It tells of a fairy who transforms herself into a mouse and hides under the pillow of an evil king in order to wreak havoc on him after he falls asleep. Others point to an older wives’ tale that if an animal eats a baby tooth, the new tooth that grows in will take on the characteristics of that animal’s teeth, a rodent being an excellent choice because its teeth are so strong. In any case, while the Tooth Fairy is the tradition in the Germanic cultures of Northern Europe, the mouse is the tradition in Latin cultures: La Petite Souris in France and parts of Belgium and Switzerland, Ratoncito Pérez in Spain and Latin America, and Topino in Italy (although there, children might also be visited by a fairy called Fatina).


La Petite Souris

Whatever the origin of the tradition, Natalie was very excited to learn that La Petite Souris would be paying her a visit last night. She made sure she knew how to spell the mouse’s “name” for her letter, and she was momentarily very concerned about the right choice of cheese to leave out: Roquefort or Camembert. In the end, I think she decided on Camembert. Good choice, Natalie. Good choice. I hope La Petite Souris was generous!

© 2013 Samuel Michael Bell, all rights reserved

2 thoughts on “The Tooth Fairy? What Tooth Fairy?

  1. I learn a lot about my native country from you, Michael. I never knew the origin of La Petite Souris

    1. I’m happy you liked it! To be honest, I suspect the origin of la petite souris is some organic combination of the theories presented. Cute story, though, huh? It’s always so wonderful to see the reaction of kids to things like that!

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