A close look in the mirror revealed chipped, uneven teeth, and my dentist explained that teeth grow old too. At fifty-five I am a little shaken by yet another change in my body — but some careful polishing left my smile tidier.
| 欠ける | かける | to chip; to break off |
| 脆い | もろい | fragile; brittle |
| 歯ぎしり | はぎしり | teeth grinding |
| 老化 | ろうか | aging (of the body) |
| しょんぼり | しょんぼり | dejected; crestfallen |
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