I have no teeth.

So, yesterday we did another medical clinic in Bukomero. My duty was to give the families hygiene kits that we had assembled. The kit contained some toothbrushes, toothpaste, dental floss, and soap. I was especially excited to give them away because the dental supplies had been donated by my dentist and some others. Before I handed the kits to each family I gave a very short training on dental care. In the beginning things ran smoothly because Jean Paul was available to translate what I was saying. However, as the day continued Jean Paul got busy and he was not around for translation. I started to train just by hand motions, which actually worked well and seemed to be comprehended. At one point a very sweet old man (who said he was 125 years old) came in and sat down. I went over to him with a hygiene kit and began showing him how to brush and floss his teeth. He seemed very agreeable at first. After I was done he opened up his mouth to show me something. What did he show me, oh, an empty mouth. This man had no teeth! He was very humored by my attempt to train him in brushing the teeth he didn't have.