A daddy experience. I was called to get my son at grade school. He had been stuck with a pencil and was pretty pale. No bleeding or anything. As we left the building I started peppering him with questions. Does it hurt really badly? Was there a lot of blood? Did you throw up? No to all the above. Then I asked, "What is bothering you so much." "Daddy, will I die of lead poisoning?" No wonder he was shook. A short explanation of graphite and lead and he was all smiles.