Originally Posted by
leonf
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.
When I was in 1st or 2nd grade, I swallowed a penny. I thought I was going to die and I was too embarrassed to tell anyone. I just followed my mother around all day in hopes that she'd be close when I died. I am a little old lady now. It didn't kill me yet!
