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I remember there used to be a nurse who'd come and examine our hair. Those who were lousy dreaded her coming, but those who were clean she'd pass over, and we'd be very proud to know we were clean. We didn't have any nits. Well, quite a lot of children who were very nice children, really and truly had nits, and one of my friends was so self-conscious about it.