A boy in my class picked his nose way too often. He had silky, long blonde hair and glasses. He had no shame about it. One afternoon at recess, we were playing basketball, and I was also eating a great lollipop. The boy's hands flung wildly, and they touched my candy! I was disgusted, but I liked my lollipop too much to throw it out. I washed it in the drinking fountain and inspected it until I could determine that the top layer had dissolved.