
Ann ( in bed) and girl with pig-tails.
I remember finding a live slug in my salad during my first summer there and calling the nurse over to inspect it convinced that at last I had found a reason why I could not eat my food.
She took one look at it and reprimanded me for “searching the food.”
I was told to “get on and eat it” while the slug walked around the edge of my plate.
I was 9 years of age at the time . And coughing up blood.
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