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But then Marvin’s father also asked, “Why?”

Marvin looked at him.

“What’s so bad about picking your nose?” asked his father. “I’ve picked my nose.”

“It’s not something you want to do in public,” said Marvin’s mother. “But everyone has done it.”

He looked at his mother. “You too?”

“Sometimes a tissue just won’t get it,” she said. “You blow and you blow, but nothing comes out.”

Marvin was horrified.

“I sometimes pick my nose,” said Jacob.

“Well, no wonder I pick my nose!” Marvin exclaimed. “I come from a whole family of nose pickers!”

“Your teacher, Mrs. North,” said Marvin’s father. “I’m sure she’s picked her nose before.”

“Mrs. North? Are you crazy?”

“The president of the United States has picked his nose,” said Marvin’s mother.

Marvin looked around the room, from his mother, to his father, to his brother, to his sister.

Either he came from the most disgusting family in the world, or.… He knew what question he’d ask for the class survey.

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Marvin got to school early, and waited.

Judy Jasper was dropped off in the school parking lot. Marvin watched her get out of the car.

Marvin was glad she was alone.

The kids usually weren’t mean to him when they were alone. It was only when they were in a group. The bigger the group, the meaner they acted.

“Judy,” he called.

“What?” asked Judy.

She had very curly hair.

“I have to ask you my question for the class survey,” said Marvin.

“Okay,” said Judy.

“You have to tell the truth,” said Marvin.

“I will,” said Judy.

“Okay,” said Marvin. “Well, here goes.” He took a breath. “Have you ever picked your nose?”

Judy screamed, then ran away.

Marvin ran after her. “Wait!” he called. “You have to answer my question!”

He chased her around the bike rack and caught up with her just outside the girls’ bathroom.

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