though not tamed, they were so much apart of us that a third person's louse disgusted us. We chased them away but with the hope that during the daythe nits would have hatched. We crushed them with our nails, without disgust and without hatred.
This is interesting, the author see's something self reflective in the lice and thus does not feel any hatred towards them despite the inconvenience they must cause. This got me thinking about how often people look at the world as things that are less than, equal to, or greater than themselves and this impacts the level of empathy with which we approach these things. However that scale is impacted by many self defined things such as our self view and what qualities or standards we value, instead of the actual actions or existence of the thing that we are judging.