Rahel was like an excited mosquito on a leash. Flying. Weightless. Up two steps. Down two. Up one. She climbed five flights of red stairs for Baby Kochamma's one.

I'm Popeye the sailor man dum dum

I live in a cara-van dum dum

I op-en the door

And fall-on the floor

I'm Popeye the sailor man dum dum

Up two. Down two. Up one. Jump, jump.

"Rahel, " Ammu said, "you haven't Learned your Lesson yet. Have you?"

Rahel had: Excitement Always Leads to Tears. Dum dum.