Goldy remembered not to jump from excitement; she just jiggled from foot to foot. Finally, they were getting carpet!
“G
OLDY! STOP JUMPING ALREADY!” Mrs. Dember said over the noise of the vacuum cleaner.
Goldy sat down on the couch.
“Sorry, Ma. I forgot again.”
Mrs. Dember turned the vacuum cleaner off.
“Goldy, the workmen who are putting down our new carpet are coming in an hour. When you jump on the steps, off the steps, on the chair, off the chair, I get flustered and can’t concentrate. Can you try not to jump anymore until Pesach? Actually, until after Pesach, because Zeidy and Bubby will be here and all this THUMP! THUMP! THUMPING will bother them.”
Goldy nodded. “I’ll try, but you know me, Ma, I’ve got springs under my feet.”
Mrs. Dember laughed. “It certainly seems that way sometimes.”
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