Little Elisa can't stop crying and no one knows why. After a sleepless night, it takes a grandmother's touch--and an explosive fart--to bring much-needed relief. One night, little Elisa begins to cry. At first her crying resembles a cat's meow. But it soon grows so loud that the flowers wilt and the birds fly out the window. We move her bed so she can see the moon, we wrap her up warm, cool her down, and tie a red ribbon to her wrist. But...