A handsome guy, who had been standing casually by the stoop of a building, was startled before he recognized his friends. But once he realized what was happening he threw down his cigarette and ran to get in the car. Their greeting ritual included mock fighting mixed in with excitement and obvious pleasure at their encounter. As the car drove off, the sounds of carefree happiness trailed behind them.
~~~~~~~~~I'm sure I never observed this exact scene but it reminded me of a funny part of my childhood.
Spanish is my first language and as a child, before I learned English, I was mesmerized by the conversations of people I did not understand. One of the games I played with a cousin was "talking English". We pretended to speak English by making exaggerated hand gestures and making up words. The sound that stood out the most for us was the sound of "s".
"Spim tans smits spisms."
That could have meant, "Wish we could really speak English."
(This has been a Magpie Tale.)