European Laughter

I visited the Starbucks on Sundance Square, where I happened to find a family enjoying a cappuccino. I sat down near them and began observing their behavior. There was a man, a woman, and their child. The kid looked to be around 14 years old. I found this to be a special encounter because they were not from the United States. Judging by their accent, they sounded European. I watched them for about ten minutes when I noticed the child put something in his mother’s coffee, which immediately spurred laughter from his father. The father had a loud, robust laugh—it seemed to be contagious. The kid, upon seeing that he pleased his dad, smiled with a grin cloaked in accomplishment and let out a few laughs. Immediately following, even the mom (who was the ‘victim’ in this situation) began laughing. It is amazing to take the time to watch what causes laughter. The child had a motive, and I watched the entire process. I can also relate to this moment. I have three brothers, and I feel as if we constantly strive to make our parents laugh.

It was difficult to follow the conversation, seeing as I did not speak their language. I am curious to see what they were saying, so if you (whoever is reading this) speak their language please let me know what they are saying!