I used to always dream of speaking several languages. Bust out in French at a cafe, German when getting a traffic ticket, Spanish while ordering a Cosmo, and Russian to just freak people out. As a kid, I’d fake arguments in my German “Gibberish” with my friend Karin from Littlebrook School aka: Katia from Viddle-Schnick-Stroodenvicht. The coolest thing I learned by doing this, is that folks always wondered where we were from, and wanted to understand. Yet when we’d change our “arguing gibberish” into reminiscent hysteria, on lookers would also bust out laughing. Even though they had no idea who we were, and what, or why, we all ended up laughing.
What became clear, then and now, is that despite our ethnic backgrounds or native tongues, we are all laugh-lingual. Laughter is a universal language. An expressive way of communicating that everyone understands, is drawn to, has no expiration date, and effectively connects. Words deliver thoughts, and humor is translated through our points of view, and the emotions we feel.