While I was putting my groceries on the belt, two boys of perhaps four and three were chattering in the shopping cart behind mine. The older boy was telling his father what sounded like a story but kept turning into bursts of sounds; the younger boy was half-scatting and half-beatboxing. I caught their father’s eye and said, “Ah-loo-ba-doo-bah”. He laughed, and I listened to the boys until I had to pay attention to the cashier. — As I put the groceries into the car and then drove off, those boys inspired me to scat and chant and sing and improvise with my voice and mouth until I got to the gas station. (Andrew Shields, #111words, 17 March 2023)
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