We have a term for the giggly in Tagalog: bungisngis. It’s that penchant to giggle at the slightest provocation, usually denoting a cheerful countenance. Someone who is easy to smile or laugh, lighthearted and cheery. That comes to mind when I think about “giggle”.
We giggle when we are amused, thrilled or nervous. I believe it’s a natural tendency for laughter to find its way out of the deep core where we usually keep it hidden. Like one of my former law professors used to say, “in the deepest of our hearts.” It comes out during that one moment when we actually let ourselves go and allow the imp or the child or the easy going part of us out.
Amused. Remember those times when you just can’t let a guffaw out or when it isn’t quite that funny but more amusing? We stifle the laughter and instead let out a giggle. Like a child.
I cherish the moments when my now almost 12 year old giggles like the child I wish he would always be. When I hear that deep and hearty sound of delight and laughter that literally racks his body with a deep and sincere laugh if there was ever such a thing.
It’s almost laughter but not quite.. Yet it resonates from within.
Thrilled. Girls gush and giggle. There was a time when just hearing our crush say hello or call us by name would lead to a giggle when he was out of earshot. Or those times when we shared our secrets with our bestfriends and we would feel so over the moon that we let out a bit of the warm and fuzzy in our tummys by letting out one.
Nervous. I have a tendency to be giggly when I’m nervous — but nervous in a good kind of way. The giggles come out between sentences, awkwardly punctuating those pauses in the conversation or as one tries to mask the unease. A lifetime ago when I was younger, someone kissed me and it felt weird and awkward and in my immaturity and girlish impishness, I giggled. And I guess he found it weird that I did and that didn’t get followed by another one of those. Nerves. Why does giggling make it easier?