This probably isn't what they are called,
And I can't think of the elusive word,
But...I really like bike bells.
You know the ones!
The little diddlydoos on the handlebars of a ten-year-old's bike.
The ones that go
*bbbBBBB
RRRRRrrrrr
iiiiIIIIIIIIIIIIII
NNNNnnnnnn
ggggggGGGGGG!*
God, they're my favorite.
Because, you see...here's the thing:
When you were a ten-year-old,
Riding a bike to some friend's house your mom didn't approve of,
Did you ever bbBBrrIInnGG the bike bell on your bike when you were upset?
Of course not!
Bike bells are a child's way of telling the world,
"Guys! GUYS! I had a really good day!"
And it makes me happy to know some little kid is so joyful they can't help but bbBBrrRRiiIInnNNggGG all the way down the street.