Were we cooning?

I remember when I was about 8 or so my mother and some of my cousins was going to to Hampton, Va about 3hrs from DC. We stopped in either Richmond or the St. Pete area somewhere to make a pitstop. This lil white boy who was about our age was like "Ooooh look Black People!" when we came through a little deli store. I dont think dude had any malicious intent but this bamma was acting like he never seen one of us something.Like we was some show ponies or circus monkeys or something. Anyway somehow all I know is me and my cousin got to breakdancing and had a lil show and a crowd forming. I swear people was saying "Go! Go! Go!" like that Chub Rock song. Anyway I know my mother popped the shit out of us and she escorted us up out of there with the quickness. It seemed like she was thinking "Stop all that got damn shucking and jiving". We didn't think we were doing anything wrong .....shit we was bridging the gap. I remember hearing her tell the story years later, but I thought I was showing them folks up with my dance moves. I remember me and my cousin was siced at first too, and I can remember at somepoint during the session a high-five was involved.We was on some real turbo and ozone shit.