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For the last drawing, I thought back to a simple but very fond memory of mine – when my parents and I made homemade dumplings in our living room. It was a very normal night for us. The TV was on in the background, and we were sitting on the floor, putting the stuffing into the dough. I remember my dad decided to help out; together, the three of us just talked and made dumplings together. At one point, we laughed so hard at my dad’s joke that I cried. The sounds from that memory are the best sounds I can imagine. These sound waves not only represent the highs and lows of the event but also what our laughter looked like. They were similar in form and volume. | For the last drawing, I thought back to a simple but very fond memory of mine – when my parents and I made homemade dumplings in our living room. It was a very normal night for us. The TV was on in the background, and we were sitting on the floor, putting the stuffing into the dough. I remember my dad decided to help out; together, the three of us just talked and made dumplings together. At one point, we laughed so hard at my dad’s joke that I cried. The sounds from that memory are the best sounds I can imagine. These sound waves not only represent the highs and lows of the event but also what our laughter looked like. They were similar in form and volume. | ||