Parry Sound

“Where am I at?” I asked. I had no clue where I was, I didn’t know what time of day it was or what day it was. All I know is that there was a little bit of sunlight coming through a crack in a wall. There were lots of walls it kinda looked like a maze, it smelled really bad, and it was freezing. I had no clue what happened. Then I got a random flashback. I was in my room and I heard my mom yell “HIDE!” After I heard her yell hide I ran into my hiding place that I go into to read and get away…

has become ranked amongst the most rapid and complex developments in Diagnostic Imaging and healthcare. With this growth have come concerns, primarily the concerns of the effects of the sound waves on the biological tissues. These hazards derive mostly from the heating of the tissue by the absorption of the sound energy, from the mechanical effects (cavitation) arising from the presence of gas, and from radiation pressure. The mechanisms that result are Bioeffects. Bioeffects…

has taught me so much, that will be useful in my current and future relationships. In my relationship with my soccer team, each of our listening skills was appalling, which is really saying that we lacked in communication. Listening is taking up a sound and giving it a meaning (p.135). Listening is very important in a relationship. In my future and current relationships, I will improve my listening skills for a better outcome. With my relationship with my soccer team, listening was never in…

I observed the wind ensemble percussion section and was blown away by how organized they were in everything that they did. It was clear that they had the same type of training, because their strokes were so similar it was impressive. The percussion equipment was set up strategically, and every member of the ensemble knew exactly where to be at every moment during the music. The mallets were organized on stands, and it was interesting to notice the subtle change in tone when they switched mallets…

boy gently runs his hand along the piano’s ivory; settling his finger on the key begging to be played. The piano lets out a familiar sound as the boy softly seats himself on the dusty stool positioned before it. ‘How did it go again…’ he mutters, pressing the keys to the left and right in a vain attempt to find his place. The boy’s face twists. ‘That doesn’t sound right.’ Shifting his eyes upwards, he notices a book atop the piano’s dulled body. Grasping for it, he brushes off its dusty cover in…

Rachna Shah Written by Susan Cain, Quiet is a book about introversion, and its various effects on an individual's life. The title of the book is Quiet - introverted people are associated with being quiet, but Cain proves that not all introverts are reticent, and that not all quiet people are introverts. Defying misconceptions is a common trend in her book. After all, Cain, founder of the Quiet Revolution, is an author, a lecturer, and is also an introvert. While reading this book, consider it…

Impersonal communication refers to exchanges that have a negligible perceived impact on our thoughts, behaviors, feelings, and relationships. On the other hand, interpersonal communication refers to dynamic conversation between two, or potentially more people, in which the messages make an impact on thoughts, feelings, behavior, and relationships. A time where impersonal communication was an appropriate form of communication for me to use is when I talked to my friend Lucas. When I talk to my…

to this question is not only in the chaos around but also could be jammed in your pocket right now: earbud. “For sound to damage hearing, two things must happen; The sound must be loud, and there must be a certain amount of exposure time,” says Jennifer. She explains that “every moment is filled with a sound,” and that sometimes it can get too intense in this process: as sound hits your eardrum, it creates vibration, which is carried to your brain through sensory cells, which can be damaged…

finish all of my homework right away, but today, there was a sensation that I was not used to. There was a soft whimper flooding through every room of the house. I take a single step, curiously, as I hoped it would enlighten me as to where the sound was coming from. Then, I remember, my mother is home. I storm upstairs to the nursery that my father built just a week before. I poke my head through the large wooden door, and see my mother nursing this tiny human being. The baby was my new…

back, Adair experimented with listening to podcasts, with the idea that she could at least learn something rather than just blasting mediocre music all the time. But in the natural pauses between the speakers' phrases and sentences, the deafening sound of her neighborhood's 7:00 am silence…