text_original: That night, as Tom and Cowan and McCann and James Ray lay around their fire, taking a well earned rest, a man broke excitedly into the light with a kettle shaped object balanced on his head, which he set down in front of us.
text_transcription: THAT NIGHT AS TOM AND COW AND MC CAN AND JAMES RAY LAY AROUND THEIR FIRE TAKING A WELL EARNED REST A MAN BROKE EXCITEDLY INTO THE LIGHT WITH A KETTLE SHAPED OBJECT BALANCED ON HIS HEAD WHICH HE SET DOWN IN FRONT OF US
phonemes: ðæt nˈaɪt, æz tˈɑːm ænd kˈaʊən ænd mə kˈæn ænd dʒˈeɪmz ɹˈeɪ lˈeɪ ɚɹˈaʊnd ðɛɹ fˈaɪɚ, tˈeɪkɪŋ ɐ wˈɛl ˈɜːnd ɹˈɛst, ɐ mˈæn bɹˈoʊk ɛksˈaɪɾɪdli ˌɪntʊ ðə lˈaɪt wɪð ɐ kˈɛɾəl ʃˈeɪpt ˈɑːbdʒɛkt bˈælənst ˌɔn hɪz hˈɛd, wˌɪtʃ hiː sˈɛt dˌaʊn ɪn fɹˈʌnt ʌv ˌʌs.