text_original: "You cannot change it, Mrs. Temple," I answered, and fell back on the nettle bark sheets. "You cannot change it," I heard myself repeating, as though it were another's voice. And I knew that Polly Ann was bending over me and calling me.
text_transcription: YOU CANNOT CHANGE IT MISSUS TEMPLE I ANSWERED AND FELL BACK ON THE NETTLE MARKED SHEETS YOU CANNOT CHANGE IT I HEARD MYSELF REPEATING AS THOUGH IT WERE ANOTHER'S VOICE AND I KNEW THAT POLLYANNE WAS BENDING OVER ME AND CALLING ME
phonemes: "juː kænˈɑːt tʃˈeɪndʒ ɪt, mˈɪsɪz. tˈɛmpəl," aɪ ˈænsɚd, ænd fˈɛl bˈæk ɔnðə nˈɛɾəl bˈɑːɹk ʃˈiːts. "juː kænˈɑːt tʃˈeɪndʒ ɪt," aɪ hˈɜːd maɪsˈɛlf ɹᵻpˈiːɾɪŋ, æz ðˌoʊ ɪt wɜːɹ ɐnˈʌðɚz vˈɔɪs. ænd aɪ nˈuː ðæt pˈɑːli ˈæn wʌz bˈɛndɪŋ ˌoʊvɚ mˌiː ænd kˈɔːlɪŋ mˌiː.