text_original: "Can't help it," says Bill, catching Susan's bag, and tossing it in the air; "I never did like to sit still, and that's why I hate Sundays." "Hate Sundays! Oh, Bill! Why, Aunt Kezzy says heaven is an eternal Sabbath  only think of that!"
text_transcription: CAN'T HELP IT SAYS BILL CATCHING SUSAN'S BAG AND TOSSING IT IN THE AIR I NEVER DID LIKE TO SIT STILL AND THAT'S WHY I HATE SUNDAYS HATES SUNDAYS OH BILL WHY AUNT KEZZIE SAYS HEAVEN IS AN ETERNAL SABBATH ONLY THINK OF THAT
phonemes: "kˈænt hˈɛlp ɪt," sˈɛz bˈɪl, kˈætʃɪŋ sˈuːzənz bˈæɡ, ænd tˈɔsɪŋ ɪɾ ɪnðɪ ˈɛɹ; "aɪ nˈɛvɚ dˈɪd lˈaɪk tə sˈɪt stˈɪl, ænd ðæts wˌaɪ aɪ hˈeɪt sˈʌndeɪz." "hˈeɪt sˈʌndeɪz! ˈoʊ, bˈɪl! wˈaɪ, ˈænt kˈɛzi sˈɛz hˈɛvən ɪz ɐn ɪtˈɜːnəl sˈæbəθ ˈoʊnli θˈɪŋk ʌv ðˈæt!"