text_original: Just as the woman and her son reached their house on the bank of the river, the giant thief was coming home too. He chanced to look to the east, and there he saw, far away, many buffaloes running towards the foot hills where the sweet grass grew.
text_transcription: JUST AS THE WOMAN AND HER SON REACHED THEIR HOUSE ON THE BANK OF THE RIVER THE GIANT THIEF WAS COMING HOME TOO HE CHANCED TO LOOK TO THE EAST AND THERE HE SAW FAR AWAY MANY BUFFALOES RUNNING TOWARDS THE FOOTHILLS WHERE THE SWEET GRASS GREW
phonemes: dʒˈʌst æz ðə wˈʊmən ænd hɜː sˈʌn ɹˈiːtʃt ðɛɹ hˈaʊs ɔnðə bˈæŋk ʌvðə ɹˈɪvɚ, ðə dʒˈaɪənt θˈiːf wʌz kˈʌmɪŋ hˈoʊm tˈuː. hiː tʃˈænst tə lˈʊk tə ðɪ ˈiːst, ænd ðɛɹ hiː sˈɔː, fˈɑːɹ ɐwˈeɪ, mˈɛni bˈʌfəlˌoʊz ɹˈʌnɪŋ təwˈɔːɹdz ðə fˈʊt hˈɪlz wˌɛɹ ðə swˈiːt ɡɹˈæs ɡɹˈuː.