text_original: "My leaves! My leaves!" cried Tommy; and jumping out of bed he looked all over the room, but he could not find one. "Never mind," said Tommy. "I can turn them just the same, and I mean to. I will not grow into a Horrid Man." And he didn't.
text_transcription: MY LEAVES MY LEAVES CRIED TOMMY AND JUMPING OUT OF BED HE LOOKED ALL OVER THE ROOM BUT HE COULD NOT FIND ONE NEVER MIND SAID TOMMY I CAN TURN THEM JUST THE SAME AND I MEAN TO I WILL NOT GROW INTO A HORRID MAN AND HE DIDN'T
phonemes: "maɪ lˈiːvz! maɪ lˈiːvz!" kɹˈaɪd tˈɑːmi; ænd dʒˈʌmpɪŋ ˌaʊɾəv bˈɛd hiː lˈʊkt ˈɔːl ˌoʊvɚ ðə ɹˈuːm, bˌʌt hiː kʊd nˌɑːt fˈaɪnd wˌʌn. "nˈɛvɚ mˈaɪnd," sˈɛd tˈɑːmi. "aɪ kæn tˈɜːn ðˌɛm dʒˈʌst ðə sˈeɪm, ænd aɪ mˈiːn tuː. aɪ wɪl nˌɑːt ɡɹˈoʊ ˌɪntʊ ɐ hˈɔːɹɪd mˈæn." ænd hiː dˈɪdnt.