text_original: "Now, my little kid," whispered the mother, "run straight home again as fast as you can, and fetch me my shears and a needle and some stout thread."
text_transcription: NOW MY LITTLE KID WHISPERED THE MOTHER RUN STRAIGHT HOME AGAIN AS FAST AS YOU CAN AND FETCH ME MY SHEARS AND A NEEDLE AND SOME STOUT THREAD
phonemes: "nˈaʊ, maɪ lˈɪɾəl kˈɪd," wˈɪspɚd ðə mˈʌðɚ, "ɹˈʌn stɹˈeɪt hˈoʊm ɐɡˈɛn æz fˈæst æz juː kˈæn, ænd fˈɛtʃ mˌiː maɪ ʃˈɪɹz ænd ɐ nˈiːdəl ænd sˌʌm stˈaʊt θɹˈɛd."