text_original: My early home nestled in one of those gems of woodland that dot the rolling Iowa prairies. One of my earliest memories of this old home is the twilight choruses of the whippoorwills in the door yard.
text_transcription: MY EARLY HOME NESTLED IN ONE OF THOSE GEMS OF WOODLAND THAT DOT THE ROLLING IOWA PRAIRIES ONE OF MY EARLIEST MEMORIES OF THIS OLD HOME IS THE TWILIGHT CHORUSES OF THE WHIPPERWELLS IN THE DOORYARD
phonemes: maɪ ˈɜːli hˈoʊm nˈɛsəld ɪn wˈʌn ʌv ðoʊz dʒˈɛmz ʌv wˈʊdlənd ðæt dˈɑːt ðə ɹˈoʊlɪŋ ˈaɪəwə pɹˈɛɹiz. wˈʌn ʌv maɪ ˈɜːlɪɪst mˈɛmɚɹiz ʌv ðɪs ˈoʊld hˈoʊm ɪz ðə twˈaɪlaɪt kˈɔːɹəsᵻz ʌvðə wˈɪpʊɹwˌɪlz ɪnðə dˈɔːɹ jˈɑːɹd.