text_original: Then there was little Mimi in Father Mikko's lap. She was nearly ten years old, and was not a pretty little girl; but she had very lovely soft brown eyes and curly flaxen hair, and a quiet, demure manner of her own, and her mother declared that when she grew up she would be able to spin and weave and cook better than any other girl in the parish, and that the young man that should get her Mimi for a wife would get a real treasure.
text_transcription: THEN THERE WAS LITTLE MIMI IN FATHER MIKO'S LAP SHE WAS NEARLY TEN YEARS OLD AND WAS NOT A PRETTY LITTLE GIRL BUT SHE HAD VERY LOVELY SOFT BROWN EYES AND CURLY FLAXEN HAIR AND A QUIET DEMURE MANNER OF HER OWN AND HER MOTHER DECLARED THAT WHEN SHE GREW UP SHE WOULD BE ABLE TO SPIN AND WEAVE AND COOK BETTER THAN ANY OTHER GIRL IN THE PARISH AND THAT THE YOUNG MAN THAT SHOULD GET HER MIMI FOR A WIFE WOULD GET A REAL TREASU
phonemes: ðˈɛn ðɛɹwˌʌz lˈɪɾəl mˈiːmi ɪn fˈɑːðɚ mˈɪkoʊz lˈæp. ʃiː wʌz nˌɪɹli tˈɛn jˈɪɹz ˈoʊld, ænd wʌz nˌɑːɾə pɹˈɪɾi lˈɪɾəl ɡˈɜːl; bˌʌt ʃiː hæd vˈɛɹi lˈʌvli sˈɔft bɹˈaʊn ˈaɪz ænd kˈɜːli flˈæksən hˈɛɹ, ænd ɐ kwˈaɪət, dᵻmjˈʊɹ mˈænɚɹ ʌv hɜːɹ ˈoʊn, ænd hɜː mˈʌðɚ dᵻklˈɛɹd ðæt wɛn ʃiː ɡɹˈuː ˌʌp ʃiː wʊd biː ˈeɪbəl tə spˈɪn ænd wˈiːv ænd kˈʊk bˈɛɾɚ ðɐn ˌɛni ˈʌðɚ ɡˈɜːl ɪnðə pˈæɹɪʃ, ænd ðætðə jˈʌŋ mˈæn ðæt ʃˌʊd ɡɛt hɜː mˈiːmi fɚɹə wˈaɪf wʊd ɡɛt ɐ ɹˈiːəl tɹˈɛʒɚ.