text_original: '" November came to an end. December set in with biting winds and gloomy skies, and then followed a sharp, wintry Christmas. It was a hard time for the birds. Rhoda would sit at the window and watch them congregating on the brier bush in the corner of the garden.
text_transcription: NOVEMBER CAME TO AN END DECEMBER SET IN WITH BITING WINDS AND GLOOMY SKIES AND THEN FOLLOWED A SHARP WINTRY CHRISTMAS IT WAS A HARD TIME FOR THE BIRDS RHODA WOULD SIT AT THE WINDOW AND WATCH THEM CONGREGATING ON THE BRIAR BUSH IN THE CORNER OF THE GARDEN
phonemes: " noʊvˈɛmbɚ kˈeɪm tʊ ɐn ˈɛnd. dᵻsˈɛmbɚ sˈɛt ɪn wɪð bˈaɪɾɪŋ wˈɪndz ænd ɡlˈuːmi skˈaɪz, ænd ðˈɛn fˈɑːloʊd ɐ ʃˈɑːɹp, wˈɪntɹi kɹˈɪsməs. ɪt wʌzɐ hˈɑːɹd tˈaɪm fɚðə bˈɜːdz. ɹˈoʊdə wʊd sˈɪt æt ðə wˈɪndoʊ ænd wˈɑːtʃ ðˌɛm kˈɑːŋɡɹɪɡˌeɪɾɪŋ ɔnðə bɹˈaɪɚ bˈʊʃ ɪnðə kˈɔːɹnɚɹ ʌvðə ɡˈɑːɹdən.