text_original: Sarah lowered her chin, and shook her head with a decision that was beyond words. She was a thin, delicate looking little girl, her small blue clad figure bent before the wind, but there was resolution in her high forehead and her sharp chin.
text_transcription: SARA LOWERED HER CHIN AND SHOOK HER HEAD WITH A DECISION THAT WAS BEYOND WORDS SHE WAS A THIN DELICATE LOOKING LITTLE GIRL HER SMALL BLUE CLAD FIGURE BENT BEFORE THE WIND BUT THERE WAS RESOLUTION IN HER HIGH FOREHEAD AND HER SHARP CHIN
phonemes: sˈɛɹə lˈoʊɚd hɜː tʃˈɪn, ænd ʃˈʊk hɜː hˈɛd wɪð ɐ dᵻsˈɪʒən ðæt wʌz bᵻjˌɔnd wˈɜːdz. ʃiː wʌzɐ θˈɪn, dˈɛlᵻkət lˈʊkɪŋ lˈɪɾəl ɡˈɜːl, hɜː smˈɔːl blˈuː klˈæd fˈɪɡjɚ bˈɛnt bᵻfˌɔːɹ ðə wˈɪnd, bˌʌt ðɛɹwˌʌz ɹˌɛzəlˈuːʃən ɪn hɜː hˈaɪ fˈɔːɹhɛd ænd hɜː ʃˈɑːɹp tʃˈɪn.