text_original: Once in a while I heard a crackle behind me like a footstep, but I didn't look back. I knew my only chance was to plod ahead, no matter how my heart thumped or my knees shook. I thought of everything I could to bolster me up  of dear old Aunt Pam and poor little Maggie. But the sound of the waves on the beach was awful!
text_transcription: ONCE IN A WHILE I HEARD A CRACKLE BEHIND ME LIKE A FOOTSTEP BUT I DIDN'T LOOK BACK I KNEW MY ONLY CHANCE WAS TO PLOD AHEAD NO MATTER HOW MY HEART THUMPED OR MY KNEES SHOOK I THOUGHT OF EVERYTHING I COULD TO BOLSTER ME UP OF DEAR OLD AUNT PAM AND POOR LITTLE MAGGIE BUT THE SOUND OF THE WAVES ON THE BEACH WAS AWFUL
phonemes: wˈʌns ɪn ɐ wˈaɪl aɪ hˈɜːd ɐ kɹˈækəl bᵻhˌaɪnd mˌiː lˈaɪk ɐ fˈʊtstɛp, bˌʌt aɪ dˈɪdnt lˈʊk bˈæk. aɪ nˈuː maɪ ˈoʊnli tʃˈæns wʌz tə plˈɑːd ɐhˈɛd, nˈoʊ mˈæɾɚ hˌaʊ maɪ hˈɑːɹt θˈʌmpt ɔːɹ maɪ nˈiːz ʃˈʊk. aɪ θˈɔːt ʌv ˈɛvɹɪθˌɪŋ aɪ kʊd tə bˈoʊlstɚ mˌiː ˌʌp ʌv dˈɪɹ ˈoʊld ˈænt pˈæm ænd pˈʊɹ lˈɪɾəl mˈæɡi. bˌʌt ðə sˈaʊnd ʌvðə wˈeɪvz ɔnðə bˈiːtʃ wʌz ˈɔːfəl!