Narration with Character and dialects: My Antonia
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EnglishVoice Age
Senior (55+)Accents
North American (General) North American (US General American - GenAM) North American (US Western)Transcript
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grandfather ignored her singular occupation and greeted her politely. Good morning, Mrs She Merida. Can you tell me where I will find and brush which field he we disorder corn, she pointed toward the north. Still standing in front of the cow is if she hoped to conceal it. His Saad corn will be good for fodder this winter, said Grandfather Encouragingly. And where is Antonia? She go it. Mrs. Xi Merida kept wiggling her bare feet about nervously in the dust. Very well. I will ride up there. I want them to come over and help me cut my oats and wheat next month. I will pay them wages. Good morning, by the way, Mrs She Merida, he said as he turned up the path. I think we may call it Square about the cow she started and clutched the rope tighter. Seeing that she did not understand, Grandfather turned back. You need not pay me anything more. No more money. The call was yours. Pay no more. Keep go! She asked in a bewildered tone, her narrow eyes snapping at us in the sunlight. Exactly. Pay no more. Keep call! He nodded. Mrs Xi. America dropped the rope ran after us and crouching down beside Grandfather, she took his hand and kissed it. I doubt if he had ever been so much embarrassed before. I was a little startled to somehow that seemed to bring the old world very close. We rode away laughing and Grandfather said, I expect she thought we had come to take the cow away. For certain Jim, I wonder if she wouldn't have scratched a little if we'd laid a hand on that Larry it rope. Our neighbors seemed glad to make peace with us. The next Sunday, Mrs America came over and brought Jake a pair of socks. She admitted she presented them with an air of Great Magnum entity, saying, Now you not come anymore for not my embryo, Stone Jake laughed sheepishly. I don't want to have no trouble with Ambrose if he'll let me alone. I'll let him alone if he slept. You we ain't got no pig for pay the fine, she said in Sydney, waiting. Li Jake was not at all disconcerted. Have the last word, ma'am, he said cheerfully. It's a lady's privilege.