Narrative Demo - Little Women by Louisa May Alcott

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This sample is a reading from the classic novel, Little Women by Louisa May Alcott: Chapter 2: A Merry Christmas.

Vocal Characteristics

Language

English

Voice Age

Young Adult (18-35)

Accents

North American (General)

Transcript

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Little Women By Louisa May Alcott. Chapter two A Merry Christmas Joe was the first awake in the gray dawn of Christmas morning. No stockings hung at the fireplace, and for a moment she felt as much disappointed as she did long ago, when her little sock fell down because it was crammed so full of goodies. Then she remembered her mother's promise and, slipping her hand under her pillow drew out a little crimson covered book. She knew it very well, for it was the beautiful old story of the best life ever lived, and Joe felt that it was a true guidebook for any pilgrim going on a long journey. She woke Meg with a Merry Christmas and bade her see what was under her pillow. Ah green covered book appeared with the same picture inside and a few words written by their mother, which made their one present very precious in their eyes. Presently, Beth and Amy woke to rummage and find their little books. Also, one dove colored the other blue and all sat looking at and talking about them, while the east grew rosy with the coming day. Where is Mother? Asked Meg as she and Joe ran down to think her for the gifts. Khalfan Hour later. Goodness only knows some poor creator came a begin, and your ma went straight off to see what was needed. They're never waas such a woman, forgiven way vittles and drink, clothes and firing, replied Hannah, who had lived with the family since Meg was born and was considered by them all more as a friend than a servant. She will be back soon. I think so. Fry your cakes and have everything ready, said Meg, looking over the presence, which were collected in a basket and kept under the sofa, ready to be produced at the proper time. There's mother. Hide the basket, quick cried Joe as a door slammed and stepped Sounds in the hall.