Luyện nghe bài hát Voices of Old People

Man 1: I got little in this world. I give honesty without regret. One hundred dollars for picture. I remember taking a picture with...
Woman 1: Ooh! Let me show you. Let me show you our picture. This was me and my husband when we first married.
Woman 2: I slept on one side, left room for my husband.
Woman 1: And that's me we were sixteen.
Woman 2: But this, this, this, is not the case. I still do it. I still lay on the half of the bed. (pause) We used to sneak in...
Man 2: Still haven't seen the doctor I was seein'; there's been blood for the last, eh, forty-eight hours, and I can't get up the mucus for the last, eh, two, three months... oh yes, and I maintain, I maintain strongly, to this minute, I think it's an ordinary cold.
Woman 3: God forgive me, but an old person money is pathetic.
Woman 4: Children, and mothers, that's the way we it. A mother-- they are [mumbling I can't make out].
5: 'Cause mothers do too much.
Woman 4: That is mother's life, to for your child. (pause) Yes, my dear.
Man 3: I get younger. I have to be an old man. That's all. Well...
Woman 6: Are you happy here, honey? Are you happy with us?
Man 3: So anytime I walk Lou and... that's all.
Woman 6: Mr. Singer? Are you living with us here?
Woman 7: But we do that, dear.
Woman 6: But are you
Woman 7: If you mean, if, if you could say, yes, and I thought, and I was so happy, and everybody, "What is this? is it?"
Woman 8: It just is, beautiful. Like, a room. Your own room, in your own home.