چگونه «busied» را در انگلیسی تلفظ کنیم

Spoken Video Transcripts & Contextual Quotes (5 Verified Clips)

• 🇺🇸 USTEDx Talks

  Clip #1 · @9:14

  “myself I had finally worked up the courage to go out to dinner by myself so I walked in with my head down my heart pounding I ran to the closest open seat that I could find I sat down I busied myself in my menu and I dared not look that I could find I sat down I busied myself in my menu and I dared not look”

• 🇺🇸 USHarvard University

  Clip #2 · @67:04

  “Apache was holding out the boy as ransom for treasuring guns thinking so he took cooch's family hostage busied them with stupid hang dog tasks so they might as well have been slaves cois took some hostages of his own white and Mexican he”

• 🇺🇸 USItalian Fairy Tales

  Clip #3 · @0:01

  “Italian Stories. Little Goldina. Once upon a time, there was a land far away beyond the towering mountains where a king and queen lived. They amassed wealth beyond imagination. Their wealth overflowed like a golden river. Their wish for a child was granted with the birth of their beautiful daughter, little Goldina. A baby girl with blue eyes, blond hair, and a complexion as delicious as strawberries and cream. In their luxurious kingdom, little Goldina's world was adorned with golden splendor. She played with golden dolls, savored meals on golden plates, and acquired knowledge from golden books. From this day forward, I issue a decree that everything in the palace, from the doormats to the crockery, must be made of gold. Every corner of the palace, down to the doormats, must shine with gold. As little Goldina grew, she found herself surrounded by golden splendor, and as their obsession with them grew, a peculiar change began to spread through the palace over time. Their skin took on a golden hue and they all began to lose their natural skin tone. As the court embraced this change, the king and queen noticed a disturbing transformation in Goldina. Her skin also began to harden, losing its youthful softness. My dear, the transformation of our Goldina troubles me deeply. The more gold we earn, the more we lose touch with what truly matters. Our precious daughter, once fresh as a rose, now shines like a golden metal. The court believes that the color gold is in fashion now. Even women paint their skin gold to fit in. Our once beautiful palace is now a sanctuary of gold, but this price seems a bit excessive. We must seek out a guide, a wise man who will help us save our daughter. The hermit of the sad cave. He is said to possess ancient knowledge. Tonight, in secret, we will embark on a journey to find answers. In desperation they set out on a perilous journey to consult the hermit of the sad cave, whose wisdom had been whispered through the ages. What brings the royals to my humble abode? Wise hermit, our daughter Goldina is turning to gold. Can you help us? Ah! Gold, the root of your sorrow. Melt your treasures, let them sink into the sea. But it will restore Goldina to her true form. A certain path, with an uncertain outcome, yet a step in the right direction. But I am proud of my wealth, Hermit. Can we not save Goldina without parting with her? A dilemma of the heart, king. Our daughter rules all treasures. What must we do? Throw away the golden chains. Let love shine brighter than gold. Truly a great ass. But Goldina will not bear the burden. To cure her, send her to the island of the crystal mountains. It will restore her natural hermit's soul. Three years on the glass hills will be enough, but be careful, she must never catch a glimpse of her reflection in the glass mountains. We will make it. Thank you. Well, so the next morning the king and queen prepared for Goldina's journey. Prepare the strongest ship we have. Goldina's recovery is at stake. A journey to the crystal mountains. How exciting! Remember, child, never look at your reflection in the glass mountains. Your recovery depends on it, Goldina. I won't look, I promise. Hold on. Men, we're almost there. I wonder what the glass mountains look like. Remember your promise, dear. Resist the temptation, Goldina. That's right, you don't look at reflections. Here we are, princess. It's time to get my rosy complexion back. This is truly enchanting, but remember, no reflections, not even a peek. Goldina, I won't forget this. As time passed, Goldina embraced her new surroundings with the determination to resist the allure of her reflection. Two years passed in the blink of an eye and Goldina, her housekeeper and her nurse, were living on the island. Two years here and my skin will definitely be back to normal. I bet on it. All thanks to your diligence, dear. I must add that with all the temptations that surround us we have managed well. Another year and we will return home. The king sent the captain to find out how his daughter Goldina was. My goodness, my goodness, how have you all changed? Changed? What does he mean? Well, you are not made of gold anymore. What is that supposed to mean? Eh, nothing, just an observation. You are radiant as always, my dear. No, curious. But after the captain left, the thought of their appearance began to intrigue them. Why shouldn't we take a peek at the glass mountains just once to see how far we have come? Don't even think about it, Goldina. A glance won't hurt. Goldina and the nurse crept downstairs, determined to see their reflection. A quick glance won't hurt anyone. Where do you two think you're going? Oh dear! Vanity won't solve anything. You're right, governess. Now, both of you, go back to bed. Yes, governess. The third year was almost over, but now Goldina, the nurse, and the governess had all three fallen into the trap of vanity. Just a glance won't hurt, will it? Perhaps just a peek. Well, if you're both, alas, they ventured into the glass mountains, enchanted by their reflections. Oh, you look splendid. I must admit I look rather good myself. It's hard to look away, isn't it? Days turned into weeks as they lost themselves in their reflections. The ship arrived to take them home. Oh no, you're like glass. What does he mean? You've become as fragile as glass, my dears. What have we done? Vanity has led us astray. The captain did his best. Goldina was carefully wrapped in cotton wool to preserve her from possible breakage. We must find a solution. Our precious Goldina. No, this is absurd. We must find a remedy. Our dear daughter Goldina. At the kind request of the queen, the hermit went to the palace. There is only one way left. Send her to the land of wool underground. There is no other way. None, your majesty. In the land of wool she will have to live among the sheep. And what will she have to do there? Spin wool for 3 years in woolen clothes while living among the bleating masses. But there is more, isn't there? In fact she will have to resist the charm of silk and satin. Do not touch them or else a calamity will follow. The king and queen organized an adventurous expedition to find the mysterious land of wool. Your majesties, this journey is full of challenges. Our love for Goldina overcomes the danger. The captain returned with updates on the search. Your majesty, we have found her. The land of wool underground. Tell us how to reach it. A mountain peak hides the path, a hole that leads deep. Ropes will guide the way. Goldina, now dressed in wool, was spinning with the woolly sheep. There was not much to do in this land of wool. They had only one job, spinning wool and singing songs, and they forgot about their appearance, about gold and beautiful clothes and vanity. Unbeknownst to them, they regained their old appearance and were no longer like glass. One day, when the three years were almost over, Goldina, who always spoke her mind, cried out: " I wonder how we've changed after all this time? Wouldn't it be nice to see the sun again?" Goldina, these thoughts are frivolous, focused on spinning. She's right. But the governess herself crept silently beyond the dark landscape, while Goldin and the nurse busied themselves spinning. Just a peek. Well, hello, sunshine. The governess admired the vibrant world, she was attracted by the silk dresses and jewelry hanging on the trees. Nature's boutique, it seems. Harmonious birds. Well, well, woolly wisdom, perhaps. Well, well, well, well, what do you want? Well, well, well, damn it, I've never seen such beautiful jewelry. Well, if I must try this silk, after a while the nurse, suspicious of the governess's absence, investigated. She followed the same path as the governess. She allowed herself to be attracted by the illuminated world. from the sun beyond the horizon. At the sight of the dazzling jewels and silk dresses hanging on the tree, she too succumbed to temptation. Oh! And the poor sheep bleated. And she sensed it too. The nurse ignored her plea. Oh, what's this up there? And she too met the same fate. Left alone in the Woolly Desert, Goldina began to panic about her companions. The Woolly Sheep followed her. After a tiring journey, she too reached the sunlit opening. Colorful birds, fluttering butterflies and splendid silk and satin dresses adorned with jewels lured her. Goldina had to face a very tempting temptation. Oh, those silk dresses! Well, well! This time Goldina's gaze lingered on the treasures. Well! A beautiful bird offered Goldino a dress, but she heard the Woolly Sheep scratching behind her. Suddenly the Woolly Sheep transformed into a handsome prince. Greetings Princess, I am Prince Pacinco. The Woolly Sheep was a prince. That wild bird that just knocked him to the ground is a truly evil spellcaster. He trapped me here. You, brave Goldina, broke his evil spell. I could never have done it without you. Were you the one who saved me first? Ah, a few magical breaths can heal even the deepest wounds. Incredible. Let me take you home, Princess Goldina. Let's go! Yes, my magical prince. And now we can say they all lived happily ever after.”

• 🇺🇸 US

  Clip #4 · @8:16

  “All right, everyone, we need to breakthrough hit. Now go." The executive went and busied itself with something mindless, in this case, sleep, but it can be doing the dishes or the laundry or taking a shower. The executive went and busied itself with something mindless,”

• 🇺🇸 USSimple History

  Clip #5 · @0:40

  “the killing having themselves regularly slaughtered chickens and pigs for the dinner table so this killing to them was no different and they busied themselves collecting the bodies ready to be cleaned up and made into pies but collecting the bodies ready to be cleaned up and made into pies but”