Make una tink of Abraham, una grand-grand papa and Sarah wey born una. Wen I koll Abraham, e nor get pikin, but I bless and gi-am shidren kon make en shidren-shidren, plenty.
“Man pikin, di pipol wey dey stay di empty town for Israel dey sey: ‘Abraham na just one man and dem gi-am di whole land. So naw wey wi many well-well, na wi get di land too.’
wen God take mi komot from my papa house and I kon tell Sarah sey, ‘Anywhere wi go, di only tin wey yu go do to show sey yu love mi, na to tell dem sey I bi yor broda.’ ”
Oga wey bi di God for heaven wey take mi komot from my papa house and di land wey my pipol dey, naim promise mi wen E promise sey, ‘I go give dis land to yor shidren-shidren.’ So God go send en angel go for yor front, so dat yu go si one good wife for der kon bring kom give my pikin.