But Elisha savant sey, “Make I give twenty bread to dis hundred men?” Elisha ansa, “Give am to di pipol make dem chop, bikos God sey, ‘Dem go chop taya and di food go remain.’ ”
One of di king ofisas ansa, “Abeg. Dat nor fit happen! Even if God ensef dey drop food from heaven, e nor go fit happen!” Elisha ansa, “Yu go si am dey happen, but yu nor go ever chop from am!”
but na for one full mont. Una go chop am until meat go kom out from una nose kon make una dey sick, bikos una rijet God wey dey among una kon dey komplain sey, ‘Wi nor for komot from Egypt o-o.’ ”