19 He tell his faddah, “My head sore!” His faddah tell one worka guy, “Carry him by his muddah.”
Da kid grow, an one day he go out by his faddah, dat stay wit da guys harvesting da food.
Afta da worka guy pick up da boy an carry him by his muddah, she put him on top her lap till noon time. But den he mahke.
Den Jeremiah tell, “Bummahs! I suffa plenny! I plenny sore cuz I hurt inside. My heart stay poun hard inside, I gotta tell someting! Cuz I hear da soun from da trumpets fo start fo fight! I hear da army guys yell!