“I go turn una festival to burial kon shange una happiness to kry. I go make una kut una hair kon wear sak klot, den I go make una mourn like sey una only pikin just die. Dat day go bitter well-well.
“But Abraham ansa, ‘My pikin, remember sey wen yu dey alive, yu dey enjoy good tins, but Lazarus nor enjoy at-all. But naw, e dey enjoy for here and yu dey sofa for der.