Wen di time don rish for di evening sakrifice, I get up from where I sidan, but I still wear my tear-tear klot kon knee down, stresh my hand to di Oga my God kon pray.
“King Hezekaya and di pipol nor kill Mikaya, abi dem kill-am? But King Hezekaya honor God kon try to win en favor. So, God kon shange en mind and E nor distroy dem again. But as e bi so, wi dey won kause sirious wahala for awasef.”
“E nor go betta for Korazin and Betsaida pipol! If to sey di mirakles wey dem do among una happen for Tyre and Sidon, dem for don turn from dia sin kom meet God, kon karry ashes put for head and wear tear-tear klot,