Abraham bow take face tosh groun, but e bigin laf wen e tink for en mind dey sey, “Man go fit born pikin wen e don rish hundred years? Abi Sarah fit born pikin naw wey e bi ninty?”
Den una go tell unasef sey, ‘Who give us all dis shidren? Wi know sey dem kill awa shidren kon karry di rest go as slave. Na only wi dey, so where all dis shidren from kom? Na who born dis shidren? Who train dem for us?’ ”
“Wimen wey neva born pikin before, naw, make una sing and shaut with happiness, bikos di shidren wey una go born, go plenty pass di ones wey di woman wey get husband, born.
Na faith make Abraham born, even doh Sarah don too old to get belle and Abraham don old too, but e know sey di Pesin wey promise am pikin, na Pesin wey e fit trust.