Na breeze Efraim pipol dey chop. Dem dey porshu breeze from morning go rish nite. Dem dey gada lie and wahala kon enter agriment with Assyria and dey do business with Egypt pipol.
Wen sun start to shine, God kon send one hot breeze kom from east. Di sun dey shine for Jonah head and e nearly faint. So as Jonah dey vex, bikos di plant wey kover en head don die, e kon sey, “E betta make I die, dan dis life wey I dey live so.”