Wen di wise men don go, God angel kon tell Josef for dream, “Get up, karry di pikin and en mama run go Egypt, make una stay der until I go tell yu wetin una go do, bikos Herod won kill di pikin.”
Nor bi di karpenter, wey Mary born bi dis? Nor bi en brodas bi James, Josef, Judas and Simon? Nor bi en sistas dey with us so?” So dem kon dey vex for am.
Wen en papa and mama si am, dem sopraiz well-well. Naim en mama sey, “My pikin, why yu do us like dis? Si, mi and yor papa dey find yu for evriwhere since.”