“As long as di eart dey, time go dey to plant and time go dey to plok wetin dem plant. Sometaims kold go dey and oda times heat go dey. Rain go fall sometaims and oda times evriwhere go dry, but day and nite go always dey.”
Even doh dis pipol dey make nois like heavy wave for sea, wen God shaut for dem, dem go turn run go one far land and na breeze go karry dem like leaf for hill or like dirty wey strong breeze blow.
Wen una look di sky kon si di sun, moon and stars and as evritin bi for heaven, make una nor let anytin move una to woship or serve dem, bikos di Oga una God don give dem to di pipol for di eart.
For dat same time, betta eartkweke go happen and if dem divide di town into ten, one part go distroy finish. 7,000 pipol go die for di eartkweke and evry oda pesin go fear kon bigin tank God wey dey heaven.