You lose your balance and land on top of a burly bricklayer.
“What are you calami?” he demands.
“I’m sorry,” you say, running down the stairs.
“Duna kee dunami wah!” he yells after you.
You can’t understand anything he says. Suddenly all the builders are babbling.
They have to stop working on the tower because they can’t communicate. God has stopped them.
Now everyone will know that God is the greatest of all.