I am not going to write your entry for you, but I will answer your question and describe the life of a migrant farm worker. First of all, you wake up. You wake up in a large common dormitory or outside. You do not have a proper bed, but you may have...
I am not going to write your entry for you, but I will answer your question and describe the life of a migrant farm worker. First of all, you wake up. You wake up in a large common dormitory or outside. You do not have a proper bed, but you may have a cot with a thin blanket if you are lucky. More than likely the cot has bedbugs or fleas. You get up before dawn, because the crops wait for no man.
When you get up, there is no indoor plumbing in your cabin and no bathroom to visit if you are outdoors. You hurriedly wash up at a spigot or in a stream. You might eat canned goods, leftover fruit, or if you are lucky food is provided for you and you might make a meager meal of biscuits and gravy. You eat quickly so no one will steal your food and because you need to get into the fields or orchards.
Finally, the work day begins. At first it’s not so bad, unless you are sore from yesterday. Then, the sun comes up and you are roasted alive. You work long after you are tired, and you only stop briefly for a pathetic meal. You need to meet your quota, but you need to be extra careful to do it right. It’s not easy! If you are lucky, your overseer only swears at you and tells you to hurry up. It could be much worse.
After the sun goes down, you might waste what little money you earned on gambling or possibly at the company store. Then, you get to fall into your cold hard bed with the bedbugs and fleas. In the morning, you get to get up and do it all over again until the crop is in and you have to move on to the next one. If you’re lucky.