How the Day Went

"The riding boss would come round before the day broke and wake you up.

You had to be in the field before sun-up--that is the man would. The

woman who had a little child had a little more play than the man,

because she had to care for the child before she left. She had to carry

the child over to the old lady that took care of the babies. The cook

that cooked up to the big house, she cooked bread and milk and sent it

to the larger children for their dinner. They didn't feed the little

children because their mothers had to nurse them. The mother went to the

field as soon as she cared for her child. She would come back and nurse

the child around about twice. She would come once in the morning about

ten o'clock and once again at twelve o'clock before she ate her own

lunch. She and her husband ate their dinner in the field. She would come

back again about three p.m. Then you wouldn't see her any more till dark

that night. Long as you could see you had to stay in the field. They

didn't come home till sundown.

"Then the mother would go and get the children and bring them home. She

would cook for supper and feed them. She'd have to go somewheres and get

them. Maybe the children would be asleep before she would get all that

done. Then she would have to wake them up and feed them.

"I remember one time my sister and me were laying near the fire asleep

and my sister kicked the pot over and burned me from my knee to my foot.

My old master didn't have no wife, so he had me carried up to the house

and treated by the old woman who kept the house for him. She was a

slave. When I got so I could hobble around a little, he would sometimes

let the little niggers come up to the house and I would get these big

peanuts and break them up and throw them out to them so he could have

fun seeing them scramble for them.

"After the children had been fed, the mother would cook the next day's

breakfast and she would cook the next day's dinner and put it in the

pail so that everything would be ready when the riding boss would come

around. Cause when he came, it meant move.

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