[Adam Laboda--Polish Textile Worker #2]: a machine readable transcription.
We use a long stick with a short one tied to it with leather string; what you call it? Flail. Yes, that is it, and we hit the wheat and rye and corn on the barn floor with it and thresh it out, beginning in winter and all through it. We are not too poor but we have so big a family that we have to work hard for we raise all that we eat on the farm. Oh, we have plenty to eat of everything, of cabbage, garlic, beets, turnips, potatoes, everything, and every winter just before Christmas we kill a big hog and have meat for the rest of the winter.
“But when I am twelve my father say to me, ‘Adam, you must find a job, because we are so many.’ It is the custom when a Polack boy is to be married that the father gives him a share of the farm, maybe two or three acres, you see. But if he gave it to all of us he would have nothing and no one would have enough land, although it is rich land and some families live on only