Post #3

When I came back home, I decided to use some techniques that I learned up north. Me, Sam, and Bud got together and started our own group. We would demand that the foreman give us more money. I would go up to them and say that we deserve 20 cents instead of 10 cents per box. Some of the foreman agreed but some of them didn't. The foreman that didn't agree, would get mad because I wouldn't stop. One day I went to one of the foreman and demanded more money. He said no, so I said "we gonna  leave." The people that I work with didn't want to leave. They said, "Well, we done warmed our pail." I told them to that they didn't have to cook, but they still didn't move. I just gave up. They got in the truck and went their way, I went my way. So word was going around that a group of people were going to have a lynching party for Mud, Sam, and I. So when it got back to us, we all decided to leave. I told my dad, he said it was best for me to leave, But on the other hand Inez was driving me crazy. She kept begging me to stay but I had to leave. So I told her that I would send for her once I got situated to shut her up. A couple days later I was on my way to New York with my aunts.