four in the morning
When Rose-Ellen asked her if she had ever heard of such a dreadful trip , she shrugged and said she was used to going without sleep . Last year , in asparagus , she and her parents and two brothers cared for twenty-two acres , and when it grew hot `` dat grass , oooop she go and we work all night for git ahead of her . '' Asparagus , even Rose-Ellen knew could grow past using in a day . The Polish Rose said that they got up at four in the morning and were in the fields at half-past ; and sometimes worked till near midnight . `` Mornings , '' she said , `` I think I die , so bad I want the sleep . And then the boss , he no give us half our wages . Now most a year it has been . ''