Vale la pena?

The Women Who Pick Your Food

Joseph Sorrentino

Commonweal . April 20, 2012

lga sings softly while working in the field, stooped over and stuffing onion plants into small holes that were made a few minutes earlier by a tractor. She places two or three plants in a hole, sweeps in a little dirt, takes a step, and does it again. It takes her about three hours to fill a row 1,400 feet long. For this, she earns $32. She usually plants two rows a day. Olga wears a red bandanna to protect herself from the dust and pesticides that are kicked up whenever a tractor or truck passes by. She is, it appears, the only one of about thirty workers who is worried about it.

Joseph Sorrentino is a freelance writer and photographer currently living in Rochester, New York. The names of some of the women profiled in this article have been changed to protect their identities.

Olga works on an onion farm in western New York, about an hours drive from Rochester. The soil hererich, dark, and moistis called muck and is perfect for growing onions. Its late April, well past the normal time for planting onions, but an unusually wet spring has upset the schedule. Olga has been out in the cool damp weather for a couple of weeks, working eight to ten hours a day, six or seven days a week. When shes not in the fields, shes in a packing house sorting onionsa job she prefers. On a busy day, five thousand pounds of onions will roll down a conveyor belt every hour, as she and another woman try to find and toss out bad ones. She says working in the packing house is easier than working in the fields, but the work requires standing in one spot all day, leaving her with an aching back and swollen legs. Almost all the women have varicose veins, she told me. I have them, too.

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Like most farm workers in the United States, Olga is from Mexico. But unlike most farm workers, she didnt do farm work there; she worked in a stationery store. I had never planted anything before [coming to the United States], she said, and the work was so difficult. I cried for months when I first came here.... I work in the heat, the sun, the dirt. Olga, who has three children, is older than most of the people she works with. She once saw another woman crying as she planted, just as Olga had done years earlier. Olga stopped working to talk with her. She asked the woman how long shed been in the United States. The woman told her four months and asked Olga how long shed been here. Five years, Olga replied. Dont worry, when youre here five years, you wont cry anymore.

arm work is among the most difficult and dangerous jobs in the United States, consistently ranking as one of the three industries with the most accidents and injuries. Its also one of the lowest-paying jobs. Most workers earn about $10,000 a year. In New York State, farm workers are excluded from rights guaranteed to most other workers, including the rights to overtime pay, a weekly day of rest, and collective bargaining. In spite of all of this, several million Mexicans work on U.S. farms60,000 to 80,000 in western New York alone. More than half of these workers are here illegally. Until recently, the majority were young men. Now more women are working in the fields.

The grinding poverty in rural Mexico is whats driving people north in search of work. Slightly over 80 percent of those who live in rural Mexico earn less than $2 a day, and their situation is worsening. The cost of staples like rice, beans, and eggs has almost doubled in the past few years. The price of seeds and fertilizers has also risen. These trends are partly a consequence of the North American Free Trade Act (NAFTA) and other neoliberal economic policies, which have benefited large corporations at the expense of rural workers, or campesinos. These policies and rising food costs have driven an already impoverished population further into poverty and forced millions of people off their land to seek work elsewhere. Campesinos often supplemented their incomes at home by working a few months a year in Mexican cities or in the United States. Now, with little to return to in their villages, theyre staying away longer, sometimes permanently. This is especially true for those fortunate enough to have made it into the United States. Border security, tightened right after 9/11, has become even tighter over the past few years. There are more fences, more border agents; unmanned aircraft now patrol the border. A decade ago, men could slip back and forth across the border fairly easily. Now theyre afraid to return home because they know they may not get back in. This has left countless villages in rural Mexico with few able-bodied men. And now women are leaving their villages

Harvesting apples

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as wellmarried women who want to join their husbands in the United States and reunite their families, and single women who just want to escape poverty. In 2007, the U.S. Department of Labor reported that 22 percent of farm workers nationwide were women. One farmer in New York told me that during planting season upward of 40 percent of his workers are women. In 2004, Carina Diaz Garcia was cooking and selling food on the streets of her hometown in the Mexican state of Morelos. She earned about $7 for thirty to thirty-five hours of work. She finally decided it was time to join her husband, who had been working on a farm in western New York for more than a year. Since she couldnt enter the United States. legally, she paid a coyote $2,000 to smuggle her across the border. A campesino family is lucky to earn $2,000 in a year, so people like Carina must borrow the money for the trip or go into debt to the coyote. It took Carina a week to

school. I leave the younger one with a woman who puts her on a bus later. I leave for work at seven. Depending on the time of year, Carina may work until six or seven at night, six or even seven days a week.

Carina Diaz Garcia at home

cross the desert; she and her group spent much of that time dodging the Border Patrol. Her trip was made even more difficult because she had her one-year-old son with her. She ran out of food and water after a few days and twisted her ankle, but she pressed on. We passed people who were dead, she told me. Having arrived safely, Carina found her new life to be nearly as difficult as the one she had left behind in Mexico. She lives on the first floor of a small farmhouse just outside Albion, New York. The apartment is sparsely furnished with worn furniture bought at thrift stores or left behind by previous tenants. Carina keeps the apartment clean, but its a bit chaotic, the result of having three young children and a brutal work schedule. During planting and harvesting seasons, her day begins around 5 a.m. I get up, cook breakfast for my children and get them up at 6:10, she said. Then I prepare lunch. At 6:50, the two older ones go to

very type of farm work has its challenges. Raspberries are easy to pick, but theyre harvested during the hottest time of year. Still, the women with whom I spoke prefer picking raspberries to picking strawberries, which requires them to kneel all day, leaving them with sore backs and aching knees. Even tying up tomatoes, though not very strenuous, leaves ones hands red, slightly swollen, and blistered. At the end of a workday, the women are exhausted and would like nothing more than to go straight to sleep. But they cant because theres more work for them to do at home. Women in rural Mexico work alongside their husbands in the fields, but theyre often viewed as helping rather than really working, and theyre also expected to take care of the children and do all the domestic chores. The Mexican farm workers have brought these expectations with them to the United States. Men think, I work outside of the home, thats enough, said Laura Gutierrez Lopez, a farm worker. Many women work in the fields and they still have to clean, cook, and bathe their children. Some husbands do help out at home, but others cant because theyre putting in even longer hours at the farm. So women farm workers end up doing almost all the household choresthe cooking and cleaning and childcare. This makes for very long days. Carina bristled slightly when I said she works twelve hours a day. No, she replied. I work from five in the morning until ten at night. Life is hard for any farm worker, but its especially hard for undocumented workers. Its a lot like house arrest. Ana lives in a small, crowded one-bedroom apartment with her husband and their three daughters. She and her husband have the bedroom; the tiny living room doubles as a bedroom for the girls. When its time to sleep, mattresses are dragged out and placed on the floor. Like most Mexican farm workers, Ana and her husband are here illegally and live in constant fear of being caught by the police or Immigration and Customs Enforcement (ICE) and deported. Not only would deportation end their chance of giving their daughters a better life here, it would hurt their extended families in Mexico, who depend on them for money. Ana estimates that she and her husband send their relatives in Mexico about a third of their income. Before leaving for work in the morning, Ana checks the street from her second-floor apartment, looking for police

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Laura Gutierrez Lopez

or migracin (ICE). Her husband calls a friend whos here legally and asks him to walk around the neighborhood, so that he can let them know if its safe to leave. Ana and her husband rarely leave their apartment except to go to work; she figures theyve been to a restaurant twice in five years. She wont even risk taking her younger daughters to a park. Its not a life, really, she told me. It makes us feel like criminals, like were robbers or murderers...like a cockroach. Just how restricted their lives are became evident one evening while Ana was preparing dinner. She opened the refrigerator. It was almost empty. Look, she said. No fresh fruits or vegetables. She said police and migracin had been everywhere for the past couple of weeks and she had been afraid to go shopping. She lifted the lid off a large pot on the stove. It contained about a dozen ears of corn. This is all we have for dinner, she said. Thatand maybe some bread. Because of her immigration status, Ana wont go back to Mexico. Shes afraid that if she did, she wouldnt be able to get back into the United States. She has two grandchildren in Mexico shes never seen and fears she wont see her parents again before they die. But she sounds more sad than bitter when she talks about her life here. All were doing is working. Were not hurting anyone. When people eat their delicious food, they need to think about who picks it: us. Mexicans. Come one day or even half a day and youll quit because its very difficult work.

Laura Gutierrez Lopez entered the country illegally in 2007. She wanted to earn enough money to build her parents a house in Mexico and then return home to open a store there. At first, she and her husband didnt go out of the house unless it was absolutely necessary. Finally, they decided they didnt want to live that way anymore and started to move around more freely. They paid for that freedom when Laura was stopped by police, who said her car registration had expired (she insists it hadnt). The police then called the ICE, which discovered she was here illegally. Laura, whose husband has already been deported, is still waiting to be deported herself. Until then, shes enjoying her freedom. Before, I couldnt always shop when I wanted to, couldnt go out if there were police or migracin around. Now, if I want to shop, I go. Now Im freer, much calmer. She has even taken her children to amusement parks, something she never did before. Women like Ana and Carina and Laura endure a great dealdifficult jobs that few others want, a restricted life in a foreign and often unwelcoming country, a workday that never seems to end. Yet they do it. I asked the women I interviewed, Vale la pena?Is it worth it? They all answered, Yes. And when I asked them why, they all had the same response: They wanted to give their children a chance at a better life. And so they go on working and saving and hiding from the ICE, whatever it takes to give their children something they themselves will never fully possess: a piece of the American Dream. n

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