We have just arrived here today, here, at the Strike Camp. There are so many Filipinos here, married couples and unmarried men. They’re from all parts of Oahu. There are five other young girls here too. I become friends with two of them already. Their first names are Esperanza and Victoria. They are both very nice girls. They
showed me the place around here, as soon as we settled, | mean, found our sleeping quarters. You see, we all live in one big house, and so all we did was put curtains around our bed, and that will have to serve as our room, for how long, we don’t know. I guess we have to stay here until this strike is over. And Manlapit is going to feed the whole crowd. We’re suppose to go down to his office every other day to get our ration of food. Gosh, I hope this strike won’t last long. You see, Diary, Mr. Manlapit wanted the plantation to give the laborers $2.00 a day and eight hours work. I certainly hope Manlapit wins, ’cause then it will be for our own good. Will tell you some more later on as the girls are draggin me. I told them I want to finish this.