Day 1
Hey, Im am one of the West Indians that are doing the construction of the Panama Canal. Life here, is doing ok we just got here and where about the start working on the Panama Canal. It looks like hard work but let's see what will happen eventually.
Day 2
Well things now are starting to look bad. I see a lot of sad and crying faces, i see worry and frustration and a lot of other people getteing hurt or having a lot of diseases. céanique was a plague was the first problem appearing.
Day 3
While i was working on the Canal there was a total of Five hundred lives lost for every mile (about fifty miles) of the length of the Canal, or a total of 25,000 deaths. The tropical diseases inherent in cutting through dense, virgin jungle, and working in the uniquely hot and humid climate of Panama.
Day 4
I see people getting Malaria, Yellow Fever, dysentery, typhoid, dengue, and they were having difficulties of adapting to the tropical heat. It was hard for us black people, West Indian, if they survived, would remember the many wondrous and worthwhile things about their Canal experience.
Day 5
Death by violence was probably even more feared than disease. Being crushed under land and mud slides, and suffocation from noxious gases was happening at this Canal. Some people were caught under the wheel and died. I see Indians, men, with thousands of fifty pound boxes of dynamite on their heads or shoulders, along with the men who drilled the charge holes into the side of rocky precipices were often the victims of accidental explosions, Yes life here at the Panama Canal was hard.
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