Man o man, what I know about growing cotton. We were the last of the proud but dirt poor families. I planted the seeds, hoed the weeds, and picked sacks full of it by age 5.
Lack of rain can ruin the crop. Pesticide resistant bugs can destroy the plants in the field. It needs lots of fetilizer and a good season. The fields have to be rotated because cotton takes so much out of the soil. And picking scatches your hands, the suns burns you brown as walnuts and you gotta watch out for snakes.
I learned to keep my head down and keep picking. No matter how long the row was you got there with a sack to be weighed.
Nope, don't want to ever do that again.