Back in old America if you wanted your lawn mowed, you’d hire the 12-year-old (American) boy or girl down the street, and they’d make a bit of pocket money as well as learn the value of hard work.
Today i saw some yard workers — likely illegals — cleaning gutters on a roof. One guy sat on the ridge top of the steeply-pitched roof and held a rope tied to the other guy’s waist. The tethered guy teetered around the eaves of the house with his leaf blower. No OSHA rules to worry about if these two were picked up off a street corner.
Indeed you did. Growing up in Florida I mowed so many yards I was able to purchase my own riding mower, a Craftsman Rider. I kept busy and I made lots of money. For a kid, that is.