MRS MATYOLO
After that Mr Jonas said that my mother was supposed to take this money from them.  My mother said that she's got people who know her. They will come and attend the funeral.  She will not listen to their condition that not more than 250 people are allowed.  On the day of the funeral, many people attended the funeral.  We went to the Roman Catholic Church.  When we got there we were teargassed by the police.  People were sjamboked.  The soldiers took the coffin and the coffin fell down.  Even the Reverend ran away.  Everybody ran away.  We went to the toilet.  We locked the toilet because we were scared.  I've forgotten the name of the father who was there at the time.  We could not go to the, we could not bury him.  The soldiers then left.   After that, they were all around the township in Zwelithsa.  We left the coffin in the church because we could not do anything.  It was myself and my sister.  The father tried to arrange for us to go to town.  While we were on our way to Zone 8 we met the police.  They asked us, where are you going ?  Why did you leave the coffin behind.  We told them that we cannot do anything because the soldiers were beating us.
 The police told us to go back and take the coffin so that we can go and bury my brother.  It was myself,  Dilie Mabega and one woman by the surname of Mazalenie.  We met my brother on our way.  We took the coffin out of the church.  We took it outside.  The father then came.  He prayed.  The father prayed.  After the prayer, we were taken by a lorry to the graveyard.  I think people who were there were about 25.  The soldiers dispersed teargas again.  The driver then opened the door.  He could not control the lorry because of the teargas.  People ran away.  Only 5 people were left.  One guy, Mr Klipo from Zone 10 went to the graveyard with us.  I think at that time we were about 10 or 15 in number.  When we arrived at the graveyard there were police all over.  There was a hole, a big hole.  I think they dug the hole so that if they shot any people they would bury them in that hole.  We sang the national anthem  Nkosi Sikelele                                      Afrika.  We buried him then went back home.  
 The police said that people were not supposed to go and eat the food that was prepared at home.  We then went to Smith and Tabata to lay a charge although that case did not continue.  My mother got sick, my uncle got sick.  All of us, we lost our jobs.  After Zalisile died we buried 7 people in our family.  His children are suffering because there is no money at home.  We cannot afford.  Zalisile was the breadwinner.  Those people who were sentenced.  Some they were sentenced to 8 years but they did not serve their sentences.  They are working for the Government.  They were hired by the Government after 3 months of the incident.  That is all.