PHILA MARTIN DOLO
I think that will be on the 30th or the 31st when this incident took place.  It was on a Sunday.  I was with Kenny, the one who was also involved in the Diepkloof attack, who was also involved in Eikenhof incident.  The police came, I think it was early in the morning, very early in the morning after all.  We hear the sound or the bricks caused by Nyala, one of the police van.  We wake up and I told him that we have to fight.  Normally the guns will be positioned in the position whereby we won't be caught napping, but in this time they were behind the mattress.  That is the R4 and an AK which was in my room.
	Whilst I was busy searching for the guns my friend who was with me, Kenny, jump out of the window.  Then I took the R4 and whilst I was approaching the same window, I was approached or startled when I saw that there was a light directed to my face.  I pointed the firearm to that direction and when I shoot it could not.  The person who pointed that firearm I think was very shocked and perplexed because he cried, made some sound.  He didn't shoot.  After those few seconds trying to figure out what is the cause of the firearm, then he shoot me.  Then I fell inside.  I came out again trying to fight my way out.  I was shot again.  
	Again on the third occasion I sort out the question of the firearm.  I find out it was locked and this time my left hand was badly caught.  I have to position the firearm in my elbow.  When I came out again on the third occasion, I think I only manage if I shoot not more than one bullet.  Then I was caught again from both of my hands.  When I fell back again I was closely to the - there was a case, I was on top of it next to the bed.  There were shots from all directions.  I was then on top of the bed, then the shot caught me on both of my legs above the knee.  Then I fell down.  
	They continue shooting until at some stage whereby they thought maybe it's over, because they found out maybe they are the only ones who were shooting.  They kick off - open the door to my room.  They drag me out of the house.  I was only wearing an underwear at that stage.  Outside the house I was positioned to lie with my back.  They throw stand grenades to the adjacent house.  I think two stand grenades were thrown and out of the explosion of those stand grenades a window debris fall in my body and cause some scar.  
	After that they came to me and started their interrogation.  I was beaten up.  They were kicking at me.  Some will extinguish their cigarette butts on my face.  They will make their interrogation asking me a lot of things.  I was in pains.  I don't think I even managed to answer them.  I was in pains and I think I was crying up to an extent I lost consciousness.  I awake at the hospital.