MS KOBE
On March 1988 I was at home, he asked to go outside just to walk about, I just gave him the permission to do that, it was not even some seconds or minutes someone came inside and tell me that my brother has been hit by the police.  I couldn't take note of that, but he - the guy insist that telling me that he has been beaten by the police.
 I took a special car and follow to the direction where the incident had happened.  When we arrived there, he was not there, I just took his cap where he was lying and his watch was also there.  I went to the police station in Sandkraal, he was there when we arrived.  They were still hit - beating him.  Firstly he ran out to a dam - into a dam, one kitskonstabel came and fetched him out, they take him back to the small hall and they beat him again.  He was crying - asking what did I  do, no-one could listen to him.
 I tried my best to get inside, but some people outside, pleaded me not to  go inside.  Three of them were holding him in parts, they took him into the  van, they took him to the sea, throw him into the sea, we were following the car but unfortunately we couldn't get the direction.
 There were many of us who waited - I tried to call but there was no answer and we went back to the police station.  I asked the security, the whereabouts of Andile, he told me that he is in hospital.  I asked him how injured is he, and the man told me that if he is in hospital he has been badly injured.
 As we were in the hospital we tried to search him, but we couldn't find him.  It was around about four in the morning.  At six o'clock we went back to the police station and the hospital, we couldn't get any information - we went back to the hospital - we tried to search ward to ward and we couldn't even find him.  I find him at the last ward.  He was sleeping - breathing and he was still alive.
 They threw him into the sea but he was still alive, that was his luck.  When I  arrived at him, I just wanted to see how  badly was he injured.  I could see that he has been beaten, his head was swollen.  His right ear was swollen, his eye was swollen, he was bleeding badly  - the doctor said he was going to give him an operation - he will try his best to make him survive.  He said he will try his utmost best to make him survive, he said he'll try his utmost best.
 He went through the operation in the theatre  - it wasn't even many minutes after the operation.  After that we heard that he has passed away, we tried to phone our grandmother at home and she arrived immediately.  We went to the farm and fetched her and we told her what happened.
 Here at home in George, they were armed as if he died in struggle, although he died mercilessly.  There was not mid prayer gatherings that we could hold, because of the State of Emergency, that's all, thank you.