TESTIMONY_GIVER:
  It was in April 1991.  It was during Good Friday, on a Friday.  I found work in the mine.  I came home with my friends.  So I made a party with my friends.  Like liquor, we bought liquor and meat.  We were at my friend's place.  Whilst we were still relaxing, we were playing music, we were outside.  On my hands I had a glass of beer.  I went inside to change the record which was playing, then thereafter went outside.  I heard tear gas smoke.  I turned around, saying, "Comrades, comrades are killed outside."  When we looked on a certain direction we heard gunshots at the councillor's house.  He was fighting with another comrade, because all of us were members of the ANC Youth League.   At the time we wanted to defend by throwing stones.  It's then that he called the police and the police came, and they were many.  Some of them were speaking Afrikaans.  They were using tear gas and guns.  We went to a shack house, which we were drinking next to.  We ran inside the house, we closed the door.  A certain policeman arrived next to the window and he threw a tear gas canister inside the house, and other police were in front of the house, and they shot straight to the door.  It went through the door and hit me on the neck.  I started bleeding.  My clothes were bloodstained, then I fell on the bed and I was crying, saying to the comrades, "They found me."  The police threw the - kicked the door, then they threw tear gas again, and they were kicking us.  We were taken to the police van.  They threw tear gas canisters inside that van, and I was helpless and powerless.  Then from there they took us to the police station.  When we arrived at the police station I thought I would be helped because I was bleeding.  One of the police said, "Fucking comrades, you should have been killed," and then I was crying.  One of the police said I should be - one of them should lock me in.  They took me to the doctor after a while.  The doctor placed the blood and gave me pills and say he - after that I thought I was going to be locked again.  We were told that we should leave and then they'll find me at home.  I arrived at home still in pain.  My mother was crying profusely.  The bullet was stuck inside behind my neck.  On a Sunday I was supposed to go back to the mine.  When I arrived there I reported that I was not able to work.  Then they took me to the hospital, they gave me pain-killers.  I was not able to turn my neck.  After some time I was taken to an x-ray as to whether you are still healthy.  Then somebody told me that the doctor wants to see me.  When I arrived at the hospital I found Dr Swart.  He said to me, "Were you shot?"  I said, "Yes, but that doctor said the bullet didn't stick in the flesh, it just passed through."  That doctor - Dr Swart said to me, "That doctor was lying."  The bullet was inside my flesh.  He showed me the x-ray picture how the bullet was stuck in my neck.  I didn't believe, but I saw it on the x-ray.  Then he said to me, "After a week you'll be taken to the hospital for the bullet to be removed."  After then I went to the hospital for an operation.  They were able to remove that pellet.  But that doctor said that the bullet didn't stick in my neck.  Since I waited for the case to be presented to Court, but even up to now I was not informed what happened to that case in court.