THODUOE THELMAH GQINEBE
He was lying on the ground facing upwards and he was full of blood.  His whole body was full of blood, he was soaked in blood and when I held him, the crowd held me.  As they were still trying to restrain me from holding my son, I do not know what happened, because I lost consciuosness at that point and when I regained consciousness I was at home already.  When I regained consciousness there were a lot of Comrades at my place as well as Mr Mimtombena and Makangena.  They told me that if the police wanted to take statements, we should not give the statements to the police, because they were going to take the statements and give them to their ANC attorneys in Johannesburg.
 We stayed from Monday up till Tuesday.  Then police 
arrived on Wednesday and they came to call us and asked us as to how we knew that it was my son that had been shot.  We went to the police station and they went to show his body to us so that I could identify him.  He had been shot on his left hand as well as his forehead, the temple and the eye.  My husband fought with the policeman and said he wanted to know as to which policeman had actually shot my son, because my son was only 12 years old when he was shot and when I got him, he did not even have a stone.  Probably they could have killed him for having stoned them, but he did not have anything in his hands when he was killed.