MR DLAMINI
blood as if a cow has been slaughtered. You know, the floorwas full of blood ... (inaudible) ... a lot of soap or whatever they use toscrub the blood out. The whole office was simply full of my blood. I didn'tprovoke this man in any way, I just kept my peace. I just kept quiet. I saidnot a single word, but he just found it ... (inaudible) ... or whatever thatpeople who keep quiet they teach them in that type of way. That's how they teachthem. They will teach you how to talk here in ... (inaudible) ... now afterall that, when the chief officer arrived, really I was - you know, I cried likea little boy, like a child, asking for help when I was reeling round on theground, unable to stand up because of my knee. And I stood up and tried to supportmyself. I did at long last manage to steady my legs and to stand. And then thechief most fortunately arrived, and was shocked and said, "What is happening?"He asked him. He never answered. And then he asked me, and I pointed at home,I didn't talk. And I still remember what that man said. I respect him for thatphrase. He said, "Man, you are not a Magistrate," and I turned and I said tothe man, to the office, "Please let me go to my wife, because my children arenot here, and I want to show them that what you are doing to me." He said, "Thepeople of Komdraai have asked me to go and teach there, because the School Boardof Thaba Nchu have sacked me, and my children - one is at Fort Hare, theother one is at Jordan High. I have no money to pay for the fees. Now, pleasego to Komdraai so that they can pay you something. Now I want to go and showhim that you say - which this policeman of yours what he have done to me. That'swhat you do when people come  "and look for work." And he said no. And then at the same timemy face was swelling up, you know. It was terrible.