MR MNISI
If I'm not mistaken it was the seventh of July 1990.  It was on a Saturday.  I was at home at Tshabala's place and we were there chilling and relaxed and we saw a group of people approaching.  They came inside and asked the owner Samuel Tshabala to switch off the radio and after that we should leave the house and go and attend a meeting at the stadium.  They also said further, anyone who's stubborn and not attend the meeting will receive what he deserves.  Truly, we went to the stadium.  When we got there we found out that the people who were at the stadium were leaving the stadium, marching, because there was a march that day and headed towards the office.  We had buckets with us.  They told me to take a bucket and I refused.  I said, I will never take this bucket, I won't even touch it and they said, but you will join the march.  I did obey them.  I joined the march.  There were so many people, numerous.  The one's were controlling the march that day divided us.  Some were already in front and reached the office, unloading the buckets and they got back to us and suggested we go to Ngakane, who was a Councillor, Ngakane Ngakane's house.  We found Ngakane Ngakane standing outside his house.  We put our buckets down.  I knew Ngakane Ngakane very well because we grew up together and we used to play soccer together and we used to be vendors.   I said to the people who were with me that I would like to have a word with Mr Ngakane.  They intended to kill him and I went to Ngakane and I had a word with him.  I told him to just leave the weapon alone.  Take your weapon and put it in your pocket and leave these people to offload their buckets and leave them there and we will clean up afterwards.  We will clean your house thereafter.  He was stubborn and said he won't do what I was asking him to do.  As I was still trying to negotiate with him there was one who approached behind me.  I don't know whether he threw sand on his eyes because I saw him reaching for his eyes and suddenly Boetie Nkala, I would like to apologize because his family is here, shot him.  I told him, you shouldn't have done that because look at the damage you have made now.  Suddenly I found myself on the ground and I don't know how I was beaten.  After that I found myself at the Heidelberg Hospital and I had lost consciousness but I regained it again.  Magdeleni Nklapo was also injured that day on his foot and came to my hospital bed with the late Mr Skothana and said to us, the reason we are here in this hospital is because we've been shot by Speed, the late Ngakane.  I said, did he shoot us ?  What did we do ?  I asked Nklapo that and he said, the whole thing transpired as we were offloading the buckets at his house.  I asked where he was and he said he was also killed on that very day.   I said to Magdeleni Nklapo, look at this now, he created all this damage but if only he had listened to me this wouldn't have emanated at all because I suggested to him that he should leave the whole thing alone and let the people do whatever they wanted to do and we will clean up the mess thereafter.  That's what happened.  I felt really bad when I realized that he was killed.  If only he had listened to me this wouldn't have happened and we wouldn't have been hurt either.