DR BORAINE
19B/0 ... Young and old people attended the service, especially the ones who were UDF during that time, where there were others who did not belong to any organization, but most members of the UDF were there.  A week had gone by before he could be buried.  I don't know whether had he been buried or not, but even after the burial they would come to my house.  One day when they were leaving my house two children were shot dead.  These are the children who attended the memorial service.  And one day, when the memorial service was continuing the police arrived.  On their arrival they surrounded the house, and that time we were singing Nkosi Sikelel' iAfrika.  We were just about to finish the service, and the police came in large numbers.  Others were at the door - all the doors and all the windows.  They beat up the youth.  They didn't touch me.  They assaulted the youth that were in the house.  Mduduzi, my boy - my son - was also there.  He was heavily assaulted.  During that time he had epilepsy.  Since after that incident he gets these attacks, and he passed away.  Every time since that day he would go to bed and he would cry and he would say, "Mom, here are the police.  They are attacking me", and every time when he cried I would go to his room to make sure whether he was all right.  He was attacked by epilepsy till he died.  I was now left with the remaining ones.  They are still alive.  But I must say