VUYELWA CORRIEN CHUMGWA
My son is Zamile Terrence Nqwala.  He was born in Tolofiyeni.  What happened to Zamile is on the Monday the
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7th he went to school because he was a student at Thembalabantu.  He was in matric at the time.  What happened is that he came back from school.  After he came back he told me that mom, I am going to the march.  I then gave him permission to do so.  It was a nice sunny day.  What happened is we were at home and people with radios heard that at about one o'clock people were being shot at Bisho.  I did not take much cognisance of that.  At sunset that day my child did not come back.  When he didn't come back I just thought that he might have gone to his aunts in Mdantsane as things were not going well at Bisho. 
 On the Tuesday morning I still was not that much concerned because the people that he had gone with like Poppa Gqode were not injured and nobody came to me as such.  On the Tuesday at about sunset I went to my brother-in-law.  He was with my sister, his wife.  I asked my sister why is my child not coming back, and Nombusa said to her husband, these were the words Nombusa said to her husband, she asked why they were not telling me that my child is injured.  My brother-in-law then told me that my son is at Makiwane Hospital, he has not died but he is just injured.
 On the Wednesday morning I went to fetch Nonzami Kanenda my neighbour.  We left to go to the Makiwane Hospital.  A White man showed us a list of people who had been discharged and people who had died, and he said that Zamile Nqwala's name was not there.  This man asked us to go to Frere Hospital.  Again there we met with a White man who also read a list of people and said that my son is not there.  Nonzami and I gave up and we were walking towards the gate, we met two men who were wearing red T-shirts.  These men asked me, as I was sitting down, they asked 
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actually Nonzame what the problem was.  Nonzame then said we were looking for my son who was apparently injured in the Bisho Massacre.  They asked for my son's name, I gave it to them.  They asked for a description, I described my son.  They asked what he was wearing, I described that too.
 At the hospital that said that I must go to Cambridge mortuary where the corpses were, sorry Westbank.  We tried to find Westbank but these two men took over and said they would go to Westbank for us.  They said that I must go home because they had taken all my son's details.  They asked for my phone number.  Because I did not have a phone I would give people my daughter's phone number who worked at Bisho.  Nonzame and I went to Mdantsane to get transport to go home.   When we were in King Williamstown next to the Post Office my brother-in-law works around there, we went to tell him that my son had been injured.  He said that he'd heard that he'd been injured but at least he did not have the news that he died, so perhaps there is still hope.
 Nonzame and I went home.  On our way home we realised that our neighbours were already at my house wanting to find out what transpired.  I told them that we still don't know what's going on.  In the evening my brother-in-law came with these two men that we had met at the hospital.  When they got in they asked for Nonganisile and of course I was there.  These men were standing by the door.  These men then said Zamile has passed away.  At the time I was not too shocked as such, I was calm.  That's what happened with Zamile.  I had a delayed reaction.  I don't know whether I have left anything out of the statement I am not sure.