MR LYSTER
14A/1 working for the boers.  I used to be very worried about that, because I knew how he was enthusiastic, working for the organization and working for the liberation of black people, but I felt sorry for him.  I didn't know how to help him in this condition that he was in, because it seems he was torn in between two and that he has got new masters, but in his heart maybe it wasn't like that.  I didn't know what to do, because he wasn't speaking to me, even when I asked him, "But Ndo, what has happened?  Why are you no longer anxious?", he never said a thing.  He just kept quiet.  If he realised that I continued talking to him or asking him questions he would just say, "Good-bye" or just go and stay with his colleagues and friends.  That was the usual thing in the township, is hanging around along the poles under the trees.  Then they would just stay there and he would leave me along.  So I also didn't want to pursue this matter, but I was worried about this.  He really showed that he was no longer happy.  There was a time when he would look at me and start - tears would roll down his cheeks, but I didn't want to ask what was happening.  Those things continued for a while, until the end of 1988.  From there he told me that he was going to disappear for a while.  He was going to disappear for a few months and he will come back again, but he was still driving these new Golfs and changing them all the time, but I never took any numberplate of those Golf cars he was driving.  The last time I saw him he came back even from our home.  At that stage we didn't have mother.  Our mother died in 1983 and all of us looked at our father as the only member of the family.  From there he'd been coming from our home, from our father.  It was between