MRS D D MVUKA
May I start by telling about myself?    In 1990 on the 22nd of September, it was on a Tuesday, I was
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behind my house.  Whilst I was there a child came running, who was with my son.  They were undressed in 1980 in that week. Many people were at war.  This child told me that they were carried in a Kombi.  He managed to escape.  He ran home to tell me about this.   I went straight to the charge office in Bekkersdal and when I got there, the policeman told me - asked me whether I know where my son is. I said no, here is my younger son who came to tell me that he has been taken away.  They said I should wait a while, and I did that.  They took me where they said this child is supposed to be there, but he was not there. 
 They took me back to the charge office and said I must bring the child's photo.  Then I did that on Wednesday. I gave them this photo and they said I must wait until two o'clock for the van to arrive.  It never did.  Therefore, I went back home. 
 I went back there again on Thursday and I wanted to know where the photo is, but they said they don't know where it is, they can't find it.  When I decided to go to Westonaria in the police station there.  I asked to see the ID officer and I gave him the statement regarding my son.  He said I must come the following day at eight o'clock in the morning. I did that, but when I got there he was not there. I waited for him until four o'clock, but he did arrive round about four o'clock and he said I must go to D4 in Spook Town. I did. I went to D4 in Spook Town. 
 When I got there I went into a shack and people appeared from a hole. They wanted to know what are you doing. I told them that no, I am a saleslady for Ellerines, I am looking for a customer. They said no, there is no such a person. 
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 So I went back home and I went to the charge office the following day, on Friday. I asked the charge officer what should I do, and I told him that the policemen at Bekkersdal cannot help me and they cannot even find the photograph I gave them. He said we must drive in the car.  We drove together and he dropped me off at Ellisburg Highway and I wandered around in the mining area looking for my son.  Since then I never saw this policeman again.
 At that time my son wasn't involved in anything because he was epileptic. He was not involved in any organisations.