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I usually woke up at four o'clock in the morning and caught the first train.  As we were going to the train that particular morning, the police said that we should go and board the bus instead.  When were going back, I saw that there was a lot of people standing around looking towards us and there was a lot of noise.  It was a bit dark because it was winter.  We heard someone blowing a whistle, then the shooting started.  I tried to go back and as I was walking back, my leg started to burn and I was sure it was bullet.  There were men standing around and they helped me home.  When I got home, my husband took me to hospital.  I was ill-treated at the hospital.  There was an Indian doctor who was treating me and there was a bullet that was on the surface and it was burning me.  This man just pushed the bullet back into me.
 The following day I had to go into theatre to be operated on. I thought I was going to die in theatre as I had been ill-treated the previous day.  They could not remove the bullet so they left it in my body.  Workers organized money for me to be transported to Cape Town for a further examination.  Even in the Cape Town hospital I was told that the bullet could not be removed.