TESTIMONY_GIVER:
  I received a telephone call.  That was in the evening.  It was in 1993 on a Monday, Monday evening.  It was at about quarter past eight or half past eight, thereabouts.  I was phoned and told that my son-in-law had been shot.  Two youths got into the house.  They were wearing coats, and they said they were policemen, and they said they wanted to see Thami.  And they were told that Thami was already asleep, and they went around searching for him in the house and they got into the bedroom.  They said to him he must take out the guns, because they had come to get the guns that he was manufacturing.  He directed them to look for the guns themselves, to search if they wanted to, because he did not know anything about the guns.  They told him to take out the guns, and he said they should search for them because they said they were policemen.  They did not even go into the other bedrooms to search, they just shot him on the chest.  And each time he asked them as to what he had done they kept on changing and they kept on shooting him.  When he tried to run away they held him - they held her and they said she should watch her husband being killed, and she was forced to sit down.  She sat down and watched as they shot her husband several times, until such time that he fell, he collapsed.  She was not sure as to how many bullets were pumped into his body.  So I am staying with his children presently.  I was staying them even after the accident, and I asked as to where he was.  They told me that he had been taken to the hospital.  I phoned King Edward Hospital, but I could not get any reply.  My husband told me not to phone because probably he was at the theatre.  Even if we wanted to visit him we would not be able to see him.  We tried several times to phone, but nobody answered the phone.  Then at about 5 o'clock in the morning I tried once more, and I asked as to where my son-in-law was and I told them the name of my son-in-law.  I also introduced myself as well and I told them that I was his mother-in-law.  They told me that he had died at 10 past 10.  They had tried all they could, but they could not save him because he was bleeding profusely due to the wounds, and he died at 10.  But the most disturbing thing is that I am staying with his children and I am maintaining his children.  I don't have the power to maintain the whole family single-handedly, because I have to put them through school as well, and at times when they ask for things as children I cannot be able to give them whatever they ask for, and this makes me feel so bad.  Because I don't know who can help me to raise the children because the money that my husband gets cannot be able to make ends meet for the whole family.  It cannot keep the whole family above water.  I don't know how or where I can get help.  Then I said to my daughter we should go to Thembalihle in KwaMashu.  When we got there they were accepted, they were welcomed, and now I was scared to stay at the sister-in-law's place so we had to come back.  She told them as to where the husband was working.  They required the address of where the husband was working.  They told her to take the children's birth certificates and submit them to their offices, and she duly did that.  When one of them was being stamped at the post office we were told to go to the police station, and we went to the police station to have one birth certificate stamped.  When we went to Thembalihle to submit the statements they did help us, because my daughter is also not working, she lost her job where she was working before.  The officer at Thembalihle Welfare told her to stay for five years and they would phone her and give her a file number.  