THALITHA SEKHAULELO
Yes, I want to say a few words. I was not there. There is nothing more I can say - what I can say (tape ends)......
 ........ is the cops. I was angry, I said to the police who came, then I said to them, I should stand up and take the corpse and bury it myself because I don't know what my child did or he has stolen something or he has murdered something. 
 When the cops came, on the head, it was swollen, at the back of the head there was a big gash. Under in his private parts there was a gash. When the following day when we were supposed to go to the cemetery, I don't know as what it was the hearse or what, it was a car which didn't have windows and it was blood-stained. I denied to climb on that car.
 My relatives said that I should climb on because they would start shooting. I climbed on that car but the car was blood-stained. I don't know what kind of blood was that. I was sitting in a dam of blood. My child was buried by the family only. We buried him during the week.
 They denied that the minister should conduct the night vigil, they denied that we should take him to church. The second thing, I want to find out what did, where did they take his clothes to. The shoes, the socks.