ZODWA PATSA
Nompendulo.  We had to take R40-00.  That is exactly what I did.  I went to the police station.  It must have been about 5 o'clock in the afternoon.  I went there.  It was after the June holidays, in July.  It was towards the evening.  There were a lot of children  there, in a queue.  Some were wet.  I got there and I asked about my son.  I tried to look  in the queues, I could not see mine.  I could not see my own child even as I carried on looking.  As I was going, I went to the police station and this policeman asked what I was doing there.  I said I'm looking for a child.  This man then said I must go and look at Buffalo. Don't you  know that your children have not been well brought up.  I could connect the fact that I had to go to the Buffalo River and the other kids were drenching wet.  I wasn't sure what was happening.  I just went to the police station with the R40-00 as instructed.  The father of the child was in Johannesburg and we were staying together, just the 2 of us.  I would go from house to house, asking the other children about my son and some of the parents would just say, the Principal called the police, their children had a meeting.  The Principal called the police and the police beat the children up.  It was at night, I didn't know what to do, then I thought perhaps I should go back to the policeman, police station.  The other kids were bailed out on R40-00.  I went back and they said that they don't know where he was.  I was told to go to sleep.  I could  not even sleep, I did not know what to do.  It seemed as if dawn was not going to strike because I wanted to go back to the police station to find out about my child.  The next morning I went to the school.  I waited until school started and tried to see if my child was not going to walk through the school gates.