Friday, May 25, 2012
DAY OF THE CAT; PART 4. THE END
Zakes’s plan was to go where the man who kicked the cat, The Kicker, worked. He had read in the newspaper that he worked at the S.P.C.A. compound near Dube Village. The Court had sentenced him to do community service there, to clean up dog’s poo for a couple of weeks to teach him a lesson. Early one...
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DAY OF THE CAT; PART 3
He waited for another agonising week for Sybrand to contact him. On the seventh day, a child from the S paza Shop came to tell him there was a phone call for him. “Meet me at Gate 2 at the Nasrec Show-grounds at seven tonight. I will be driving a white bakkie.” The voice at the other end of the...
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Thursday, May 24, 2012
DAY OF THE CAT; PART 2
A week passed without Zakes getting any reply from Sybrand. He eventually forgot about the whole affair and set about scrounging for a living as he had been doing since the Gauteng Department of Education had declared him redundant, five years before, when the new Outcomes Based Education came into...
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DAY OF THE CAT; PART 1
Sybrand was outraged by the picture on the front page of the Sunday Times. It showed a man dressed in a black suit and red tie, kicking a cat at the FNB football stadium, now called Soccer City, in Soweto. ‘Man Kicks Cat to Death at Derby.’ The heading said. Sybrand usually did not bother himself...
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Friday, May 18, 2012
Tselane on The Midnight Express; Part 4. The End
The door was locked from the outside, but could be opened from the inside without a key. It was not a sliding door, but a door which swung inwards on hinges. I have no choice. I have to wake them up. They must open up for me. Gladys said to herself. She banged her fists on the door until they were...
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Tselane on The Midnight Express; Part 3
Tselane opened the door. A drunken lout stood in the doorway. “I have come to borrow a mug. Do you have a mug? I want to drink some orange squash. I can pay for it if you want me to.” He said. Gladys woke up from her slumber as Tselane was about to give the lout a mug. “Get lost, you bastard! What...
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Tselane on The Midnight Express; Part 2
In front of her stood a hoary old geezer and a bent old lady with gnarled arthritic hands and a baby on her back. “Can we come in my child? Our legs are so tired from standing. Can we sit down with you for a little while until we reach Thaba Nchu and then we will get off?” the old woman said. “Have...
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Thursday, May 17, 2012
Tselane on The Midnight Express; Part1
Gladys glowered at the people in front of her. They were pushing each other and dragging their feet as they hauled their luggage up the stairs to the bridge over the platforms of the station. Some had tattered suitcases bursting at the seams. Others carried bawling babies on their backs and...
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Friday, May 11, 2012
Peasants and Pedagogues; Part 4. The End.
During this period Zuma disappeared several times into the house and each time he came back, he looked more and more flustered as the score went from two-one, two-two up to three-two in favour of Klaarwater United. “Why can’t you keep up with the rest of the band, you keep on running to the toilet....
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Peasants and Pedagogues; Part 3
“Dammit! He has run out on us.” The enraged Bigs cried out. He believed Zuma had sneaked away and made his way down to the river and his car to go and ‘rank’. “The greedy little bastard. Wait till I get my hands on him”. The MC approached the veranda, “I told you to start playing, what is the...
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