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The singing unions
When we think of trade unions, we think of people at work. We know that trade unions help people to look after themselves and to speak...


A play by the women of Driefontein
Since the middle of the 1970’s, the government has tried to move the people of Driefontein and KwaNgema in the eastern Transvaal. The...


The work and dreams of Austin Hleza
In a big farm shed in the quiet countryside of Swaziland, we found a big truck parked on a small, wooden table. A truck on a table?...


Sharing a beer with a hot potato
He sat there with a cigarette hanging from one of the gaps in his teeth. He had a glass in his hand and his little son on his knee. It...


A cry inside for Dorkay
Today most of the music and the art and the life. is gone. But not all of it. Sis’ Oueeneth Ndaba still fights to keep the place alive....


Dancing for freedom
The man’s body twists and jives like a snake. Sweat shines on his face. He holds his clenched fist high in the air. His shoes go clickety...
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