Articles
Spare a thought for Jonas
Come rain or snow, Jonas Lechaba will always show! Is that not the golden rule of every postman? “Well, it’s mostly true,” says Jonas. “I...
Working with poison
Deep in the forests of Natal where nobody can see her, you will find Maria Sibiya hard at work with a tank of poison on her back. Like...
A bitter pill to swallow
It is 9 o’clock in the morning. The trade union officials are walking up and down outside a big hall at Wits University. They check the...
A union born in prison
You could say that organising people is in Jerry Nxgjola’s blood. Even when trade union organiser Nxgjola was sentenced to six years in...
Letters from our readers 1987 No 7
Dear Learn and Teach One day when I was sitting in the bus, I saw someone reading your beautiful magazine. I could not read the whole...
The life and times of Miriam Makeba
Just before Miriam Makeba left South Africa 27 years ago, she wrote a song called “Iphi Ndlela”. She sang: Stay well, my people I am...
“SHA-A-A-KES!”
The goalkeeper is out of position. Most of his team-mates are lying all over the grass. The coach on the bench covers his eyes. On the...
