“Hey, we’re not a township
anymore. We’re building nice
things now.” That was the attitude.
That’s who we were up against.
Hitler practiced a whole week.
We took a minibus over to
Diepkloof the night of the dance,
me and Bongani, Mzi and Bheki and
G, and Hitler. Hector won the
competition. Then G was caught
kissing one of their girls, and it
turned into a fight and everything
broke down. On our way back to
Alex, around one in the morning, as
we were pulling out of Diepkloof to
get on the freeway, some cops
pulled our minibus over. They made