Aviwe Wellem’s funeral started at 6am on September 14. The early morning air was pierced by the shrill cries of despair from the village.
“Today’s sermon will be about the situation in our country, not the Bible. We all know Jesus, right? We talk about Him, all the time. But today we must speak about the condition our country is in. Maybe it is because of the parenting, or the way our communities have disintegrated,” he said. “This girl was brought here by my daughter-in-law to cook for the builders who have been working here for the past few months. The Friday night she died, she had come back from school a bit later than usual. The sun was starting to set if I remember correctly — the sheep were definitely back by that time,” she said.
She said that it took her three days to walk into the room where Aviwe was murdered. She found a two-burner stove with a pot of rice still on it, an enamel plate and cup on the floor, littered with clothes.When asked who cleaned the blood off the blue mattress and bleached the duvet Aviwe was found dead on, she gazes out of the door towards the kraal. “I can’t tell you. But there are people who want to move on because everything here moves on,” she said slowly.
“Aviwe is the third child from our school to be killed. Brutally. The other two were boys. All three of them were respectful and well-behaved children who never had issues. This kind of violence is eating away at our fibre as a community and we get no kind of help from anyone. Just the other day, a child from our school was nearly abducted while walking to school. She was saved by a passerby who lives close to the school. The man who was trying to abduct her ran away with her phone.
Staring at the coffin, with one hand caressing the laminated wood, Gwebu said: “Aviwe, you and the boys, wherever you all are must guide us to finding the perpetrators of these crimes because no one else seems to want to.” She spoke of how difficult the family has found it to bury Aviwe with no money and only the help from villagers.
In the unfenced gravesite, there are only a handful of headstones. The small rock slabs have been battered by the weather. No names can be read and the mounds in the earth are the only way to see that someone has been buried there.
A country that doesn’t give a shit...no one listens to cries of our women
Don't let people in to private space u don't now.
Drugs. It is called drugs.
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