In the yard of the museum at the Hector Pieterson memorial every brick represents a student. A student killed during the Student uprising in 1976. They wanted education in their own language, unfortunately during the Apartheid regime not an option.
Two of the bricks near my feet draw my special attention. Two students died on my birthday. I turned seven that day, but thousands of kilometers away Dilikile Xekeshe and Mlulalemi Guwa were killed by the police. The fact remained in my head for quite a while.