The work and dreams of Austin HlezaIn 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?...
The long walkJoao Balewa Batista lives in Soweto today. But he was not born there. Joao was born in a far—away country called Angola. Why is Joao...
Sharing a beer with a hot potatoHe 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...
Dancing for freedomThe 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...
Bald is beautifulBullethead, Bleskop, Mpandlana, Snowtop, Samora Machel . . . .. People have many names for bald people like me. But, as my grandmother...
With the world under his feetAt one time Thielman Klaas was like most other people. When he walked, he walked with both feet on the ground. But in 1972 his life...