[Fwd: Widow, 80, relives rape by intruder]

She begged their attackers not to kill her husband while they were
trying to strangle him with her jersey and she was throttled and
repeatedly punched in the face while one of the intruders raped her.

This was the testimony of an 80-year-old woman on Monday in the Pretoria
High Court.

The dignified and composed woman pointed out her rapist in court, as
being accused number one, Vincent Ramatsoma, 34, of Mamelodi East.

He has admitted to the rape. He said in his explanation of plea that he
did have sex with the elderly woman on April 26, 2008, and that it was
his intention to rape her.

He is facing six charges, including murder, rape, robbery and various
charges of contravening the arms and ammunition act, together with his
two co-accused, Tshepo Bigboy Sekele, 28 and Ben Mmapeya, 26, also of
Mamelodi East.

Apart from Ramatsoma admitting to the rape, all three pleaded not guilty
to the charges.

Reliving the events of that night, the woman (who cannot be identified
as she is a rape victim) told Judge Bert Bam that she was in the kitchen
at about nine, washing dishes.

She thought she had locked the kitchen door, but it later appeared it
was not properly secured. She meanwhile went to join her husband in the
lounge, where he was watching television.

"The next moment I saw three men. One pushed me down on my chair and the
other two went to my husband.

"I was forced to take off my blouse and jersey while one of the
intruders tried to throttle me.

"I was pushed down on the floor and the other two tried to throttle my
husband with my jersey.

"I kept on asking them in Zulu not to hurt my husband."

The victim said one of the men tried to drag her towards the bedroom,
but she said she would walk. He then led her towards the bedroom. One of
the other intruders then came to the bedroom with an iron and some rope.

** He shouted at me that I am a boer and that he was going to burn me
and kill me. **

"He swore at me and swore at my dead mother, using the most terrible
language. I asked him whether he had a mother and a grandmother, but he
just laughed at me.

"He then told me to lie on the ground, but I refused. He pushed me on
the bed and pulled off my clothes, before he raped me.

"While raping me, he throttled me and repeatedly bashed me in the face
with his fist until I could no longer see through my eyes.

"He threw my clothes at me afterwards and told me to get dressed."

The victim said she was taken to the main bedroom, where she saw her
husband was tied to a chair.

The room was in disarray and the intruders climbed on top of her husband
on the chair, to get to the top of the cupboard.

They also emptied the safe of its firearms and took out her husband's
hunting knife.

"One of them tried to intimidate me by showing me the sharp blade."

They took her husband outside and tried to force him to get his car
started, but it had a battery problem.

When it did not start, they came to the woman to help them. She said she
advised them to push the car until it started.

"I again asked them not to kill my husband. They said they would not and
that they would tie him on the bed with me, which they did before they

The woman said her husband had blood coming out of his ear and his
mouth. Apart from his broken dentures, it seemed he had not suffered any
other injuries.

But as the weeks went by, he became more and more disorientated and it
was eventually established that he had blood on the brain. He died three
months later.

The woman said her husband never recovered from the bad feeling arising
from the fact that he had taught women self defence during his life, but
that he could do nothing to protect her that day.

The case is proceeding. - Pretoria News


[Fwd: Boere Computer Dictionary]

Monitor - Keeping an eye on the braai
Download - Get the firewood off the bakkie
Hard drive - Trip back home without any cold beer
Keyboard - Where you hang the bakkie and bike keys
Window - What you shut when it's cold
Screen - What you shut in the mosquito season
Byte - What mosquitoes do
Bit - What mosquitoes did
Mega Byte - What moerse big mosquitoes at the dam do
Chip - A bar snack
Micro Chip - What's left in the bag after you have eaten the chips
Modem - What you did to the lawns
Dot Matrix - Oom Jan Matrix's wife
Laptop - Where the cat sleeps
Software - Plastic knives and forks you get at KFC
Hardware - Real stainless steel knives and forks from Checkers
Mouse - What eats the grain in the shed
Mouse Pad - Where the mouse takes the grain it does not eat
Mainframe - What holds the garden shed up
Web - What spiders make
Web Site - The shed (or under the veranda)
Cursor - The old toppie what swears a lot
Search Engine - What you do when the bakkie won't go
Yahoo - What you say when the bakkie does go
Upgrade - A steep koppie
Server - The gentleman at the pub that brings out the lunch
Mail Server - The oke at the pub that brings out the lunch
User - The neighbour that keeps borrowing things
Network - When you have to repair your fishing net
Internet - Complicated fish net repair method
Netscape - When fish maneuvers out of reach of net
Online - When you get the laundry hung out
Offline - When the pegs don't hold the washing up


[Fwd: Seks is soos 'n payslip]

Seks is soos 'n payslip. Mens praat nie rerig daaroor nie, want dalk kry
die ander ou meer as jy!!


Juffrou gee wiskunde. "Gertjie verstaan jy alles?"
"Sjoe juffrou, net so kol kol!"
"Watter kol verstaan jy nie, Gertjie?"
"Fokol juffrou, fokol!"


'n Les uit geskiedenis: Rasse intergrasie is soos om kak en roomys te
meng. Dit doen niks regtig aan die kak nie, maar dit fok die roomys
heeltemal op!


Wetenskap het bewys dat vrouens se wangspiere SO sterk is dat, as sy
dikbek is, hou dit selfs haar bene toe!!


'n REGTE rassis is iemand wat 'n sebra skiet, en dan net biltong maak
van die wit stukke....


Wat is die top punt van gesuip?
As jy oor die dansvloer loop vir nog n dop, en jy wen die singles dans


Dronk katoliek sit in biegkas (confession).
Na 'n baie lang stilte klop die priester om man se aandag te trek.
"Jy klop verniet!," skree dronkie terug, "hier is ook nie kakpapier nie!"


Seuntjie van drie vrae aan sy ouma: "Ouma, is jy van karton gemaak?"
Ouma lag lekker en sê: "Haai nee my skat, hoekom vra jy dan nou vir Ouma
Seuntjie antwoord: "Want Pappa sê altyd Ouma is 'n regte ou doos."


Geduld is 'n stadige manier om jou moer heeltemal te strip

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