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THE REPORTER 14 NOVEMBER 2025 · PAGE 11

                                                              The truck dropped into the   going  through  our  minds.
                                                              ditch with a jolt that rattled   Sorry, let me correct myself,
                                                              everything  not  screwed   what  was  going  through
                                                              down, and a few things that   Raampie’s  mind.  I  am
                                                              were. My head smacked the   innocent.  Mostly.  Why  was
                                                              roof  with  a  hollow  DONK  I   that funny. Why risk tetanus,
                                                              c a n   s t i l l   r e m e m b e r.    concussions,  possible
                                                              Raampie’s head almost went   underwear  loss,  and  one
                                                              straight  through  it.  Leon,   furious  father  just  to  see  if   MAN ARRESTED WITH
                                                              outside  on  the  running   barbed  wire  would  grab
                                                              board, performed, I swear, a   denim.                          UNLICENSED
                                                              somersault  of  sorts,  legs                         FIREARM IN STERKSPRUIT
                     Teenage Logic, Barbed                    flying and hanging onto the   Because  teenage  boys  are
                                                                                      powered  by  curiosity,  adre-
                       Wire, and the Chev                     door  like  his  life  depended   naline, and bad judgement.   Members continuous efforts   with  one  empty  magazine
                                                              on it.                                           to prevent and eradicate the   were confiscated.
                                                                                      Bet you cannot is a complete
             Sometimes  I  sit  back  and   Smoothness  breeds  bore-  The  Chev  bucked,  dust   philosophy.  Watch  this  is  a   proliferation  of  unlicensed   The 20 year old suspect was
             wonder about teenage boys.   dom,  and  boredom  breeds   exploded,  and  the  world   mission statement.  firearms,  yielded  successful   arrested  and  will  appear  in
             More specifically, what goes   bright  ideas.  We  were   shook.                                  over  the  weekend  in   the  Sterkspruit  magistrate
             on inside their heads. I have   heading  back  along  the                Every time I see barbed wire   Sterkspruit.      court  on  the  charge  of  the
             concluded that, somewhere   gravel  road  when  Leon,  a   Then silence.  fencing along a dusty farm   On  the  1st  of  November   possession of an unlicensed
             between  fourteen  and   dorps  jaapie  like  me  and   Three  teenage  boys  froze.   road, I think of that Chev’s   2025  at  19:  15  the  SAPS   firearm.
             seventeen,  a  switch  quietly   therefore under pressure to   Nobody  spoke.  We  waited   running  boards,  the  ditch,   received  a  complaint  from
             flips  to  the  OFF  position.   prove he was not scared of   for the sound of falling parts   and the hollow sound of my   Sunduza  Village  where  the   The Joe Gqabi District Com-
             Sensible  thinking  takes   farm  fun,  decided  to  climb   or distant shouting.  skull on the roof. I still picture   complainant  had  a  quarrel   missioner  Major  General
             leave,  common  sense   out and stand on the running   The  Chev  just  kept  idling,   Leon’s  pale  face  and  white   with  his  shepherd.  On  the   Lindelwa  Vellem  commen-
             wanders off, and we are left   board while we were driving.  almost bored, as if to say, is   knuckles as he clung to the   SAPS  arrival  they  were   ded  the  members  on  the
             with  dirt  roads,  bad  ideas,   Why,  there  was  no  why.   that all you have got.  door  like  his  future   directed  to  the  shepherd's   swift reaction that led to the
             and  the  belief  that  nothing   Teenage  logic  does  not              depended  on  it.  Because   house that was searched.   arrest  and  confiscation  of
             bad  will  happen  because  it   operate  on  reasons,  only   We  climbed  out  and   honestly, it probably did.         the firearm before it could be
             has not happened yet.                            inspected  the  damage.   Looking back now, older and   Upon searching the house, a   used in the commission of a
                                     opportunities.           There was none. Not to the                       9mm  parabellum  firearm   crime.
             When we were about fifteen,   He held onto the door with   truck,  anyway.  Our  pride   only marginally wiser, I shake
             my friend Raampie lived on a   one hand, leaning out like an   took  a  solid  dent,  but   my head and wonder how we
             farm out New England way.   action hero in a movie, dust   mechanically everything was   made it to adulthood at all.
             Ou Baas Raampie had two   in  his  eyes,  insects  in  his   holding.  Old  farm  bakkies   Out Barkly East way, I reckon
             bakkies. One was a Hino that   teeth. And then, for reasons   those  days  were  built  from   the  country  kids  probably
             was slower than a cow with   known  only  to  the  chaos   metal,  rust,  and  stubborn-  still  get  up  to  this  kind  of
             gout.  It  was  not  so  much   living  inside  his  head,   ness.       nonsense,  hanging  off
             driven  as  politely  encou-  Raampie decided it would be                bakkies and dodging barbed
             raged. The other was a Chev   funny  to  see  how  close  he   Leon  climbed  back  inside   wire  for  entertainment.  But
             truck  with  proper  power,   could  drive  to  the  barbed   without a word and slammed   for us city folk these days, we
             proper  character,  running   wire  fencing  that  bordered   the  door  with  the  kind  of   would panic, fire off Whats-
             boards down the sides, and it   the road. His plan was to try   finality  usually  reserved  for   Apps,  and  follow  behind  at
             was three on the tree, which   and  snag  the  backside  of   relationship  break  ups  and   twenty  five  kilometres  an
             meant selecting the correct   Leon’s shorts on the barbs.  court rulings.  hour  shouting  safety
             gear needed the guidance of                      We  continued  home  in   instructions out the window
             angels, patience, and a bit of   I sat in the passenger seat,   complete silence, which for   like helicopter parents.
             luck.                   watching  barbed  wire   boys  our  age  was  unheard   As for Leon, sadly he is no
                                     drifting closer and closer to                    longer with us, and I know he
             Every now and then we were   Leon’s  rear  end.  At  fifteen,   of.  I  do  not  think  anyone
             sent  to  Oom  Willie  van   this  was  the  height  of   breathed until we rolled into   would still not think it funny.
             Rensburgs shop at the New   comedy.  We  were  laughing   the yard.      But I still do, and Raampie,
             England  station  to  fetch  or   so much our ribs hurt. If you   Years later I still think about   believe it or not, went on to
             deliver  something.  Nobody   are older than eighteen and   that  moment.  What  was   become a doctor.
             ever  told  us  what  we  were   still  laughing  at  that,  it
             collecting, because it did not   means your brain never fully
             matter;  you  got  handed   recovered either.
             keys,  nodded  like  you
             understood, and left. On the   Now,  the  divisional  council
             farm,  the  legal  driving  age   used  to  run  graders  along
             was  whatever  your  father   the  road  edges  to  make
             said  was  okay.  Most  farm   small  ditches  for  rainwater.
             boys  could  drive  tractors,   Sensible engineering. Not so
             bakkies,  motorbikes,  and   sensible  when  your  driver’s
             each other mad long before   attention is fixed on shaving
             sixteen.                cotton shorts against sharp
                                     steel,  trying  not  to  scratch
             On  this  particular  day,  the
             mission  went  smoothly.   his  father’s  truck,  and  not
             Looking back now, that was   watching the road.
             probably  the  danger.   And then it happened.
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