Mama Swartbooi lowers herself into a chair in her dining room next to the wooden table covered in a black and pink cloth. In one corner, a wooden cabinet displays a collection of plates. A lace curtain hangs over the window to diffuse the light but outside she can see Swartbooi Street running past in both directions.
It’s no coincidence that they share a name – the street was named after her father-in-law who was “a good guy”. He did a lot to look after the community here. In particular, he campaigned for the rights of residents who were once mistreated by police – locked up in gaol for not having the right identification cards, for instance. Continue Reading