Descriptive Essay About A House

It was late when the green bakkie stopped in front of the old farm house. The sun was shining her last orange warmth on the horizon. Three of us were sitting on the front seat and two more native men were on the back of the bakkie. Varum was the only Indian (koelie as they were called by the Boere). Then Funani blew the hooter five times. An overgrown white giant came walking out followed by two colored boys (Eurafricans.).
“Welcome comerades. Let me introduce you to my sons. This is Fishioo he is the one that will be your contact with the Russians if you are going to Moskou for further training. This is my son Klaas, he is in the contact for the underground “Botswana Communist Resistance” - tomorrow he will take you in the mountain

First Varroen from Cape Town, Proffesor Nkaat from the Snow University, Tau the Lion from Thabazimbi and Rola from Mosambique. We are so happy to be here.”
“We are happy have you over here, our house is your house stay as long as you need comerades.” Said Klaas.
“Come I will help you take your stuff in, we have three rooms ready for you.” Fishioo said.
The men took their stuff and walk past the kitchen were fat Mimi was busy preparing super for the comerades. The walk down a long narrow corridor it ended in a bathroom and the rooms were on the left and two on the right. There were two single beds in the two room son the right with colorfull bedding. The room on the left was all decorated in pink like a little girls room. Varroen went to sleep in this room.
“Mom made super for all so come down to the livingroom when you are ready.” Fishioo invited.
“I am as hungry as a beast.” Funani answered “I will be there just now.” Said

“We had no time we left the white man just there, to be found. But we are here now and that is all that matters. We must be strong and we must act as one, many spilled their blood in order for us to sit and meet here together.” Fanini.
“The meak spirit of silent Resistance did not do anything for the black man the only way now is that of the assegai and as the spear of the nation we will fight back.” Said professor Nkaat.
“The Direct plan is to hit back with sever sobbotage, and if that is not enough we will hit back with all our power to set the black man free.” Tau made a big fist when he said this.
“Viva the Resistance”
The armed struggle was falming in the Southern African Sphere and over time the battle became more intense and more vocal. Stefaan, Mimi, Fina, Fishioo and Klaas continued helping as many of the resistance through out the next few decades. Their family that renounced their existence because of the apartheid system drove them into the arms of the most violent Communist Resistance trainers, and they became their next of kin. Stefaan Broodpote van derre Berg ‘s white family ties grew cold and died in the still of the