Alex Marshall

‘Nou wanneer gaan julle nou weer skooltoe?’ wil Oumie op ‘n dag, in die Covid-tyd, weet. ‘Weet nie, Oumie. Die Departmint sal seker announce – oor die  tv. Ek het […]

Dat Christie-Boy meer en meer van Boeta Ses se werk oorneem, kom hy eers nie agter nie. Hy besoek self die huise, met sy gewapende lyfwag; hy doen ook self […]

‘Nou moet julle twee meer tyd gee vir julle skoolwerk, nuh? Lymie-Boy sê vir my daar’s ‘n exam om die draai. Kyk nou eerste na dai, nuh? Hoor julle twee?’ […]

‘My ma worry nie oor mynie, Uncle. Sy’s amper nooit in die huis in nie. As sy in die huis, bly sy net in haar kamer. Sy praat amper nie […]

Christie en sy vrindjies woon in die Woodstock Kort na sy pa se sterwe in die Kaap, het die huishouding rondom hom heeltemal verval, en hy’t hom skielik meeste van […]

The fear of the man is for the power of the WOMAN. The violence in the man is the shame in his heart: So he’s a boy at work where […]

Toe Adam eendag, kort na hy in die dorp aangekom het, en nog by die huis was, uitvra na die skool op die kop, het Oumie se hart vinnig geklop. […]

‘Kyk hier,’ sê Adam heel kalm. ‘O’s almal ko’ hier inie marrags om bietjie te study, nuh? Nuh? Dai’s hoeko o’s hie’ is! As julle nie hie is vi die […]

Then one day, I’m called to the office. I knew it was trouble, but could not think what it could be. I’m quite taken aback to see a man, who […]

Eerste week, Februarie 2020.  Dis die dag toe die skoolrooster vir die eerste keer in werking kom. Toe die Graad 12 leerders in die klas kom vir die administrasie-periode, sit […]

 ‘n Jeugverhaal wat op ‘n plattelandse dorpie afspeel in die tydvak 2019 tot 2021. Die verhaal volg Gr 11’s, hoe hulle regmaak om Gr 12 die jaar van hul lewens […]

Standard Nine is glorious! I find myself in the same class as Natalie! The first time I get a close-up look at her, I was so shocked! She has changed […]

I was drawn to this lifestyle as if I was born for it. I grew up in a small town, with my grandparents, and would spend my school holidays in […]

This is the continuation of what was started last week: a weekly delivery of parts of an unfinished novel, telling of a boy’s first weeks at high school, in the […]

I mourn you still Your bones lie white on the plains; buried under sand; fossilized in stone – that’s how I know you were here. * Your prints are everywhere […]

CHAPTER – THE MAGISTRATE Few things in my childhood memory are engraved deeper and more hurtful, than the day, in 1961, when my sister, my brother and I, appeared before […]