Chapter 3. Travel to Johannesburg
I would never have imagined getting to a place so far away, “a little white”, as I could consider myself around here, in the middle of a vibrant city, which had nothing to envy to those of the north. Although I had been told that Cape Town, which was the capital for many aspects, was better, I preferred to know the feeling of the people, if it can be called that.
However, I still remember the day they told us we had to go to this place. Marta was not very amused, and she protested to the boss saying:
“And what if have we lost in such a distant country? What happens, that there are no police officers there to take care of these things?”
“Marta!” Said the boss with a serious tone, “You have to go where you are asked to! We are not going to leave our affa
