When natives become homeless

"Ao! they even demolish our house while we are still gathering our stuff ... bring that radio... ntela kiriba hoo (bring me a wheelbarrow)," a woman says, racing against time. She hands a small wireless set to a young woman carrying a small child. A sense of urgency permeates the atmosphere in this Mmamashia settlement. It surely is no normal Friday morning for Ikanyeng Linchwe. The unscheduled meeting with the 'yellow monster' has her hurredly packing her belongings. The sudden visit is big in a big way. It has attracted the attention of Botswana Television (Btv) cameras. As she gathers her pots, dishes and other things in the ramshackle house, camera shutters make a symphony of noise. "Banna ba mmuso, le re gakaletse (government officers, you have no mercy)," she says, directing her gaze to Kgatleng Landboard officers for emphasis.