1969 A. Fugard Boesman and Lena Act I: boesman: You mean that day you get a bloody good hiding. lena: Aikona! I’ll go to the police.at aikona!, excl.
1969 A. Fugard Boesman and Lena Act I: lena: Eina! [...] Watch! He’s going to kill me. boesman: You asking for it tonight, Lena.at ask for it (v.) under ask, v.
1969 A. Fugard Boesman and Lena Act I: Boesman’s alright. Two bottles and a pondokkie. Bakgat!at bakgat, adj.
1969 A. Fugard Boesman and Lena Act II: When the robot said go there at Berry’s corner I was nearly bang in my broek.at bang, adj.1
1969 A. Fugard Boesman and Lena Act I: Sugar’s not enough man. I want some real sweetness. Then you can be as bedonnerd as you like.at bedonderd, adj.
1969 A. Fugard Boesman and Lena Act II: We’re whiteman’s rubbish. That’s why he’s so beneeked with us .at beneuk(t), adj.
1969 A. Fugard Boesman and Lena Act I: Don’t talk big. You’re frightened of the rope.at talk big (v.) under big, adv.
1969 A. Fugard Boesman and Lena Act II: It was bioscope, man! And I watched it [...] the way it happened. I saw it.at bioscope, adj.
1969 A. Fugard Boesman and Lena Act I: Oppas they don’t het you. Blourokkie next time they catch you stealing.at blourokkie (n.) under blou, adj.
1969 A. Fugard Boesman and Lena Act II: Everyting! I want boggerall. It’s my life [...] I want nothing.at boggeral, n.
1969 A. Fugard Boesman and Lena Act II: Then he goes and buggers up everything by dying!at bugger up, v.
1969 A. Fugard Boesman and Lena Act I: That long drol of nonsense that comes out when you open your mouth! [Ibid.] Act II: You paid a lot for that ou drol.at drol, n.
1969 A. Fugard Boesman and Lena Act I: The roads are crooked enough without you also being in a dwaal.at dwaal, n.
1969 A. Fugard Boesman and Lena Act I: All you knew was to load up our things and take the empties to the bottle store.at empty, n.1
1969 A. Fugard Boesman and Lena Act I: You’re the hell-in. Don’t look at me, ou ding. Blame the whiteman. Bulldozer!at hell-in, the, adj.
1969 A. Fugard Boesman and Lena Act I: lena: I’ll fetch [it] from Swartkops tomorrow. boesman: To hell! He doesn’t belong to us.at to (high) hell (adv.) under hell, n.
1969 A. Fugard Boesman and Lena Act I: Look at Lena! Ou Hotnot meid. Boesman’s her man. Gave her a hiding for dropping the empties.at hiding, n.
1969 A. Fugard Boesman and Lena Act I: Then shut up, or you will! I’m a happy Hotnot. laughing all the time . . . inside!at hotnot, n.
1969 A. Fugard Boesman and Lena Act I: It was too early in the morning to have your life kicked in its moer again. Sitting there in the dust with the pieces . . . Kaalgat! That’s what it felt like!at kaalgat, adj.
1969 A. Fugard Boesman and Lena Act I: Then they found our place there in the bush. Loop, Hotnot! So Hotnot loops . . . to Swartkops.at loop, v.2
1969 A. Fugard Boesman and Lena Act I: It was too early in the morning to have your life kicked in its moer again. Sitting there in the dust with the pieces . . . Kaalgat! That’s what it felt like!at moer, n.
1969 A. Fugard Boesman and Lena Act I: That gebabbel of yours. When you poep it makes more sense. You know why? It stinks.at poep, v.
a.1969 A. Fugard Boesman and Lena Act I: That tickey deposit heart of his is tight, like his poephol].at poephol, n.