Gosiame Thamara Sithole gained widespread attention in the summer of 2021 by asserting that she had given birth to 10 babies simultaneously. While some expressed joy and offered congratulations, skepticism soon arose about the authenticity of her story, and the truth eventually came to light.
The arrival of children is undeniably a joyous occasion, and welcoming 10 babies at once would be an extraordinary event.
In June 2020, rumors circulated that a 37-year-old woman had given birth to decuplets at the Steve Biko Academic Hospital in South Africa. The news, initially reported by journalist Piet Rampedi in Pretoria News, claimed that Gosiame Thamara Sithole had delivered the decuplets on June 7th.
According to Pretoria News, Ms. Sithole and her partner, Teboho, residents of a working-class township in the Gauteng province near Johannesburg, were taken aback when they welcomed decuplets, as earlier scans had indicated an expectation of «only» eight babies.
The news of the Temibsa 10, as they were named, making a record-breaking entrance into the world captured headlines globally. The attention was unsurprising given the rarity of decuplets, making it a truly remarkable occurrence.
Pretoria News reported that the decuplets were delivered via C-section, and the pregnancy of three girls and seven boys occurred naturally, without the aid of fertility treatments.
In an interview with Pretoria News in June 2021, Sithole expressed her shock at the pregnancy’s challenges and her hope for a healthy delivery for all her children.
Donations poured in from around the world to support the family, amassing over $70,000 according to BBC.
However, suspicions arose when it was noticed that Pretoria News did not mention the hospital where the decuplets were reportedly delivered. The Gauteng government initiated an investigation, ultimately revealing that no hospital had any record of delivering decuplets.
I Banished My Grandparents from My Graduation After They Raised Me, Karma Taught Me a Swift Lesson
My name is Sarah, and my life started with tragedy. When I was two years old, my mother died in a terrible car accident, and soon after, my father left us. My grandparents stepped in, becoming my guardians and the center of my world. They supported me through life’s challenges and helped me graduate high school, enabling me to attend a prestigious college.
Graduation day was filled with excitement. I had always dreamed of this moment, imagining my grandparents watching proudly as I received my diploma. I thought about how this achievement was for them, a recognition of their love and sacrifices.
As I walked toward the ceremony, a man unexpectedly called my name. He looked kind yet weathered, and though I didn’t recognize him, something about him felt familiar. He introduced himself as my father, which shocked me since I believed he had abandoned us when I was young.
He shared that he had been searching for me, claiming my grandparents had kept me from him. He showed me a photo of us together from my childhood, and confusion filled my mind. I had been told he left us. He then revealed messages from my grandmother urging him to stay away, deepening my sense of betrayal.
I was torn between anger and sadness, questioning why my grandparents would lie to me. I turned to see them waving in the crowd, blissfully unaware of my turmoil. Overwhelmed, I walked toward them, my feelings boiling over.
I demanded that they leave, my voice shaking with emotion. My grandmother’s smile faded as she asked what was wrong, her eyes filling with tears. My grandfather looked shocked and asked to talk, but I shouted that they had lied about my father for years and that I couldn’t believe it. My father put a comforting hand on my shoulder, acknowledging how hard this was for me.
After the ceremony, I sat with my father in a quiet café, both of us sipping cold coffee as I asked him to explain everything. He revealed that when my parents were together, my grandparents disapproved of him, believing he wasn’t good enough for my mother. The tension between them grew after I was born.
I wanted to understand why he hadn’t tried to find me sooner. He showed me more harsh messages from my grandmother, revealing their protective yet misleading nature. I learned that my father had always wanted to be part of my life but had been kept away. I asked why he had come to my graduation, and he explained he found out about it from an old friend. He wanted to see me and celebrate my success, hoping it was finally time to reconnect.
As I processed his words, the weight of my grandparents’ deception and the sudden appearance of my father sank in. Graduation had brought more than a diploma; it revealed truths that would forever change my family dynamics. I realized I needed time to sort through these revelations and figure out my relationships with both my father and the grandparents who had raised me with good intentions but under a shroud of secrecy.
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