Support Ahmed Jebril

This account is run by Ahmed and Gaylen. Please consider donating, even if it is just a little Donate here: https://chuffed.org/project/130547 ✅️Vetted by @gazavetters, my number verified on the list is (#303)✅️

[ahmedpalestine3]

In Gaza, we don’t count the martyrs… we count those still alive, to remind ourselves how close our turn might be🥺.

We die every day—😭not just from bombs, but from hunger, from thirst, from waiting, from hopelessness, and from the world’s silence.

In Gaza, a bite of bread is a dream, a sip of clean water is a treasure, and promised aid has become a distant illusion.

We die because hope has become a luxury, because humanity has grown selective, and because the world chose to look away.

Have you ever seen a child asleep, crying in pain?

Have you ever seen a trembling hand clutching a bag of flour as if it were a long-lost treasure?

This isn’t exaggeration—this is our daily reality.

Help us… with your voice, your donation, your share—so maybe, just maybe, our pain can reach a heart the world hasn’t turned off yet.Donate now, and be a light in this darkness🙏👇.

The donation link is below.

"Every day without your help is another day they suffer in silence.🙏👇"

Help Ahmed Continue His Education and Support His Family

Hello,My name is Ahmad. I’m 24 years old and from Gaza. I’m no longer writing to tell a story—I’m crying out from beneath the rubble, hoping

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Read the full interview here:

Lentil Soup: An Interview with Ahmed Jebril in Gaza

Chatting life, dreams, and what's on his plate

[ahmedjebril1]

Hello,My name is Ahmad. I’m 24 years old and from Gaza. I’m no longer writing to tell a story—I’m crying out from beneath the rubble, hoping my voice reaches a heart that still beats with compassion.Once, we lived a simple life. A small home filled with laughter, a mother brewing tea, and a sister studying with hope. But everything changed in a single moment. I heard nothing but the explosion, then a deep silence, followed by crying... endless crying.Our home was partially destroyed. Our city turned to ruins. Even the air is heavy with the scent of death.We fled, carrying only fear and memories, searching for shelter, for safety, for life... but found nothing.My mother can no longer endure it. She doesn’t sleep, she doesn’t eat, and she silently cries every night.Every day, I watch her collapse before my eyes, and I’m helpless—even to buy her a piece of bread.My little sister looks at me with eyes full of pleading, and all I can give her is a false promise: “Tomorrow will be better.” 🥺But tomorrow never comes.I write these words from a refugee camp, in a corner that shields us from neither the cold nor the bombs.I’m not asking for much... only to save my family.I need your help, your support, your hearts. Any contribution, no matter how small, could make a difference—could bring life back to faces that forgot how to smile.Please help me give my mother a sense of safety, my sister a piece of her stolen childhood, and myself a sliver of hope.

Help Ahmed Continue His Education and Support His Family

Dear friends,My family and I have been living in a makeshift house made of fabric and wood for over 13 months. Unfortunately, it has become

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I know Ahmed personally - he is the sole supporter of himself and 9 family members currently in Gaza. They have food for a few days, but they will need more funds soon to afford anything to eat.

Please donate any amount you can, no matter how small, to help this family continue to survive 🙏

(Vetting info in Ahmed’s bio ✅ )