I am Joy from the Gaza Strip, I am 22 years old. I survived the genocide, I survived the famine, I survived the bombing, and I survived the destruction, but my home and my money never survived. I lost them all. I am responsible for 5 members of my family, my mother and my four younger siblings... after my father left us.
Joy before and after the war !!!! 💔
Unfortunately, I lost my dreams, my warm home, my memories, and we lost our factory. Now we have no source of income.
I'm tired, my eyes haven't slept from all the thinking and suffering, I want you to help me please!!! Help me rebuild our lives and support me by following me and sharing my story.. Don't be silent about what's happening and what happened to us please
I do not receive support, donations, or a listening ear. Please listen to me.
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Dear all , i am Farah "Joy" 22 years old, my mother's eldest daughter, I study English literature at the Islamic University, but my universi
I am Joy from the Gaza Strip, I am 22 years old. I survived the genocide, I survived the famine, I survived the bombing, and I survived the destruction, but my home and my money never survived. I lost them all. I am responsible for 5 members of my family, my mother and my four younger siblings... after my father left us.
Joy before and after the war !!!! 💔
Unfortunately, I lost my dreams, my warm home, my memories, and we lost our factory. Now we have no source of income.
I'm tired, my eyes haven't slept from all the thinking and suffering, I want you to help me please!!! Help me rebuild our lives and support me by following me and sharing my story.. Don't be silent about what's happening and what happened to us please
I do not receive support, donations, or a listening ear. Please listen to me.
✅️Vetted by @gazavetters , my number verified on the list is ( #283 )✅️
Donate!!!!!!!!
Dear all , i am Farah "Joy" 22 years old, my mother's eldest daughter, I study English literature at the Islamic University, but my universi
So let's talk!!!🌧️⛈️Donate the price of a cup of coffee. That's all you have to do!!!!!!
I wonder how you feel right now in this cold weather, lying on your warm beds, drinking hot cocoa, watching your favorite movie, and your family, children and all your relatives surrounding you, and love filling the place!! The most beautiful moments of your life, right?
I'm like you, I pay my life for just these moments, I told you your beautiful warm story, can I tell you my story now? Is it my turn?
I'm Joy, my mother's eldest daughter and her very close friend. She has no friends other than me.
She is our friend since I was a little girl so that I could be of help to her when I grow up (after my father abandoned us and disappeared from me and my siblings).
The place I have decplaced to now makes our bodies shiver with cold every day. I have an allergy to the winter cold that makes my extremities crimson in color and a cold that never warms me, so how can I really be in a cold place that is not even a shelter !!!
This is the eighth night that I, my mother and my siblings have been sleeping hungry. There is no food, no medicine for me or even...
What can I do now that we are at the end of the road? I demand my right to life and my right to leave here.
Every day we hear bombing close to us. If we don't sleep hungry, we die in pieces from the heat of the bombing. Our paths have become narrow.
The cost of getting out of this famine, bombing and genocide for one person is $5,000 per person.
Where can we get the money to get out, me, my mother and the rest of my siblings?
If there's anyone can dm me and send me msg to help me spread my link please do it, am waiting for u
And anyone can donate and save me and my family please help donate and share, i may lose my life my & family while u r drinking ur hot coffee
✓ Vetted by @gazavetters , my number verified on the list is (#283)
Dear all , i am Farah "Joy" 22 years old, my mother's eldest daughter, I study English literature at the Islamic University, but my universi
The bag of flour we bought a short while ago is gone, because there is literally nothing to eat but bread . .
We gave some of it to hungry children who knocked on the door and asked their mother for a little flour, and we gave it to my relatives to knead and bake bread, and we baked a little and it ran out completely !!
Sorry about the request, but now my mother is responsible for the rest of my siblings after my father left us, and as I am her eldest daughter and her very close friend, I am trying with her to be one hand to get the rest of my siblings out of this genocide.
Even we, my mother, my siblings and I have dreams like you !!!!!!! we have a wonderful life in our imagination that we would like to live❗❗
Share my story before I die or share it after I die but please don't be silent and if i must die the whole donations will go to
To the orphans of Palestine .......
✅️ my campaign Vetted by @gazavetters, my number verified on the list is ( #283 )✅️
Dear all , i am Farah "Joy" 22 years old, my mother's eldest daughter, I study English literature at the Islamic University, but my universi
The bag of flour we bought a short while ago is gone, because there is literally nothing to eat but bread . .
We gave some of it to hungry children who knocked on the door and asked their mother for a little flour, and we gave it to my relatives to knead and bake bread, and we baked a little and it ran out completely !!
Sorry about the request, but now my mother is responsible for the rest of my siblings after my father left us, and as I am her eldest daughter and her very close friend, I am trying with her to be one hand to get the rest of my siblings out of this genocide.
Even we, my mother, my siblings and I have dreams like you !!!!!!! we have a wonderful life in our imagination that we would like to live❗❗
Share my story before I die or share it after I die but please don't be silent and if i must die the whole donations will go to
To the orphans of Palestine .......
✅️ my campaign Vetted by @gazavetters, my number verified on the list is ( #283 )✅️
Dear all , i am Farah "Joy" 22 years old, my mother's eldest daughter, I study English literature at the Islamic University, but my universi
The bag of flour we bought a short while ago is gone, because there is literally nothing to eat but bread . .
We gave some of it to hungry children who knocked on the door and asked their mother for a little flour, and we gave it to my relatives to knead and bake bread, and we baked a little and it ran out completely !!
Sorry about the request, but now my mother is responsible for the rest of my siblings after my father left us, and as I am her eldest daughter and her very close friend, I am trying with her to be one hand to get the rest of my siblings out of this genocide.
Even we, my mother, my siblings and I have dreams like you !!!!!!! we have a wonderful life in our imagination that we would like to live❗❗
We are not numbers ❗
Help me collect the rest of the amount to get me out of danger of death🙏🏻
✅️Vetted by @gazavetters , my number verified on the list is ( #283 )✅️
Dear all , i am Farah "Joy" 22 years old, my mother's eldest daughter, I study English literature at the Islamic University, but my universi
I wonder how you feel right now in this cold weather, lying on your warm beds, drinking hot cocoa☕, watching your favorite movie, and your family, children and all your relatives surrounding you, and love filling the place!! The most beautiful moments of your life, right?
I'm like you, I pay my life for just these moments, I told you your beautiful warm story, can I tell you my story now? Is it my turn?
I'm Joy, my mother's eldest daughter and her very close friend. She has no friends other than me. She is our friend since I was a little girl so that I could be of help to her when I grow up (after my father abandoned us and disappeared from me and my siblings).
The place I have decplaced to now makes our bodies shiver with cold every day. I have an allergy to the winter cold that makes my extremities crimson in color and a cold that never warms me, so how can I really be in a cold place that is not even a shelter !!!
This is the eighth night that I, my mother and my siblings have been sleeping hungry. There is no food, no medicine for me or even...
What can I do now that we are at the end of the road? I demand my right to life and my right to leave here.
Every day we hear bombing close to us. If we don’t sleep hungry, we die in pieces from the heat of the bombing. Our paths have become narrow.
The cost of getting out of this famine, bombing and genocide for one person is $5,000 per person. Where can we get the money to get out, me, my mother and the rest of my siblings?
If there's anyone can dm me and send me msg to help me spread my link please do it , am waiting for u
And anyone can donate and save me and my family please help donate and share, i may lose my life my & family while u r drinking ur hot coffee
✅️Vetted by @gazavetters , my number verified on the list is ( #283 )✅️
We are raising money to help a single mother Fathia evacuate her 5 children out of Gaza. We are in contact with her oldest child Farah aged
Winter allergies started to show on my body today, I think this winter will be the harshest
Every winter I take a dose of allergy medicine so that it doesn't get worse, and so that I can hold pens to solve my exams and write, but this winter we are having difficulty finding food, so do you expect that we will find medicine at all?
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Today's latest update, we broke our fast with tea without sugar, bitter tea, and with difficulty we found a man selling bread to buy some from him to complete our breakfast, me, my four siblings and my mother. At lunch, my little brother Youssef went to receive a meal from the food bank, but he didn't find it, the food had finished, and we didn't take our share, we fried pasta and ate it alone, this is the daily news bulletin for my family in light of this war and this famine
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Please share please donate
Dear all , i am Farah "Joy" 22 years old, my mother's eldest daughter, I study English literature at the Islamic University, but my universi
Winter allergies started to show on my body today, I think this winter will be the harshest
Every winter I take a dose of allergy medicine so that it doesn't get worse, and so that I can hold pens to solve my exams and write, but this winter we are having difficulty finding food, so do you expect that we will find medicine at all?
___________________
Today's latest update, we broke our fast with tea without sugar, bitter tea, and with difficulty we found a man selling bread to buy some from him to complete our breakfast, me, my four siblings and my mother. At lunch, my little brother Youssef went to receive a meal from the food bank, but he didn't find it, the food had finished, and we didn't take our share, we fried pasta and ate it alone, this is the daily news bulletin for my family in light of this war and this famine
✅️Vetted by @gazavetters , my number verified on the list is ( #283 )✅️
Please share please donate
Dear all , i am Farah "Joy" 22 years old, my mother's eldest daughter, I study English literature at the Islamic University, but my universi
I wonder how you feel right now in this cold weather, lying on your warm beds, drinking hot cocoa☕, watching your favorite movie, and your family, children and all your relatives surrounding you, and love filling the place!! The most beautiful moments of your life, right?
I'm like you, I pay my life for just these moments, I told you your beautiful warm story, can I tell you my story now? Is it my turn?
I'm Joy, my mother's eldest daughter and her very close friend. She has no friends other than me. She is our friend since I was a little girl so that I could be of help to her when I grow up (after my father abandoned us and disappeared from me and my siblings).
The place I have decplaced to now makes our bodies shiver with cold every day. I have an allergy to the winter cold that makes my extremities crimson in color and a cold that never warms me, so how can I really be in a cold place that is not even a shelter !!!
This is the eighth night that I, my mother and my siblings have been sleeping hungry. There is no food, no medicine for me or even...
What can I do now that we are at the end of the road? I demand my right to life and my right to leave here.
Every day we hear bombing close to us. If we don’t sleep hungry, we die in pieces from the heat of the bombing. Our paths have become narrow.
The cost of getting out of this famine, bombing and genocide for one person is $5,000 per person. Where can we get the money to get out, me, my mother and the rest of my siblings?
If there's anyone can dm me and send me msg to help me spread my link please do it , am waiting for u
And anyone can donate and save me and my family please help donate and share, i may lose my life my & family while u r drinking ur hot coffee
✅️Vetted by @gazavetters , my number verified on the list is ( #283 )✅️
We are raising money to help a single mother Fathia evacuate her 5 children out of Gaza. We are in contact with her oldest child Farah aged
I wonder how you feel right now in this cold weather, lying on your warm beds, drinking hot cocoa☕, watching your favorite movie, and your family, children and all your relatives surrounding you, and love filling the place!! The most beautiful moments of your life, right?
I'm like you, I pay my life for just these moments, I told you your beautiful warm story, can I tell you my story now? Is it my turn?
I'm Joy, my mother's eldest daughter and her very close friend. She has no friends other than me. She is our friend since I was a little girl so that I could be of help to her when I grow up (after my father abandoned us and disappeared from me and my siblings).
The place I have decplaced to now makes our bodies shiver with cold every day. I have an allergy to the winter cold that makes my extremities crimson in color and a cold that never warms me, so how can I really be in a cold place that is not even a shelter !!!
This is the eighth night that I, my mother and my siblings have been sleeping hungry. There is no food, no medicine for me or even...
What can I do now that we are at the end of the road? I demand my right to life and my right to leave here.
Every day we hear bombing close to us. If we don’t sleep hungry, we die in pieces from the heat of the bombing. Our paths have become narrow.
The cost of getting out of this famine, bombing and genocide for one person is $5,000 per person. Where can we get the money to get out, me, my mother and the rest of my siblings?
If there's anyone can dm me and send me msg to help me spread my link please do it , am waiting for u
And anyone can donate and save me and my family please help donate and share, i may lose my life my & family while u r drinking ur hot coffee
✅️Vetted by @gazavetters , my number verified on the list is ( #283 )✅️
We are raising money to help a single mother Fathia evacuate her 5 children out of Gaza. We are in contact with her oldest child Farah aged
Sorry guys, But the situation has become more difficult in the last days. We sleep hungry & cold, & the price of one bag of flour reaches more than $500 in light of this famine. At least £1000 is required to provide winter clothes for my 4 siblings & to buy some food & flour
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Mama divided the shares between me and my four siblings!
This is ma share from Clementine!!
Donate and Reblog please
We are raising money to help a single mother Fathia evacuate her 5 children out of Gaza. We are in contact with her oldest child Farah aged
These are the consequences of the ominous Gaza war!!!
Have you ever wondered what the people of Gaza die from every day? Is it just the bombing? Is it just hunger? Is it thirst? Is grief the cause of their death? Is it the siege? Is it the provocation, arrest, torture and sabotage? Have you ever wondered, at your best, what the children of humanity, the people of the Gaza Strip, are living? Are they dying from the cold or from the shivering of fear? Have you wondered how their hearts stop, is it from fear or hope?
Let's leave the people of Gaza in general, and let's talk specifically about women and girls, have you ever wondered how they live in such difficult circumstances? How does your daughter live? Do you live her in difficult circumstances that make her lose her feminine spirit or in the most comfortable circumstances that she can be comfortable in? Have you imagined the girls of Gaza suffering the loss of a father, a brother, or a mother at any moment due to bombing, hunger, cold, or even fear? Have you ever accepted that your daughter feels any bad feeling while you are by her side? So how would it please you to see widows dying in order to feed their children? How would it please you to see girls exposed to hunger and exposed to a lack of feminine supplies during their period? How would it please you? How would it please you to sleep with peace of mind?
This is the case of a girl. Her mother says that she was afraid of harassment in the displacement camps, so she married her off when she was only 15 years old. “The camps are crowded with good and bad people who live together in the same environment.”
This is another case of a girl named Marah who decided to get married not because she found a suitable life partner but to ease her burdens on her family. “Is feeding and protecting her a burden, O world?”
And we can say 👇🏼
Now I am a 22 year old girl, I have a 17 year old sister and my 48 year old mother,
we are trying to survive all these difficult circumstances, I do not have a father to protect us from all the bad things we are living, only me, my mother, my sister and my three brothers are facing this misery and struggling with it alone, you can help us to survive, the exit fees for one person from Gaza cost $5000 and we are trying to collect it as soon as possible through your donations so that we can survive as soon as the Rafah land crossing opens
These are the consequences of the ominous Gaza war!!!
Have you ever wondered what the people of Gaza die from every day? Is it just the bombing? Is it just hunger? Is it thirst? Is grief the cause of their death? Is it the siege? Is it the provocation, arrest, torture and sabotage? Have you ever wondered, at your best, what the children of humanity, the people of the Gaza Strip, are living? Are they dying from the cold or from the shivering of fear? Have you wondered how their hearts stop, is it from fear or hope?
Let's leave the people of Gaza in general, and let's talk specifically about women and girls, have you ever wondered how they live in such difficult circumstances? How does your daughter live? Do you live her in difficult circumstances that make her lose her feminine spirit or in the most comfortable circumstances that she can be comfortable in? Have you imagined the girls of Gaza suffering the loss of a father, a brother, or a mother at any moment due to bombing, hunger, cold, or even fear? Have you ever accepted that your daughter feels any bad feeling while you are by her side? So how would it please you to see widows dying in order to feed their children? How would it please you to see girls exposed to hunger and exposed to a lack of feminine supplies during their period? How would it please you? How would it please you to sleep with peace of mind?
This is the case of a girl. Her mother says that she was afraid of harassment in the displacement camps, so she married her off when she was only 15 years old. “The camps are crowded with good and bad people who live together in the same environment.”
This is another case of a girl named Marah who decided to get married not because she found a suitable life partner but to ease her burdens on her family. “Is feeding and protecting her a burden, O world?”
And we can say 👇🏼
Now I am a 22 year old girl, I have a 17 year old sister and my 48 year old mother,
we are trying to survive all these difficult circumstances, I do not have a father to protect us from all the bad things we are living, only me, my mother, my sister and my three brothers are facing this misery and struggling with it alone, you can help us to survive, the exit fees for one person from Gaza cost $5000 and we are trying to collect it as soon as possible through your donations so that we can survive as soon as the Rafah land crossing opens
I am obsessed with our dresses!!!!!, have you ever worn a Palestinian dress?🇵🇸🌹
Have you ever worn one of our dresses, or seen it on someone around you?
So can i told u the whole story of it ? Let's go
Palestinian girls are not much older than childhood at that time, but as soon as they can hold a needle and thread, their grandmothers begin to teach them this distinctive embroidery, and the girl begins to decorate the clothes with her little fingers, and slowly embroiders her most beautiful dresses while waiting for her wedding. She excels in choosing the colors and stitches, and competes with her friends in embroidering the most beautiful stitches. Months pass while she embroiders the head covering, pillow covers, and the groom’s handkerchiefs, as if her skill in embroidery is a treasure she is saving for that day, to appear distinctive in front of the other girls and her future groom.
The Palestinian woman used to weave the story of her life and the story of her country on her clothes. The dress, with its patterns and colors, referred to the village and its conditions and revealed a lot about the conditions, life, and social status of its owner. Embroidery was an important part of the Palestinian woman’s life. She used it to decorate her belongings and teach it to her daughters, so it was passed down through the generations.
During the #Nakba, women in the villages of Palestine went out in those clothes that carried the story of their days, and the dress remained, along with the key to the house, one of the few memories that women carried, after the loss of the land. Time will stand still for years until Palestinian women turn to other attempts at theft, as the dress - like all Palestinian heritage - was not spared from attempts at theft and obliteration, and became an arena for another battle to steal it and claim that it is one of the "Israeli" legacies, so that women gather in the face of that the story of the Palestinian dress, and the history that every Palestinian woman embroidered on it.
Villagers and Bedouins used to embroider the chest, shoulders, sides and sleeves of their dresses with silk, gold and silver threads. The shape varied according to the geographical area. When women gathered in the markets, it was possible to distinguish the region to which each of them belonged, from the embroidery that adorned her dress. The village could even be identified from the drawings, embroidery units and the way the dress was coordinated.
And my aunt Fairouz was martyred in a bombing that destroyed her house on her head. She used to work as a seamstress and she sewed me a very, very beautiful dress. But now she is with God, eating and drinking with Him and living a life better than the life of fear that we live. We are afraid of the bombing and of dying from hunger.
It's the eighth night I go to bed cold and hungry, I can bear the hunger but the cold eats away at my tender bones !!!
✅️Vetted by @gazavetters , my number verified on the list is ( #283 )✅️
I am trying to help my mother now after my father left us when we were children. In collecting the costs of escaping and surviving this hunger, bombing and destruction, so be an active part in donating and participating, get closer to God and donate❗❗❗🇵🇸👇🏼👇🏼👇🏼
We are raising money to help a single mother Fathia evacuate her 5 children out of Gaza. We are in contact with her oldest child Farah aged
I am obsessed with our dresses!!!!!, have you ever worn a Palestinian dress?🇵🇸🌹
Have you ever worn one of our dresses, or seen it on someone around you?
So can i told u the whole story of it ? Let's go
Palestinian girls are not much older than childhood at that time, but as soon as they can hold a needle and thread, their grandmothers begin to teach them this distinctive embroidery, and the girl begins to decorate the clothes with her little fingers, and slowly embroiders her most beautiful dresses while waiting for her wedding. She excels in choosing the colors and stitches, and competes with her friends in embroidering the most beautiful stitches. Months pass while she embroiders the head covering, pillow covers, and the groom’s handkerchiefs, as if her skill in embroidery is a treasure she is saving for that day, to appear distinctive in front of the other girls and her future groom.
The Palestinian woman used to weave the story of her life and the story of her country on her clothes. The dress, with its patterns and colors, referred to the village and its conditions and revealed a lot about the conditions, life, and social status of its owner. Embroidery was an important part of the Palestinian woman’s life. She used it to decorate her belongings and teach it to her daughters, so it was passed down through the generations.
During the #Nakba, women in the villages of Palestine went out in those clothes that carried the story of their days, and the dress remained, along with the key to the house, one of the few memories that women carried, after the loss of the land. Time will stand still for years until Palestinian women turn to other attempts at theft, as the dress - like all Palestinian heritage - was not spared from attempts at theft and obliteration, and became an arena for another battle to steal it and claim that it is one of the "Israeli" legacies, so that women gather in the face of that the story of the Palestinian dress, and the history that every Palestinian woman embroidered on it.
Villagers and Bedouins used to embroider the chest, shoulders, sides and sleeves of their dresses with silk, gold and silver threads. The shape varied according to the geographical area. When women gathered in the markets, it was possible to distinguish the region to which each of them belonged, from the embroidery that adorned her dress. The village could even be identified from the drawings, embroidery units and the way the dress was coordinated.
And my aunt Fairouz was martyred in a bombing that destroyed her house on her head. She used to work as a seamstress and she sewed me a very, very beautiful dress. But now she is with God, eating and drinking with Him and living a life better than the life of fear that we live. We are afraid of the bombing and of dying from hunger.
It's the eighth night I go to bed cold and hungry, I can bear the hunger but the cold eats away at my tender bones !!!
✅️Vetted by @gazavetters , my number verified on the list is ( #283 )✅️
I am trying to help my mother now after my father left us when we were children. In collecting the costs of escaping and surviving this hunger, bombing and destruction, so be an active part in donating and participating, get closer to God and donate❗❗❗🇵🇸👇🏼👇🏼👇🏼
We are raising money to help a single mother Fathia evacuate her 5 children out of Gaza. We are in contact with her oldest child Farah aged
