I am a mother from Gaza. π΅πΈ I need your help. ππ
I have children and they need you. Please save us.π
Don't ignore me. We are facing death at any moment.ππ
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My name is Lana, and I live in a tattered tent. Winter has arrived, and my heart aches and my chest aches from the cold nights. I can't bear this. I'm just a little girl, four years old. Can a child live in a tattered tent? Please help me buy a new tent to protect me from the winter cold. π
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Please, I ask for your prayers, support, and donations. We are on the verge of a low-pressure system, and I don't want to suffer again, finding myself in the rain while I sleep, waking up terrified and ill.
Hello,π free friends of the world. I am here to raise my voice. I am Iman, a mother from Gaza of three young daughters, Jouri, Misk, and Lana. We are here after this war ended; we are homeless, we lost our jobs, and we are like displaced people, moving from tent to tent. Please
Please, some of your warmth for my children. Help us build a small room for the girls , amidst the rain and the approaching winter.π’π’
Your prayers, donations, and sincere feelings give us great hope in life. Just donate, even a little; it means so much to us. Please share, comment, and repost to help spread the voices of my children to the world.
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I am Iman, a mother of three children. My daughter Lana suffers from heart problems and shortness of breath, and she can no longer bear the cold of the tents as the rain falls on her while she is deep in her sleep. My four-year-old daughter was brought out of this war exhausted and sick.πAs for Jouri and Lana, who are suffering from malnutrition and anemia, and my husband, who has a leg injury, I cannot provide them with food, drink, or medicine, and I even miss providing them with warmth.π₯
Here in this rain-soaked tent, my children are living through the worst days of their lives. Here I stand before you, pleading for some support for my children. Just $5 could contribute a little warmth from your hearts. Please, give to my children. I stand helpless; I can do nothing for my husband or my children. Jouri, Musk, and Lana need you. Flowers withered by war. π
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Can you help my three flowers bloom again after the war withered them?
βοΈπ¨Read it once and you will not regret it. It will bring you good.ππ¦
There's no doubt that the sheer number of messages and requests for help from people inside Gaza makes you feel frustrated and bored. I agree with you on this, and you might even say to yourself, "I've wasted my money from the sheer number of donations I've made to the people of Gaza." But can you imagine what we've been going through every day for 17 consecutive months? Every day there's destruction, bombing, death, and devastation. Has this disaster and destruction we're experiencing made us tired or despairing?
When we ask for help from you, don't think it's easy or simple for us. It tears our hearts out and embarrasses us greatly, especially since we were from a prominent family and lived a dignified and beautiful life. I graduated from university with an excellent GPA, and my husband is also educated, but he started his own business and invested money through it.
You forced us to do this. We lost our home and our own business that used to bring us a lot of money. We lost all the necessities of life. We lost the ability to provide the simplest things to live on.
We never imagined in our lives that we would ask for help from anyone one day, but the harsh circumstances we live in
I am Eman. For more than 17 months, we have been struggling to provide a living for my family and my young children, Jourie, Misk, and Lana. Lana needs extensive healthcare as she has been afflicted with diseases and needs treatment and a clean, uncontaminated place. In addition, she needs a vaporizer due to shortness of breath. We cannot provide everything we need, firstly because of the destruction we are living in, and the other reason is the siege, the closure of the crossings, and the exorbitant prices we are experiencing. Everything has become five times more expensive or more.
used to imagine for my family and children have become a mirage in light of what we are living now. Hunger and my inability to provide the simplest things are destroying us completely. We flee our tent when the Israeli vehicles come to us in the middle of the night and the weather is extremely cold. We do not know where to go. The days have exhausted us and the famine has worn down our bodies.
This is a video of my destroyed home and my previous place of residence before I was displaced to Mawasi Khan Yunis.π₯Ίππππ¨πππ
enough to make you feel the extent of the helplessness and despair that tears our bodies apart? Have you felt my sadness now and imagined everything I am going through so far? That is why we ask for your help because we are in dire need of you. You are the only hope we have left. Do not leave us to die, for you are the shining light on which we live our last moments.
We know that you are demonstrating for us and doing what you can every day. You may feel very helpless to stop the bloodshed and brutal massacres that are happening to us, but you are able to support and revive my weak family. We ask you for a helping hand. We address your hearts and minds to help my family to save it from the bloodbath that has paralyzed and harmed not only Gaza but the entire world.
If you can't donate, I ask you to share my story out of humanity and love.
As you can see now, we are exhausted. The severe blockade is a bad omen for us. We have been struck by a severe famine. We cannot provide for our livelihood. Everything is missing, and if it is found in the markets, it is very expensive. The simplest thing I can ask for now is a donation to buy me a bag of flour, the price of which has reached
More than $500, and the purchase of a vaporizer for my daughter Lana also costs over $700.π¨π
We are in the midst of a never-ending bloodbath. I don't want to see my children die of hunger. If they survived the bombing, I don't want to see them die of starvation, their stomachs empty. They cry every day. They want me to provide them with some bread, but I can't because I can't afford it.
Please listen and complete carefully and accurately. My husband has been suffering from a hernia in his foot for more than seven months. He needs physical therapy to walk again on his feet.The cost of physical therapy is about $700. I hope that everyone who has humanity in their heart will donate even a little towards these costs, as we are unable to cover them due to the difficult and harsh living conditions we are going through.
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Thank you very much for listening and for your patience with what you read about the pain and misfortunes we have been through. I know that these words may be very harsh, but this is the reality we are going through. Please accept my utmost respect, appreciation, and gratitude.Your friend and sister, Iman, mother of three girls and a husband who has been injured in his foot for more than seven months. Greetings to you all.
My name is Lana, and I live in a tattered tent. Winter has arrived, and my heart aches and my chest aches from the cold nights. I can't bear this. I'm just a little girl, four years old. Can a child live in a tattered tent? Please help me buy a new tent to protect me from the winter cold. π
Donate now ππΌ
Please, I ask for your prayers, support, and donations. We are on the verge of a low-pressure system, and I don't want to suffer again, finding myself in the rain while I sleep, waking up terrified and ill.
