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ahmed and his family including his two year old girl named ghada are living in gaza and need funds to evacuate.
ahmed and his family live in a small tent, these tents are incredibly horrible to live in. as they can’t handle weather like rain, and a bunch of small creatures like bugs are able to get into their tent. and if their tent breaks, they’re also very expensive.
ghada needs food and health care, but because of the bombings. ahmed can’t get the proper care for her. so, they need funds to evacuate!
link is below to donate, to get to egypt you need $5000 per person. and ahmed’s family is three people, which in total is $15000. which is very expensive. sharing and donating helps, any amount! if you can donate, please don’t look away and help a family in need. if you can’t it’s okay, sharing helps just as much! :)
I am Ahmed and this is my story in Gaza,
I am married and the father of… Ahmed R needs your support for Urgent Help Needed to Evacuate M
A Father's Cry from Under the Rubble – A Humanitarian Appeal from Gaza
I am a Palestinian father from the Gaza Strip. I have three children, one of whom is a young child with a hearing impairment. Like any father, I dreamed of raising my children in safety, of seeing them go to school, play, and laugh without fear, without destruction. But the reality we live in in Gaza is unforgiving.
In an instant, everything changed. A shell fell on our house. Nothing remained of our home. We no longer had shelter, no mattress to sleep on, no walls to protect us from the cold, the wind, and the fear. We now live in the open, trying to cover our children with torn blankets and hide our tears from them so they don't sense our weakness.
My youngest child, who is hearing impaired, needs special care, a hearing aid we cannot afford, and a safe environment. Today, he struggles not only to understand words, but also to understand the untranslatable destruction happening around him.
As a father, I stand helpless now. Not because I don't want to provide a better life for my children, but because I have nothing. All I have is my heart, which breaks with pain for them, and my voice, which I raise today in an appeal to every living conscience.
I call on everyone who can, everyone who feels, everyone who has experienced a moment of pain, to reach out to us and help us get back on our feet. We are not asking for the impossible; we are only asking for what keeps life going: a roof over our heads, food to satisfy their hunger, medicine to ease their pain.
Help us give our children their right to safety, to life.
May God have mercy on those who help their brothers in their time of need, and may He reward them with goodness in this world and the hereafter.
Hello, I am Mayada, 28 years old, living in Gaza. I have three children: Islam, 7… maiada mansour needs your support for Help us if you thin
A father from Gaza - his heart burns for his children
We are dying. We are living the hardest days of our lives. The war is back. Fear, hunger, oppression and displacement. My children are trembling with fear and hunger. Imagine for a moment that they are your children.
"Please, your help and donation, even if it's just $50, will make a big difference in my children's lives, especially my son Nour El-Din, who is 9 months old. He was born prematurely during the war, and he has breathing problem . His needs are costly, including diapers, milk, wet wipes, and clothes, especially since the cold has started. We live in a tent, our tent destroied from rain so my childreen exposed to fear from the war,cold .rain added there is insects, and dogs. Help me save my children."
Please help us by sharing . Reblog the last post me on your page so that we can collect donations and get out of the war and buy the essential needs you are our hope. I will be very grateful to you . Donate 50$ enough the change my life❤🙏🏼
Vetted by @gazavetters, my number verified on the list is ( #120 )
Donate here ⬇️✅
Help support Noor ALnabeeh by donating or sharing with your friends.
Friends, we really need help. Please don't ignore us. We need your donations. We have no source of income here. Everything is destroyed. Friends, we really need help. Everything is expensive. Please help me provide the basics for my children to save them and keep them alive.
Please donate to us.
Help support Noor ALnabeeh by donating or sharing with your friends.
I apologize for asking you to donate, it's not easy for me, but the war has destroyed everything and I have no hope left except for you. Everything expensive and I can't provide it. My child needs milk for $30, diapers $50, wipes for $5, dry wipes for $5, vitamins for $10. A donation of any size will make a difference in my little boy's life.
Please donate and share 🥺🙏🥺🙏
Help support Noor ALnabeeh by donating or sharing with your friends.
. My little baby was born prematurely and has breathing problems. He was on a ventilator for two months and had recovered, but unfortunately, with the unclean air, the use of fire for cooking, and his exposure to dust and pollution as a result of the war, he returned. He is now suffering from breathing problems and severe infections and needs health care and healthy food. I hope you will help me save my little son. His body cannot handle it and his immunity is weak. He was born very small. You are my only hope. Donate and share to reach those who can help my child. Only $50 will contribute to saving my child and providing him with the basics of essentcial dippers, milk, vitamins, and medicine.please donate and share🙏🥺🙏🥺
Friends, we really need help. Please don't ignore us. We need your donations. We have no source of income here. Everything is destroyed. Please donate to us.
"I am Wissam... The last time I hugged someone, it was a corpse." 😭💔
The night was very long that day. I was counting the days until I would give birth to my twins. I brought them names, and planned to wrap my body around them when the tents grew cold. But death was faster. 😭
We fled our home under shelling, and my father was in the hospital, unable to stand. I told them, "My father can't move." The soldier said, "It doesn't matter, leave." So we left... and my father was left alone, until his heart closed forever. 😔💔
On the way south, I walked for hours carrying two children in my belly, a bag in my hand, and the rest of my memories on my back.
I bled on the way.
I lost my twins there, on the asphalt, in front of my other children who couldn't even cry. 😭😭
The next day, I woke up and found them buried under the sand. No grave, no names.
Now, I'm seven months pregnant with my third child.
But anemia is tearing me apart, stress is breaking my head, and hunger is eating away at what's left of me.
I feel my baby pleading with me from within: "Mother, don't die."
And I apologize to him every day... because I can't promise him life.
“I am Wissam… I lost my father, my children, my home, and even my voice.
I don’t want to lose this child too.
Help me before I become another memory in this broken land.
My name is Casimir, and I am organizing this fundraiser on behalf of Wissa… Casimir Reynolds needs your support for Help Wissam's Family Esc
My father was the only one I could place all my hopes and dreams on. He was the one who lifted me up whenever I fell, and held my hand when my steps faltered. In those dark days of war, I saw him strong in front of me. Even in moments of silence, his presence was enough to make me feel safe. He wasn't just the father I loved, he was my refuge, the hope I lived by. 😭💔
But one day, suddenly, that hope disappeared.
The sky was covered with heavy clouds, as if it knew what was going to happen. That day, I was at home, climbing on my tiptoes, holding on to any glimmer of hope, but when I entered our small room, I found my mother in the corner of the room crying, her face pale, her eyes filled with tears, and her mouth almost unable to speak. 💔😭
I couldn't believe what she was saying. My father, who had always been the strength in my life, was gone. In an instant, everything disappeared, and the words kept repeating in my head without me being able to understand them. "He's not coming back." Those words were harder than any blow I had ever received in my life. 😭😭
I felt like I was in a dark dream. How could my father disappear like that? How could time go on without his voice, without me seeing his face again? How much I needed him in those moments, how much I needed to hear his words of reassurance. But it was all over, and all that remained was the silence filling the emptiness around me. 💔
Every corner of the house became a tragedy. Everything reminded me of him, every corner, every smell, everything. I thought I would lose my ability to breathe. His absence was heavier than anything else. I cannot imagine a world without him, and I cannot see a future without his advice, without a hand to lift me up whenever I feel like I am drowning.
As I sit here, in that dark room, I remember everything about my father. How he used to laugh when I made small mistakes, how he used to hug me when the world was dark, and how his words filled my life with meaning. But now he's not here, and the emptiness in my heart can't be filled with anything else. Every time I close my eyes, I see him in every corner. I feel him, but I can't touch him. And despite all the pain, despite all the sadness, I know he's not coming back, that he's left me in this world, to face it alone.
He's gone, but a part of him, a part of his soul, will remain in my heart forever. Even though I can't hear his voice or see him, I carry his memories with me every step of the way, every moment. I've lost him, but I can never forget him.😭😔
!! My children and I are in great danger!! Dear, I know you are receiving a lot of messages, but I really need your help 😭😭😭
Hello, I am Hanan Mahmoud from Gaza and my children lost everything from our home, our work and our car💔💔💔 Donate 30 euros
I need to buy medicine for my children, expensive diapers and some treatments
Everything is expensive, food, medicine and all the necessities of life are expensive💔⁉️⁉️💔
We are suffering from severe famine in Gaza, there is no food or healthy water to drink, we live in very cold winter conditions, and we live under terrifying bombing 💔
Please help us, we have nothing but ourselves 🙏🙏
Please donate to us, your donation will make a difference to us 💔💔
Your donation will give us hope to continue living 🙏🙏🙏Your donation will contribute to rebuilding our lives and securing travel costs to get out of Gaza from Yes to protect my children ✅️ My number on the list has been verified by @gazavetters (#270) ✅️
Please and please help us we need your help. Help needed please 🏳🌈🙏😥
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Where can we go when, in Africa, we are suffering without democracies to protect us? When we flee our countries, we hope that places like America and other democratic nations will be safe for members of the LGBTQ+ community. Right now, we are a group of transgender refugees in a camp in Africa, struggling to survive. We barely have access to food, medication, or basic necessities. Many of us are suffering from H.pylori infections due to unsafe drinking water and poor sanitation. We are also battling typhoid and malaria without access to proper medical care. On top of this, transphobia within the refugee camp prevents us from working or securing shelter, we are forced to sleep outside because we lack enough shelter to accommodate us which isn’t safe . We need your help to ensure that all LGBTQ+ people, especially transgender refugees, can live safely and with dignity. Please, stand with us and help make a difference. 🏳️⚧️
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