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I’m Inge Kassab, a 22-year-old dental student from Al-Azhar University in Gaza. My university was completely destroyed in the war, and I lost all my dental tools and the chance to continue my clinical training. Despite everything, I’m trying to return to my studies and finish the remaining hours to graduate.
I urgently need financial support to buy new medical instruments, prepare for my return to university, cover transportation costs, and purchase the required books.
Your help will also support my family with basic living needs during this difficult time.
Please help me rebuild my path and put (Dr.) before my name someday.
✅Vetted by @gazavetters, my number verified on the list is (#538)✅
Hi, I'm Tristan from the Netherlands, running this campaign on behalf of my friend Inge. This is her story:
Hello. I wish to inquire about details on how to make a fictional large college campus accessible to disabled students. This issue occured to me when I was watching a video on how the X-Mansion in the movies is largely inaccessible, even to the principal, Professor Xavier who is a wheelchair user himself. I have researched a bit on the subject (I know the basics at least, such as making doors large enough for wheelchair users, ramps that aren't too steep, not placing obstacles near corridors, braille sign usage and pictograms, braille labels, clear out gravel on the floor, etc) Do you have any more specific recommendations, perhaps more into white cane usage?
A few ideas:
Braille and large print signs, maybe even tactile print someone who reads print could touch
Good lighting
Lighting under stairs/steps or high contrast steps if they exist at all
Elevators that talk, have tactile buttons rather than touch screen, and Braille labels
Tactile maps of the campus
Detailed maps and explanations of the communal bathroom situation, such as where are the sinks in relation to the stalls, how do the sinks work, where is the soap and how is it dispensed, how and where do you try your hands?
Buttons that open doors, maybe even doors that slide open and shut from the side instead of out or in
Hand rails on the walls similar to ones in hospitals, perhaps with lights under them?
Corners that are slightly rounded so as to avoid getting jabbed
everyone's so desperate for theyfab to be a slur that they won't call themselves cuntboys with me. it makes them uncomfortable, they explain, or its connotations are too sexual,
hello little transmasc..."femboy" is not for you, but i have an alternative to propose - oh? "cuntboy" makes you uncomfortable? it's a word primarily used to objectify and put down people like you? it would really suck if there were other words like that, maybe words you like calling yourself that are primarily used to objectify and put down a different group of people,
do you know how much of a letdown it was to grow up smelling the aged whiskey in my grandpa's pantry. the wine in my parents' dinner glasses. the anise liquor on summer evenings. and finally being of drinking age and finding out it all kinda just tastes like car exhaust
I thank everyone who came across my story, everyone who read my words, shared them, or tried to help me. Your presence and concern meant so much to me, even though I wasn't able to raise the funds I hoped for. I'm from Gaza, and I lost my leg in the war. All I ever dreamed of was a chance to get a prosthetic leg so I could walk and live again. I wrote hoping to find someone to help me, but it seems the path is harder than I expected. Despite that, I'm grateful to everyone who stopped to see my pain. I may feel some despair today, but I still believe that goodness exists in this world. Thank you to every kind heart that passed by here.
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Help Ahmed Nasr Walk Again: A Urgent Call for Support
My name is Ahmed Nasr, a young man… Ahmed Nasr needs your support for Support me so I
Today, the Ministry of Health contacted me and asked me to prepare to travel to Egypt to receive the necessary treatment for a prosthetic limb. I felt both happy and sad at the same time. I don't have a passport and I can't afford to travel because I need $700 to cover the costs of the treatment, and I don't have the money. Please help me, even with a little.
Before you donate, please take a moment to read our story we really need u. 💔😔
This link is where you can help support our family, and reading our journey will show you exactly how your contribution can make a real difference.👇🙏
Hello, my name is Anas, and I am from Gaza.Some of you may already know me from my previous fundraiser on GoFundMe. I want to explain honest
Hello, my name is Anas, and I am from Gaza and this is Our Story from Gaza: Before and After 💔
Before the war, my family and I lived in the Shuja'iyya neighborhood of Gaza City. Our life was simple but full of meaning. I lived with my parents, my brother, and my sister in a home filled with love and laughter.
Every morning, my father and mother would wake up early to go to work, while my sister prepared for school. We had our normal daily routines, shared meals together, celebrated birthdays, and dreamed of the future.
It wasn’t a rich life, but it was ours. We had our house, a small piece of farmland, good neighbors, and beautiful land around us that gave us a sense of peace and belonging. My mother, father, and sister were always part of this daily rhythm, making our life feel ordinary yet full of warmth and stability.
Every Thursday, our whole family would gather at my grandmother’s house laughter, stories, and meals together. That special time brought us closer and filled our hearts with joy. Now, all of that is gone.
Our home between before and after 🥺💔
The Day Everything Changed
During the first week of the war, the bombing forced us to leave our home. We thought it would be temporary, but then came the news that broke us: our home was completely destroyed. Flattened to the ground. Everything we worked for and saved, every memory, gone in a moment.Since then, we have been displaced multiple times from Shuja'iyya to Rimal, then Al-Zawada, and finally Rafah. Each time we carried less with us. We’ve slept on floors, in schools, and even tents. Nights are freezing, days are unbearably hot. There is no clean water, no electricity, no toilets. We wait hours just for bread. We lost not only our home but also our jobs, our stability, and our sense of safety. Right now, our only dream is to survive tomorrow.
Why I Am Asking for Your Help
I am starting this campaign to support my family because the war destroyed everything we had our home, our land, our routines, and our sense of safety. Your help will allow us to rebuild our lives step by step.
and we are raising $20,000 to help my family survive and rebuild after the war. This amount will allow us to:
1-Rebuilding our home and farmland: Our house was completely destroyed, along with our small piece of farmland. These were not just buildings or land they were the heart of our daily life, where we felt safe and connected to our surroundings. We need help to repair and rebuild a stable home and restore the land that provided us with peace and sustenance.
2-Restoring our daily life and happiness: Before the war, we had routines and small joys working in the fields, sharing meals, celebrating birthdays, and seeing our neighbors regularly. Every Thursday, our family gathered at my grandmother’s house. Those ordinary days brought us happiness and a sense of belonging. We want to bring back some of that normal life.
3-Support for work and livelihoods: The war took away our jobs and sources of income. My parents, who used to work hard to provide for the family, can no longer earn a living safely. Donations will help us cover essential expenses and start rebuilding work opportunities so we can support ourselves again.
4-Food, clean water, and urgent health needs: Life now is a struggle for basic necessities. Your donation helps us access proper food, clean water, and medicine for urgent health needs.
Your support, no matter the amount, is not just money it’s hope, dignity, and a chance for a family who lost everything to start over. Every contribution helps us recover a little of the life we loved and the memories that made it special.
As of today, April 15, 2025, the latest satellite images of our home show that it has been completely destroyed
From My Heart ❤️
To everyone who supported us before, and to anyone reading this now thank you 🙏. I know the world is full of struggles, and I don’t take your kindness for granted.
Please, if you can, donate again through this new link or share it with others. Every bit of help means so much to me and my family. 💔🙏
Hello, my name is Anas, and I am from Gaza.Some of you may already know me from my previous fundraiser on GoFundMe. I want to explain honest
Even $20 will make a big difference and save us!
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You can check here so you can donate with confidence👉verified ✅
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Some of you may already know me from my previous fundraiser on GoFundMe. I want to explain honestly what happened: I closed that campaign myself because receiving the money there was very difficult. Their strict policies only allowed transfers in one currency (USD), which made it hard for many people who wanted to support us in other currencies. Some donations could not even reach us, and part of the money had to be returned to the donors.
That’s why I decided to move my campaign here to chuffed.org. This platform is much better for our situation because it allows people to donate in different currencies (USD, EUR, and more). This way, support can truly reach us without these problems.
Thanks to your support, we have collected $22,236! 🙌
We have returned $2,300, and the remaining funds from our previous campaign are approximately $20,000.
With your help, we are now focusing on achieving our next goals:
They just—took away an entire population’s valid IDs. With a stroke of a pen. No grace period. No chance for anyone to get their IDs “fixed” in time, not that they should have had to in the first place. They even made it illegal for people to drive themselves to the DMV to get a new ID. That’s insane y’all. That is dystopian level madness. It is petty and cruel and literally dehumanizing.
They have also invalidated their birth certificates, thus jeopardizing their ability to prove citizenship and vote. It’s voter suppression on top of everything else.
They wanted to make an entire population into criminals with a stroke of a pen and that’s what they did.
And the rest of the country just… hasn’t noticed. No one cares. There’s no headlines. Nothing on the news. Because it’s Kansas. Because it’s trans people.
But if it can happen somewhere in this country, it can happen anywhere. And if it can happen to trans people, it can happen to you.
Unfortunately, my sister will die today if I don't get her the right medication. Her anemia has reached a critical stage, her body is gradually deteriorating, and she can no longer bear the pain.
The new year looks set to be difficult too. My sister is sick, the bombing continues, and I'm the only one supporting my family; everything is my responsibility.
What are your thoughts on the ‘Blind Musician’ trope?
Blind Musician Trope
[Edit: This post has been edited to include citations and information about rates of unemployment or underemployment for blind people, including links and possible improvement of the older estimate that blind people are about 70% unemployed or underemployed in the U.S. End edit.]
This is a fun one. I have no problem with a blind character being musically talented, whether they make it a career or not.
Historically, blind people had even fewer job options than we do now. That is taking into account that many blind people in the U.S are still are unemployed or underemployed according to this article by Be My Eyes. 70% is also estimated by the Lighthouse For the Blind here. While the typical estimation of 70% may be an older estimate that has since improved, employment of blind people is still held back by significant barriers, as described here. So it makes sense blind characters would also gravitate toward a medium that is accessible to them and has a precedent.
I also find that sighted people unfamiliar with blindness can more readily accept a blind musician. Conversely, in my experience, people express surprise when blind people work in other fields, such as computer programming. It makes sense that media would gravitate toward a similar path.
The blind musician trope makes sense. I don’t find it offensive or a negative stereotype. The problem is, it is so common that it’s not as interesting to me.
I want to see blind characters doing a variety of things as hobbies and as careers. I have read enough blind musicians. I want other types of representation, too.
In short, not bad at all. Just not very interesting to me.
However, blind musicians are fucking awesome and should be supported. So maybe more focus on the hardships blind musicians face in the industry, especially blind producers, blind people in orchestras, blind singers and frontmen. A blind metal musician struggling to be taken seriously. A blind producer thriving. I don’t know.
I think my main issue with this trope is that the reality of it is not always explored. People love to feel inspired by blind musicians all while ignoring a blind artist’s struggles with being compensated fairy or being acknowledged in the same way as their peers. I would also like to see blind musicians with lives outside of music.
