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@nadi1989
💔 A Father's Plea from Gaza: Help Us Escape the War I’m a father of four children, a husband, and a son to an injured father. We are trapped in Gaza, surrounded by war and fear. Every day is a fight to survive. I created a GoFundMe page to help us escape and rebuild our lives. Every donation, every share, every kind word matters. 👉 Please donate or share: https://gofund.me/2854fc09 Be our voice. Be our hope.
🌪️ Defying Forced Displacement: A Father's Plea for Hope
“We didn’t choose to leave our home. We were forced to.”
Hello, kind souls of Tumblr. My name is a father of four ambitious children. I carry the weight of a displaced family, a sick father, an elderly mother, a devoted wife, and my own battle with epilepsy and increased brain activity. Life has not been kind—but I still believe in kindness.
We were forcibly displaced, stripped of our home, our stability, and our dignity. Now, we live in uncertainty. No steady income. No safe shelter. No access to proper medical care. My children dream of a future, but I struggle to provide even the basics.
💔 أنا لا أطلب الرفاهية. أنا أطلب البقاء على قيد الحياة.
Every donation—no matter how small—is a lifeline. It’s not just money. It’s a message: “You are not alone.”
🔗 Direct Donation Link
👉 https://gofund.me/2854fc09
If this speaks to your heart, please share it. Reblog it. Let it echo. Because sometimes, the smallest act of compassion can rebuild a broken world.
Thank you for reading. Thank you for caring. 💙
💔 A Heartfelt Humanitarian Appeal
I am a father of four children, living under extremely harsh conditions. I created this donation link in the hope that my message reaches compassionate hearts.
My father is seriously ill and needs urgent medical care. My mother and wife are doing everything they can just to help us survive.
My children suffer from hunger and cannot attend school. Instead, they spend long hours carrying water from distant places—a heartbreaking and exhausting reality.
Every contribution, no matter how small, could be a lifeline for us.
It might help treat my father, feed a hungry child, or open the door to education for one of my kids.
🌐 Donation Link: https://gofund.me/2854fc09
If you’re unable to donate, please share this message. It might reach someone who can change our painful reality.
May God bless you and reward your kindness.
💔 Beneath the Rubble, We Carry Dreams
In northern Gaza, where pain has become daily routine, I live with my wife, our four children, and my elderly parents. Our home is no longer a home—just a memory we cling to. Every day is a battle for survival: for food, for medicine, for a moment of safety.
Yet in the midst of this darkness, a small light refuses to die: my children's dreams.
Talin (9) wants to become a doctor, to heal the wounds she sees around her.
Ashraf (7) dreams of flying, of becoming a pilot soaring freely above his homeland.
Mohammed (3) loves farming, and dreams of planting in a land that isn’t bombed.
Taym (1.5) laughs as if war doesn’t exist.
I’m not asking for much. Just a chance to feed them, protect them, and give them a future that isn’t shattered.
🌟 Be the Difference
Donate now and help us survive. Give my children a chance at life and hope.💖 Open the Door to Hope
If my voice reaches you, let it echo with humanity. Help us. Share our story. Be part of the hope.
Donation link gofund.me/2854fc09
💔 From the heart of Gaza… A father's cry still dreaming for his children despite the pain 💔 I am Nadi, a father from Gaza. I live with my wife, our four children, and my elderly parents. I suffer from epilepsy and frequent seizures due to a lack of medication. My heart aches as I watch my father, who is disabled and in need of a joint replacement we cannot afford. Our home is not just crumbling walls—it holds fragile dreams trying to survive: – Taleen dreams of becoming a doctor to heal others, – Ashraf wants to soar through the skies as a pilot, – Mohammed hopes to farm the land and feed the hungry, – Taim, my youngest, suffers from rickets due to hunger and malnutrition. We are not asking for much… just a chance to live, dignity that cannot be bought, and medicine to ease the pain. Every donation is a light in this darkness, warmth in the cold of need, and a lifeline for those on the edge. 📌 Donation link: https://gofund.me/2854fc09 🤲 Help us with whatever you can, and be our support through this difficult journey. Share this link—perhaps it will reach a merciful hand that restores our hope. May God reward you, Nadi – From Gaza, where pain can only be broken by compassion
Donation link gofund.me/2854fc09
لأجل أطفالي، تبرعوا ليخرجوا من الحرب قبل النزوح. رابط التبرع gofund.me/2854fc09
💔 Beneath the Rubble, We Carry Dreams
In northern Gaza, where pain has become daily routine, I live with my wife, our four children, and my elderly parents. Our home is no longer a home—just a memory we cling to. Every day is a battle for survival: for food, for medicine, for a moment of safety.
Yet in the midst of this darkness, a small light refuses to die: my children's dreams.
Talin (9) wants to become a doctor, to heal the wounds she sees around her.
Ashraf (7) dreams of flying, of becoming a pilot soaring freely above his homeland.
Mohammed (3) loves farming, and dreams of planting in a land that isn’t bombed.
Taym (1.5) laughs as if war doesn’t exist.
I’m not asking for much. Just a chance to feed them, protect them, and give them a future that isn’t shattered.
🌟 Be the Difference
Donate now and help us survive. Give my children a chance at life and hope.💖 Open the Door to Hope
If my voice reaches you, let it echo with humanity. Help us. Share our story. Be part of the hope.
💔 From the heart of Gaza… A father's cry still dreaming for his children despite the pain 💔 I am Nadi, a father from Gaza. I live with my wife, our four children, and my elderly parents. I suffer from epilepsy and frequent seizures due to a lack of medication. My heart aches as I watch my father, who is disabled and in need of a joint replacement we cannot afford. Our home is not just crumbling walls—it holds fragile dreams trying to survive: – Taleen dreams of becoming a doctor to heal others, – Ashraf wants to soar through the skies as a pilot, – Mohammed hopes to farm the land and feed the hungry, – Taim, my youngest, suffers from rickets due to hunger and malnutrition. We are not asking for much… just a chance to live, dignity that cannot be bought, and medicine to ease the pain. Every donation is a light in this darkness, warmth in the cold of need, and a lifeline for those on the edge. 📌 Donation link: https://gofund.me/2854fc09 🤲 Help us with whatever you can, and be our support through this difficult journey. Share this link—perhaps it will reach a merciful hand that restores our hope. May God reward you, Nadi – From Gaza, where pain can only be broken by compassion
My two-year-old child is participating in water collection.
We live in the "twenty-first century": and cannot obtain clean water for personal hygiene or drinking. We travel long distances to collect water, transport it, and carry it for children and infants to wash. Imagine that my child is not living his life properly because of war and occupation. I hope you will help us by donating or sharing the donation link to get out of Gaza and the war.
Donation link here gofund.me/2854fc09
Please help my children to get them out of the war
Donation link gofund.me/2854fc09
Hello, my name is Nadi Abusidu , 36 years old, Gaza. I am posting this afte… Mazen Abusidu needs your support for Help Nadi and his fami
كل ما كنت تخشى حدوثه قد حدث بالفعل لنا.
What do you fear will happen in your life?
You can't protect your children
not finding anything to eat
Loss of loved ones
Not finding a house to sleep in
death
Or write in the comments what you fear might happen
If you vote, follow along with the nadi family about their suffering.
Hello, my name is Nadi Abusidu , 36 years old, Gaza. I am posting this afte… Mazen Abusidu needs your support for Help Nadi and his fami
Please help my children get out of the war
Hello, I am Nadi from Gaza, a father of four children. I am 36 years old. The war took from me everything I worked hard for and stayed up nights for. The house and car are gone, and my children's dreams are gone with the class and the destruction. Hunger has become our main concern and our only refuge. We cannot find anything to wear or even cover our minds from overthinking. My eldest daughter's dream was to be a doctor. My son dreamed of being a pilot and traveling the world. His younger brother dreams of being a farmer. My last child, Taim, was born in the war, not knowing the meaning of dreams. He was born with malnutrition and soft bones from lack of food during the months of pregnancy. The war has killed everything of value within us. Please stand with my children to escape the war and achieve their dreams and ambitions.
Help them escape the war.
Donation link gofund.me/2854fc09
Thank you to everyone who got me to 100 likes!
Hello, my name is Nadi Abusidu , 36 years old, Gaza. I am posting this afte… Mazen Abusidu needs your support for Help Nadi and his fami
Our cats couldn't leave you alone.
Donation link gofund.me/2854fc09
Famine steals children's dreams before they even taste them.
My children are barely ten years old, yet their eyes bear the weight of age.
Children who should be running in the fields, laughing, and living their childhood like any other child in the world.
Instead, they struggle every day with the hunger that ravages their tiny bodies.
At the age of roses, hunger is stronger than them.
They wake up every morning asking:
"Mama, is there any food today?" 😔💔
a simple question with no answer.
We have nothing left to offer them except hollow words of comfort that no longer soothe the pain of their empty stomachs.
Donation link here gofund.me/2854fc09
Donate for my nephew's children to get them out of the war and out of Gaza
Famine steals children's dreams before they even taste them.
My children are barely ten years old, yet their eyes bear the weight of age.
Children who should be running in the fields, laughing, and living their childhood like any other child in the world.
Instead, they struggle every day with the hunger that ravages their tiny bodies.
At the age of roses, hunger is stronger than them.
They wake up every morning asking:
"Mama, is there any food today?" 😔💔
a simple question with no answer.
We have nothing left to offer them except hollow words of comfort that no longer soothe the pain of their empty stomachs.
Donation link here gofund.me/2854fc09
This is how we are being killed by the most powerful military machine, while we are hungry, without clothes, sick, without hope or dignity. Donate to get my children out of the war.
Donation link click here