The best thing about new zealand english is we get to pick and choose what we like from american english and british english.
The bad thing is that sometimes we choose wrong.
Like. Americans have fries and chips vs brits have chips and crisps. Both valid.
Here? We have chips and chips.
Youd think it'd be fine and that you can figure out which one a person is talking about from context but trust me a good percentage of the time you cannot. And often the person will try to differentiate them by clarifying they meant "Potato chips" only for them to realise a second later that both chips are made from potatoes
Australian here: we can clarify by amending it to "hot chips", but only if you're talking about hot chips. Otherwise you're stuck saying "you know, chips chips" and miming opening a plastic bag.
We have 'hot chips' as a clarifying term right here in Aotearoa too, and i am perplexed by OP simply not mentioning that detail. in fact, as decidedly not logical as it is, the differentiation has for my entire life been between "hot chips" and "potato chips" so using the latter isn't unclear at all
I am Hadeel Mikki from Gaza, Palestine and this is my husband Waseem Mikki, my daughters Mira and Nadia, My mother Tahani Mikki, and my two brothers.
Hello everyone..
I am Hadeel Mikki from Gaza, Palestine and this is m… MOHAMED E M Mikki needs your support for Help My Two Daughters Es
Here is our story - Ever since the morning of the 7th of October, none of our lives have been the same. Everything in our lives has been disrupted. The first night since the beginning of the war, our home got partially destroyed because of a very close Israeli strike.
Despite the damage, we stayed home for another two weeks until suddenly and without preparation, we were told to evacuate our homes and we’d be in danger. From this moment our endless journey of suffering and pain began.
Throughout this journey, we later Knew that our home of three floors where my family and my uncle-in-law family live. My uncle family of 5 members did not leave our home and it has got bombed directly and completely destroyed and all of them were martyred.
My father-in-law his heart could not bear all this pain and all this grief; so he got sick. He found himself living the darkest of realities and through the scarcity of medicine and lack of medical resources in the hospitals, he passed away.
My husband, Waseem, was very sad, and my daughters missed their grandfather, who used to play with them and bring them toys.
The situation was very difficult for my children, and my eldest daughter, Mira, kept crying and wanted to go and see her grandfather, and she did not realize that he had gone and would never return.
So we moved in with my husband, children, and I, full of great sadness, with my mother and two brothers, who are the only survivors of my family; They are all that I have left, and I hope that we will all escape with our lives outside of war and destruction, and that my children will survive. We do not want to lose them.
Our future has become unknown, our present is unbearable, unlivable by human standards. We’re stuck in a harsh reality each moment. We live in a constant state of sounds of explosions, bullets raining down on us, artillery shells, and warplanes dropping destructive missiles on us every day.
In addition to our ongoing suffering to this day: lack of resources, humanitarian aid, medicine, and food. We can barely find food for my girls, as they eat one meal during the day and spend the rest of the day crying.
This is my daughters enjoying a life before 7th October.
But now my princess Mira stay alone all the time remember her previous life, her school, her friends, our beautiful life, and all places we were visited with Mira and Nadia as a beautiful family and still cry I need my school, I need my friends, I need my toys.
This is the cry of a mother and father. We hope that our children will be given the opportunity to live in peace and security and have access to food and a safe life like the rest of the children of the world everywhere.
Now I am pregnant in the 4th month , and I don't know how I will get the baby, there is no hospitals , no pregnancy care , no food , no clean water, so I am worried about this pregnant with these circumstances.
Maybe this fundraising effort is like a beacon in the darkness, our sole source of hope that we hold onto tightly. I urge the world to listen to my plea and the sorrowful cries of my Gaza kin. We desperately require the helping hand that can dry our tears and lead us to safety.
Your contribution is more than just money; it's a chance to reconstruct life and illuminate a brighter future. Join us in shaping a tale of hope, as we rely on your support to begin afresh.
The purpose of the fundraising campaign
The objective of this fundraising drive is to secure the passage of my family, comprising my husband, two daughters, mother, two brothers, and myself, through the Rafah Crossing to Egypt. Presently, this journey necessitates £5000 per person. This campaign stands as our sole opportunity for survival, and I earnestly implore your aid during this pivotal juncture. Rest assured, I will furnish you with a detailed breakdown of the expenses, vowing transparency, and lucidity throughout.
Hello everyone..
I am Hadeel Mikki from Gaza, Palestine and this is m… MOHAMED E M Mikki needs your support for Help My Two Daughters Es
Breakdown of Expenses
• Rafah/Egypt crossing: €5000 per person (a total of €25,000 for five adult family members)
€2,500 per child (a total of €5,000 for two children family members)
The best part of a story is when the protagonist's rival and thematic foil gets framed or hunted down or something by The System and they show up unexpectedly on the protagonist's doorstep asking for help because they didn't have anywhere else to go
I'm writing to you in hopes that you will help me by donating, sharing, or reblogging the gofundme link. I need those donations to save my family from the war that destroyed my home and work and the death of some of my family members 😢😥
I am also five months pregnant and need proper health care and medication 🚨
Every donation, share, or reblog contributes to saving our lives from this war 😢🙏
Thank you for your trust and support 🌹
Kia ora Hadeel,
Of course, I'll do what little I can. I'll also schedule your post to reblog later in the day.
Everyone, Hadeel has already lost much of her family to this genocide. She and the few who remain are faced with constant danger and are lucky to get so much as a single meal a day right now. She's also pregnant, which adds further danger and potential health problems to staying in Gaza. She's a little less than halfway to her goal right now, and needs every donation she can get. She can be helped here, and she has broken down the specifics of the expenses involved. Her story has also been vetted. Please donate if you can, and share again if you can't.
🚨Trapped Family in Gaza Appeals for Help to Survive
A Plea for Help from Gaza: A Family Seeking Safety
Hello, I am Hashem Al-Shawish, married to Samar shamia(@samarsh97). I have a child born in the war, his name is Omar. He is 6 months old.
We live in the midst of the ongoing hellish war in Gaza, trapped between walls of fear and despair.
Hello everyone, I hope you take a minute to read our story.
I’m Hashem Al-S… Hashim Friend needs your support for Help my family survive an
We struggle daily to survive in an environment filled with threats and dangers.
We are originally from the north of the Gaza Strip, but at the beginning of the war we were displaced several times without anything. Our house was completely destroyed and we are now homeless.
We urgently appeal to your moral and financial assistance to cover the costs needed to escape to a safe environment and to cover the needs of my child, where we can build a better future for our children and ensure the safety of our family.
We are in desperate need of your support. Any donation, no matter how small, can help save our lives. Thank you for your attention and support during these harsh times.
GoFundMe Campaign Link ♥️ :
Hello everyone, I hope you take a minute to read our story.
I’m Hashem Al-S… Hashim Friend needs your support for Help my family survive an
Please help me by donating and sharing. The situation for me and my child is very catastrophic. I want to meet the needs of my family and my child 🙏🏻💔
http://gofund.me/5b6f1940
Kia ora Hashem, of course I'll do what I can. I'll also schedule your post to be reblogged later in the day.
Everyone, Hashem has already lost his father in this genocide. He's trying to evacuate himself, his wife and their infant child, and his mother and siblings. That takes a horrific amount of money and right now he's at only about 12% of his goal, so he needs every little bit any of us can spare.
You can help him here, and his story has been vetted.
What would you say to yourself if you could travel back in time?
This ask straight up despawned from my inbox for like 3 days, so now that it's back i'm going to do my best to answer it before it goes into hiding again
This is so vague, which is not so much a criticism of anon as it is "If i answered every possible way i could, my answer would be longer than a novel". I have to assume the base premise is working under the assumption nothing I could say would cause a time paradox or anything like that, and for simplicity's sake I'll also assume my past self just accepts without question that I am indeed from their future and takes what I say at face value, but I would still have to examine the ramifications of any changes I might create
For example, if I went back to 2021 and warned my past self that the landlord of that place we ended up moving to would sell it out from under us and tell us to leave only a couple of months into our year-long lease (extremely illegal, obviously, but the law has no real power over landlords here), that might spare us the expenses of moving to that place - but if we hadn't moved there, we probably wouldn't have ended up moving to this apartment we're in now either, and this is the closest thing to actually secure housing I've ever had, not to mention the best possible place I could've been living throughout having kidney failure, so I wouldn't want to create that scenario despite everything that happened along the way.
But that's a simple example. There are a lot of other instances where there's no telling what the consequences of trying to warn myself off doing something might be.
It extends to other things as well. For example, if I told my past self that Revue Starlight is legit good and I should stop hesitating and give it a shot, I might ironically end up not becoming such close friends with the person who ended up convincing me to try it, and that's unacceptable to me
There's a few smaller areas where it might be safe to give a warning about something. For example it's hard to imagine any dire consequences emerging from it if i went back to 2022 and warned myself not to go back to studying because my kidneys would fail 4 weeks into the semester and force me to withdraw yet again, I can't imagine any negative consequences emerging from that. But it's also insignificant enough it feels like a waste of the opportunity provided
I think if I were to be willing to take the opportunity to just completely alter the course of my life, probably what I'd do is speak to my pre-teen self and tell them to stop fucking around with programming and psych and so on, and prioritise theatre, and advise them on what classes to take upon reaching high school to that end. There wasn't exactly a lot of opportunity to do much with it in the shitass little town I lived in back then, but I think focusing on it would still have opened up paths for me that would have resulted in me avoiding, for example, the injury to my knee that still afflicts me 20 years later, and I would probably have turned out a generally happier person. Of course it wouldn't result in me not being mentally ill, or prevent the sudden and rapid decline of kidney function, etc, and by nature of that it's probably not unreasonable to assume I would still, for example, have met my partner and the aforementioned friend. Obviously there's no way to be certain of this but I think it's probably the best thing I could do for my past self that would significantly improve my life without beng too likely to the parts of my current life that're actually good.
Hello Everyone... I am Mohamed Mikki From Gaza, Palestine. 24 years old, my life has been difficult since I was young, when I was 17 years old, I lost my father, and with my determination to build my future, I decided to continue my education in the field of multimedia technology and develop my skills through many courses in the same field, and I was working alongside my studies to cover my expenses in the field of graphic design, I was preparing myself to establish my life and future.
My Father:
Help MOHAMED MIKKI reach their goal by donating or sharing with your friends.
When I try hard and acheived success in my university college :
When I start my own work:
But the war in Gaza, especially in the north, brought with it a great tragedy, the war destroyed my home, my university, and my work, I was in the north, and I was displaced to the south where I faced famine and moved from one place to another in search of safety.
I have lived countless difficult and painful days during my many attempts to escape death, bombing, and destruction. In my places of displacement that the army says are safe but are never, life has become limited to escaping danger and searching for food among the rubble of destroyed homes.
My dream now is to travel abroad to continue my education, develop my skills, survive, and build my future that has been destroyed, as for the past nine months I have been unemployed due to the war conditions and the power and internet outage since the first day of the war, in addition to the frequent movement from one place to another to escape the war machine, missiles and death, as there was no stability for the absent work conditions.
Here your generosity can make a big difference, your support will help me rebuild my life and continue my education and will provide me with the opportunity to escape the circle of danger and destruction and strive towards a future full of hope and potential.
I humbly ask you to help raise funds to cover the costs of travel, education, and basic expenses as I seek to start a new life, every contribution, no matter how small, brings me a step closer to safety, stability, success, and building a better future.
Breakdown of Expenses
Rafah/Egypt crossing: $5000
Minimum Living Costs: $3000/per month
Egypt/Canada Tickets: $5000
Minimum Living Costs in Canada: $7000/per month
Help MOHAMED MIKKI reach their goal by donating or sharing with your friends.
Thank you from the bottom of my heart for your interest in my request, your support means more to me than words can express, with your help I can turn a story of loss into a journey of hope and resilience...
I'm sending you a message, hoping you can help me.🤩🙏
I have a fundraiser, and I'm new to Tumblr.🌹
I hope you will help me spread the word and reach the campaign goal. ⚡🎯
Best Regards 🙏🌹
Mohammed
Kia ora Mohamed, of course I'll help to the extent that I can.
Everyone, Mohamed has lost his home and his university, and is facing starvation. He has been displaced many times by lies of promised safe regions. He's trying to flee to Egypt and then Canada to rebuild his life. Right now, he's less than 10% of the way to his goal, and needs all the support he can get. Please help if you can. His campaign has also been verified by 90-ghost.
Mohamed, I'll also schedule the post on your page to be reblogged later today.