I am Jaafar from Gaza. I am currently in northern Gaza, and we have not yet been displaced to the south. Things are very difficult here — the cost of moving to the south is $1,000, and a single tent also costs $1,000, if we can even find a place in southern Gaza. The south is overcrowded, and renting a plot of land costs $1,000 per month, or even more depending on the area. 🙂😢
I started a donation campaign in the middle of the war and received good support, but due to personal circumstances, I recently created a new link, and unfortunately, I have only received a small amount of donations so far. 😓💔 I appeal to you to help me with my new campaign and donate whatever you can 🥺😭. Every amount you give will save the lives of my family and me and may help us cover the cost of moving to southern Gaza! 😓 Thank you, and I pray that God blesses you and provides for you 🧡🫂
Here is the donation link ⬇️**
Hello, my name is Elizabeth Barnes and I am a US citizen organizing this campaign on behalf of my friend Jaafar, who is raising funds to sup
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💔 From Gaza… where suffering has become daily life 💔
I am from Gaza — a father whose only goal is to keep his children alive.Our home was destroyed 🏚️,
and we no longer have a place to shelter.We move from one place to another, searching for safety, warmth, and a piece of bread 🍞.
My children go to sleep hungry 😢,and my wife and daughter were injured and are still living with pain 💔.
There is no work, no income, and no certainty about tomorrow — only fear.In Gaza, we do not dream big dreams.We only dream of a day that passes in peace 🌅,
a meal that fills our children’s stomachs,and a night where they can sleep withouut the sound of bombing.This is not just a story of sorrow,but the testimony of a human being trying to survive,clinging to life despite everything.Gaza is not numbers.
Gaza is faces, children, and hearts that grow tired — but never surrender 🇵🇸
I don’t even know how to begin this, but I truly need your help😓💔
I am very sick. I already went through one surgery, and now I urgently need another one that costs $300. I simply don’t have this amount, and I am terrified of what could happen if I can’t get this operation.
I am a mother of two little girls. They are my whole world I cannot bear the thought of something happening to me and leaving them behind with no one. This fear is with me every single moment.
Please, I am begging you even the smallest help can make a difference. If just a few kind people donate $20 each, we can reach the $300 and give me a chance to have this surgery and stay with my daughters.
$20 may seem small, but to me it means hope… it means life.
Please don’t leave me alone in this. Your kindness could save me.
Thank you from the bottom of my heart 🤍
Nedda, her husband, and their young daughter lost their home in Gaza when it was destroyed by a rocket during the recent war. Like many othe
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🎓 Sponsor a university student from Gaza… and give them a real opportunity for the future
Despite the difficult circumstances faced by university students in Gaza, there are still talented and ambitious young people who simply need a real opportunity to learn, train, and launch their careers.
At the Isnad Foundation , we are launching a specialized field training program for university students in engineering and software disciplines, preparing them for the job market.
The program aims to provide students with practical training in an environment that simulates the real job market, so that each student leaves with:
✔️ A real project in their portfolio
✔️ Real-world practical experience
✔️ Completion of their field course
✔️ Skills that qualify them for freelance work or employment
After a four-day break for Eid al-Adha, we're back today with three donors contributing $175. This means we've sponsored three and a half students so far, and we need six more. Donate now $25 or $50 to sponsor a student.
Four out of ten students were sponsored in the field training program. Each share is worth $50. Students will receive field training in Gaza in a safe learning environment, complete the field training course at the university, undertake real-world projects, and enter the job market.
I am Mohammed, I live in the northern besieged Gaza Strip, I am 21 years old, I have always tried to create a beautiful future for myself in which I achieve all my wishes. I had ambitions and dreams, but they evaporated because of the war, but I still want to achieve them despite the siege. During the war, I lost many things, including my university, my dreams, my job, and some friends. Despite that, I still want to achieve my dreams and ambitions. I want to rebuild my life again, so please help me in that and rebuild my life. Therefore,
please donate as much as you can because that helps me a lot. If you cannot donate, tell people about my suffering.
My name is Mohammed, I live in a neighborhood in Shujaiyya, an area in the north of Gaza. I am 21 years old , the eldest among my siblings.
This may be my last words or the last time I write a post, so I will not forgive anyone who sees this post and does not support me even with a single word and ignores me.
I write these words in deep pain, with tears filling my eyes. I can no longer endure this situation. Hunger has exhausted me, along with my mother’s illness (liver cirrhosis) and the high cost of the medication she needs.
All I care about is easing my mother’s suffering from the illness she is facing and the constant pain that accompanies her. I am also trying to save my sick wife, who has been suffering from severe malnutrition and a serious lack of nutrients for many months. I beg you to help me buy the necessary medicine and treatment for both of them so they can regain their health and continue their lives, and help me save myself and my entire family.
Please donate if you are able. Your donation will allow me to buy medicine for my mother and provide treatment and food for my wife. It will save my mother, save my wife, save me, and save my whole family. Our lives are threatened by hunger and illness
Friends donations are very low right now. I beg you to please share this post and donate now if you can. Your support is extremely important to us and can truly make a difference in this moment
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I am writing to you with a heart crushed by endless tears, from a hospital bed where fear and pain surround me. Every moment feels heavier than the last, and I am desperate for help to save myself and my children
My name is Suhaila, a mother of four children.
I am writing these words from inside the hospital, with a heart full of fear and pain.
My health is very critical. My iron level is 6,
and my little daughter Miral’s iron level is 5.
I urgently need donations to buy the medicine and save our lives
My husband is injured and unable to work. We have no income and no protection.
Our family lives in a torn tent, exposed to cold, hunger, and fear every day.
My health is very critical. My iron level is 6,
and my little daughter Miral’s iron level is 5.
She is so weak… her small body is fading, and I cannot afford the medicine or the food she needs to survive.
Right now, my daughter and I are in the hospital, waiting helplessly.
My other children are alone in the tent, hungry and scared.
We are not asking for luxury.
We are asking for treatment to stay alive
and food so my children do not die.
Please, do not let my children lose their mother,
and do not let me lose my daughter in front of my eyes.
Help us. Save us. We are slowly dying. 😭💔🙏
Donation link
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