siraj

Journalist, Supporting my family through a verified campaign (#219) by Nabulsi. https://chuffed.org/project/121006-save-sirajs-family-from-the-threat-of-the-gaza-genocide-war

[fifthnormani]

Have you ever been taught CPR?

Yes, recently (<2.5 years ago)

Yes, a long time ago.

No.

Remaining time: 5 days 22 hours

I recently went through CPR training once more and the thing they always try to remind us is that the CPR alone cannot save the life of that person; they still need to go to the hospital. All it does is keep the blood pumping.

And I think about that concept in a wider scope a lot, like how I alone cannot save all the people of Gaza. But one way I can - and you can - keep helping ("keep the blood pumping") and maybe save one person's life is by continuing to share their stories + continuing to donate to their fundraisers on a regular basis (when it is possible, financially).

So please, please donate to my friend Siraj. I am very worried about him and his family. The last time they received a donation was 5 days ago. :( Reminder that they are #219 on nabulsi and el-shab-hussein’s list.

Surviving Genocide: Siraj Family

My name is Osama Radwan and I raise money for my friend Siraj, a former journalist from Gaza who lost his job at the beginning of the war, h

[fifthnormani]

Where you live, is it "too hot" by your own definition?

Yes

No

Voting ended onJul 10

In Gaza, as of the moment I am posting this, it is currently 88 degrees Fahrenheit (31.11111 degrees Celsius). That is the starting temperature, before one takes in the unclean air and before one takes in the fact that people are inside plastic tents. Plastic tents which grab heat and make every temperature feel that much worse.

My friend Siraj @siraj0 told me this morning on WhatsApp that he and his family are not well, they are suffering in the heat with insects.

Additionally, I saw something on Instagram about how right now in Gaza, a battery powered fan costs $500 and the actual battery to put in it is $1,000. That's absolutely ridiculous.

Siraj hasn't been on Tumblr to speak for himself lately (probably because of the heat and the bugs and everything else about surviving a genocide taking energy away from him) and because he hasn't been online, donations to his family have dropped. A few days ago, there was a $100 donation - and that's good, but infrequent big donations are not as helpful as frequent small donations.

I ask, if anyone can help my friend and his family survive the heat (and potentially buy a battery powered fan), please consider donating.

Reminder that he and his family are #219 on nabulsi and el-shab-hussein's list.

Surviving Genocide: Siraj Family

My name is Osama Radwan and I raise money for my friend Siraj, a former journalist from Gaza who lost his job at the beginning of the war, h

[siraj0]

They talked about us, but we are still under bombardment, and we are still being killed.

[siraj0]

Today I would like to share some news that brought me a small moment of joy.

The link to my campaign has been updated in the documentation file to number 219, thanks to my dear sister @fifthnormani 🩵 and close friend who reached out to @el-shab-Hussein and helped complete the update. I feel deeply grateful to her and to everyone who continues to stand by me and support this journey.

https://docs.google.com/spreadsheets/u/0/d/1yYkNp5U3ANwILl2MknJi9G7ArY4uVTEEQ1CVfzR8Ioo/htmlview

Despite this good news, the war in Gaza is still ongoing. We are still living under constant shelling, losing loved ones, while life becomes increasingly difficult due to the rising prices of essential goods.

Thank you to everyone who supported my campaign, shared it, or prayed for me. Your support gives me hope and reminds me that we are not alone in this hardship. We still need you to stand with us and share our story.

From the heart, thank you all. ❤️

[siraj0]

So there is no confusion

The blood being shed in Gaza is not the blood of sacrifice animals, but the blood of its people and children.

A night that was supposed to be filled with joy and preparations for Eid turned into fear, bombing, and farewell.

My children fell asleep early out of terror after a violent strike near us in Al-Rimal neighborhood, and the scenes were too painful to describe.

The war is still ongoing, and fear lives in every home in Gaza.

Please do not leave us alone… help share our voice and keep us in your prayers.

Tomorrow is Eid, yet my family has no food and no clothes for the children.

I ask anyone who can help to support us in any way possible, because even a small act of kindness can make a huge difference.

Surviving Genocide: Siraj Family

My name is Osama Radwan and I raise money for my friend Siraj, a former journalist from Gaza who lost his job at the beginning of the war, h

[siraj0]

The tent has become the worst thing the people of Gaza have experienced in this war—worse than displacement and hunger, even worse than loss itself. All of these experiences came and ended, but the tent has not ended. Its suffering, oppression, and pain have not ended. Its hardship continues, as does its cold in winter and flooding, and its scorching heat in summer.

This narrow space is used for sleeping, cooking, and even for relieving basic needs, yet it is not suitable for any of these purposes.

There is an urgent need today to secure simple materials to build a basic toilet inside or beside the tent, such as coverings, wooden boards, and insulation materials, in order to reduce this harsh situation and ensure a minimum level of human dignity.

Your support helps reduce the risk of diseases we are exposed to every day in these difficult conditions.

Surviving Genocide: Siraj Family

My name is Osama Radwan and I raise money for my friend Siraj, a former journalist from Gaza who lost his job at the beginning of the war, h

[siraj0]

The Israeli occupation forces killed this child moments ago in the Gaza Strip. 😥

What was this child's crime to be killed in such a horrific way⁉️

What was her father's crime, losing his beloved child because of the brutality and bloodthirstiness of this occupier⁉️

Where is the humanity that this world boasts about⁉️

[siraj0]

Urgent Appeal: Rodents Are Threatening Our Lives

We are living in tents that are not fit for human life rodents are everywhere, gnawing at everything: even children, food, blankets, clothes, and the tents themselves. There is nothing protecting us from these pests, and the situation is getting worse every day.

There are poisons to fight them, but they are extremely expensive and we cannot afford them. We need your support to help purchase them. The required amount is €250.

This is no longer just an inconvenience it has become a serious danger. A few days ago, a neighbor’s infant was harmed when a rat bit his face, a shocking incident that has left us all in fear.

We urgently need a solution before things get even worse. Your support today could help save a life.

Surviving Genocide: Siraj Family

My name is Osama Radwan and I raise money for my friend Siraj, a former journalist from Gaza who lost his job at the beginning of the war, h

Please consider helping, or at least share this post so it can reach someone who can.

[siraj0]

Since writing the post, no donations have arrived. I feel very sad about the situation we have reached.

[siraj0]

Urgent Appeal: Rodents Are Threatening Our Lives

We are living in tents that are not fit for human life rodents are everywhere, gnawing at everything: even children, food, blankets, clothes, and the tents themselves. There is nothing protecting us from these pests, and the situation is getting worse every day.

There are poisons to fight them, but they are extremely expensive and we cannot afford them. We need your support to help purchase them. The required amount is €250.

This is no longer just an inconvenience it has become a serious danger. A few days ago, a neighbor’s infant was harmed when a rat bit his face, a shocking incident that has left us all in fear.

We urgently need a solution before things get even worse. Your support today could help save a life.

Surviving Genocide: Siraj Family

My name is Osama Radwan and I raise money for my friend Siraj, a former journalist from Gaza who lost his job at the beginning of the war, h

Please consider helping, or at least share this post so it can reach someone who can.

[siraj0]

What does it mean to live in a tent?

It means losing one of the most valuable things a person can have in life: privacy. A thin piece of fabric separates you from the outside world—it does not block sound or provide real cover. You cannot speak, not even in a whisper, without being heard by neighbors and passersby.

It also means that even the most basic human needs become a source of distress. Going to relieve oneself is no longer a comfort, but an experience filled with embarrassment. Many people have even reduced their food and water intake just to avoid using the bathroom, which has led to illnesses that weaken their bodies and drain their strength.

Living in a tent means being constantly drenched in sweat, day and night. With the severe water shortages we face and the lack of cleaning supplies, skin diseases spread and suffering increases.

A tent is a place of illness, hardship, and oppression. I do not say this to spread despair, but we must not romanticize life in tents—it is, in many ways, a slow death. A tent can feel like a grave for the living.

As for my need today, it is something I feel shy to ask for: I need a 1000-liter water tank for the bathroom so that my family can meet their basic needs with dignity.

Surviving Genocide: Siraj Family

My name is Osama Radwan and I raise money for my friend Siraj, a former journalist from Gaza who lost his job at the beginning of the war, h

[siraj0]

What does it mean to live in a tent?

It means losing one of the most valuable things a person can have in life: privacy. A thin piece of fabric separates you from the outside world—it does not block sound or provide real cover. You cannot speak, not even in a whisper, without being heard by neighbors and passersby.

It also means that even the most basic human needs become a source of distress. Going to relieve oneself is no longer a comfort, but an experience filled with embarrassment. Many people have even reduced their food and water intake just to avoid using the bathroom, which has led to illnesses that weaken their bodies and drain their strength.

Living in a tent means being constantly drenched in sweat, day and night. With the severe water shortages we face and the lack of cleaning supplies, skin diseases spread and suffering increases.

A tent is a place of illness, hardship, and oppression. I do not say this to spread despair, but we must not romanticize life in tents—it is, in many ways, a slow death. A tent can feel like a grave for the living.

As for my need today, it is something I feel shy to ask for: I need a 1000-liter water tank for the bathroom so that my family can meet their basic needs with dignity.

Surviving Genocide: Siraj Family

My name is Osama Radwan and I raise money for my friend Siraj, a former journalist from Gaza who lost his job at the beginning of the war, h

[siraj0]

A Return After Absence

But With Greater Pain🥹

Surviving Genocide: Siraj Family

My name is Osama Radwan and I raise money for my friend Siraj, a former journalist from Gaza who lost his job at the beginning of the war, h

It is not easy for me to write these words but what is even harder is to remain silent.

The past period has been one of the most difficult we have ever endured.

The closure of the bank account linked to the campaign was not a small obstacle it prevented us from accessing the funds that were sent during the last month, leaving us unable to meet even our most basic needs.

Thankfully, the issue was resolved today, and the campaign has now been connected to a new bank account. But the damage from that time still weighs heavily on us.

We are now facing a real and urgent danger.

There is a virus spreading along with severe cold waves, and my children have fallen ill…

My son, Amir, in particular, is suffering badly and urgently needs treatment. I am standing here helpless, unable to afford the cost of his care. There is no pain greater than watching your child suffer while you can do nothing to help.

With the holiday approaching, what should be a time of joy has become a source of pain

because I cannot even provide my children with new clothes for the occasion.

This is not just words this is the reality we are living every moment.

And all of this has been a direct result of the bank account closure and the lack of support for the campaign during the past period.

Today, I am not asking gently I am asking for urgent help.

Time is not on our side, and this situation cannot be delayed any longer.

Please, if you are able, donate now.

Any amount, no matter how small, could mean treatment for a sick child or a moment of happiness for a broken heart.

And if you cannot donate, please share this message

it might reach someone who can help.

Please do not let us reach a point where regret is too late

Help us before it is too late.

[stillwritingtoday]

This is not the kind of post a mother wants to write

When I look at this picture, I see a child who should be allowed to enjoy a beautiful moment without fear or worry. But I am writing this because I need help providing basic essentials for my family.

I am sharing this because I want people to see him first, and to remember that behind every fundr@iser_ there is a real family trying to hold on.

If you can don@te_, thank you.

If you can’t, reblogging this post would still h_elp us.

Verified #279

[siraj0]

This year, Ramadan is filled with tears and stained with memories. Around a table under a worn-out tent, survivors of war remember loved ones who have passed. Not a single table is without an empty seat a void left behind that can never be filled. ‘He used to sit here,’ ‘She loved this dish’ and so, we are full of memories and tears long before we are full of food.

Our suffering continues as we struggle to provide the basics for our family. Currently, our support campaign is very weak and barely reaching anyone. We urgently need your help to secure food and medicine for our children. Please, don't let us face this hunger and grief alone.

Surviving Genocide: Siraj Family

My name is Osama Radwan and I raise money for my friend Siraj, a former journalist from Gaza who lost his job at the beginning of the war, h

[siraj0]

This year, Ramadan is filled with tears and stained with memories. Around a table under a worn-out tent, survivors of war remember loved ones who have passed. Not a single table is without an empty seat a void left behind that can never be filled. ‘He used to sit here,’ ‘She loved this dish’ and so, we are full of memories and tears long before we are full of food.

Our suffering continues as we struggle to provide the basics for our family. Currently, our support campaign is very weak and barely reaching anyone. We urgently need your help to secure food and medicine for our children. Please, don't let us face this hunger and grief alone.

Surviving Genocide: Siraj Family

My name is Osama Radwan and I raise money for my friend Siraj, a former journalist from Gaza who lost his job at the beginning of the war, h

[siraj0]

Two Ramadans have passed us by, heavier than hearts can bear. Ramadans where balconies were not lit with lanterns, but the sky was ablaze with inextinguishable fires. We did not hear the cannons of Iftar, but the cannons of death.

Killing and displacement, homelessness without shelter, hunger that knocks on intestines before doors, a thirst as dry as children’s throats, and blood that reached the earth before the water of Wudu.

Ramadans we prayed in haste, broke our fast on fear, and slept on a grief that never rests. This is the Ramadan we hope will be different... that it passes without shelling to terrify our Suhoor, without hunger to spoil the joy of Iftar, and without the news of a martyr to extinguish a home’s lamp.

We pray for a Ramadan of tranquility, not of ruin and exhaustion; of fullness, not of queues; and of safety, not of graves. O Allah, let us reach Ramadan without losing anyone, and without losing a homeland. Make it a month of mending after brokenness, and relief after a long wait."

[siraj0]

In the last two days here, Gaza has witnessed more than one death from a heart attack; the person is normal, does not show any signs of illness, eats, drinks and talks, then suddenly we hear the news of his death. I am not surprised and will not be surprised by these news; for the people of Gaza are suppressing within themselves volcanoes boiling with oppression, sadness and pain, and no one knows what is in their hearts except God. So, O God, grant peace to the hearts of the people of Gaza, comfort to their souls, and compensate them, O Generous One.