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Our last hope of survival is collapsing. The campaign is moving very slowly. Asking for help every time is embarrassing and uncomfortable, but I feel like I have no choice but to do it again. The genocide does not stop, and day after day, things do not get easier, and we cannot adapt. Our dreams, studies, and work are all on hold while we feel like the world carelessly goes on. Help us survive and resume our lives. We got out to safety, me, my family, and my children.
I ask for help from everyone who loves my children💔😭
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Hello, I am Nour from Gaza. I am 35 years old. I have 5 children: Muhammad, 13… Gz Thrift needs your support for Help Nour's Family Rebuild
I never thought I would be writing this. I never thought I would be begging for help just to keep my children warm, just to feed them one more meal. But here I am, reaching out to you, because I have no other choice.
My name is Rola. I am a mother of two beautiful children, and before October 7th, we had a life filled with love and laughter. We had a home. My children had their own room, filled with their toys and drawings. We would sit together on our balcony, drinking coffee in the early morning light. We had dreams, just like any other family.
But in an instant, it was all gone.
A missile struck. The earth shook beneath us. The air filled with dust and fire. My husband and son ran, stumbling over each other in terror. I stood frozen, the ringing in my ears drowning out my own screams. Our home was shattered—windows blown out, doors ripped from their hinges. And when I looked outside, our neighbor’s house, a place that once echoed with children's laughter, was nothing but rubble and ash.
That was just the beginning.
The bombs never stopped. Every night, I held my children close as the sky rained fire. The sound of explosions mixed with the cries of mothers searching for their babies in the darkness. I covered my children, whispering words of comfort, but how do you comfort a child who is terrified of dying in their sleep?
We had to leave. We walked away from everything—our home, our memories, the warmth of our life before. My children left behind their favorite toys, their books, their safe space. Now, we have nothing.
No home.
No food.
No clean water.
No way out.
I went to buy sugar the other day. It cost $20 for just a kilo. Food is disappearing, and the little that remains is impossible to afford. Every day, I fight to find just enough to keep my children alive.
I am exhausted. I am scared. I need your help.
I never imagined I would have to beg for my family’s survival. But today, I am.
Please, if you are reading this, help us. Help me save my children. Help us find shelter, food, a way to rebuild even a small piece of the life we lost. If we ever have the chance to leave, we need support. If we are forced to stay, we need a home again.
Every donation matters. Every share helps. Every voice that speaks for us keeps hope alive.
💚 Please donate if you can. Share our story. Help us survive. 💚
Hi I am Fatima and live in London UK. I have known Rola now for appr… Fatima Rajwani needs your support for From Despair to Hope: Help us to
Hello friends, I am Nepal from North Ghara my family consists of 9 members, me, my husband and my seven small children, the eldest of whom is Batool, 14 years old, and the youngest are twins Ahmed and Mahmoud, five years old.
We live a very difficult life, our lives have been turned upside down, we used to live a very beautiful life, but now we are displaced from one place to another, fleeing from the sounds of explosions and constant bombing, death follows us wherever we go. But I have survived so far, me and my children,
andwe do not know how the coming days will be,
and other than that, the extreme cold and lack of food
only those who live in these condition know the situation and the little ones sleep every day without food, crying until they fall asleep from the intensity of hunger and in order not to become beggars, I launched through this platform a donation campaign Irealize that you can help in
the name of humanity,in
the name of humanity, and in the name of heavenly religions, I address your living conscience
, I know very well that this is our fate and the fate of my children, but I am doing the thing that everyone might do if he were in my place
, we live war, poverty, humiliation, fear and meaning for
God to preserve all his creatures. .
Be one of the donors or participants in communicating my cry to everyone.
Your donation may make me feel safe and may contribute to saving my family Donate and contribute to
Hello everyone, I am Muhammad Al-Sir. I am 42 years old from … Muhammad Alsir needs your support for Helping my family survive the danger of
My name is Eman, and I am a mother of three young children. Until recently, we had a home, a life, and a sense of stability in Gaza. I ran a small office, worked hard to provide for my family, and like any mother, I dreamed of a better future for my children.
But everything changed in an instant. The war in Gaza destroyed our home, my office, and my livelihood. In a matter of moments, our lives were turned upside down, and we were forced to flee, leaving behind the only life we knew.
**Help Iman Rebuild After the War in Gaza**
My name is Eman, and I am a mothe… Eman Abosedo needs your support for Help Eman Rebuild Aft
Now, my children and I are refugees in a new city, trying to find a way to rebuild from nothing. We have lost not just our home and possessions but also our sense of security and hope. My children ask me daily when we can go home, but I have no answer for them. The war has taken everything from us.
I am reaching out for help because I believe in the kindness and generosity of people. With your support, we can start to rebuild our lives. Donations will go towards finding a safe place for my children, securing basic necessities, and eventually, rebuilding a new future for us all.
**Help Iman Rebuild After the War in Gaza**
My name is Eman, and I am a mothe… Eman Abosedo needs your support for Help Eman Rebuild Aft
Your contribution, no matter how small, will make a huge difference in our lives. Please help us rebuild after this unimaginable loss. Together, we can restore hope for my children and give them the chance to heal and thrive.
■ The so-called “blood explosion” which punctuates the conclusion of Akira Kurosawa’s 1962 movie Sanjuro remains one of the most memorable and influential special effects in film history.
Production designer Yoshiro Muraki would later recall this scene was filmed in a single take. No such effect had ever been attempted before, as movies of the time rarely showed violence with graphic detail. Filled with uncertainty, Muraki worried the blood spray he’d rigged up wouldn’t impress Kurosawa, so he added an extra 30 pounds of pressure to the fluid pump. At the moment the pump was activated, the additional pressure caused the compressor hose attached to actor Tatsuya Nakadai to blow a coupling which created a slight, unintentional delay before the fake blood began to spray, and caused a much larger gush of fluid than planned. It sprayed so powerfully Nakadai claimed it almost lifted him off the ground. His heart sinking, as he believed the delay and over-pressure had ruined the effect, Muraki nervously glanced at director Akira Kurosawa, but Kurosawa only nodded in approval.
Its crazy to think that this iconic visual that has been so ubiquitous in pop culture for so long despite that the source material barely being known by people all came from actors staying in character thru an FX malfunction.
Sanjuro and its predecessor, Yojimbo, are both available FOR FREE on The Internet Archive! They’re KICK ASS movies and you should watch them!! You have no reason not to!!!
If you like anime, if you like Westerns, if you like samurai or cowboy tropes at all, you should really really watch some of Akira Kurosawa’s films! Rashomon is also very good and has had a really profound impact on modern film and storytelling!!
I am Laila Shaqura, a displaced person from northern Gaza to southern Gaza, specifically the city of Rafah.
In light of this ongoing aggression, there is no glimmer of hope except for you and your standing with us. I tell you the story of my mother and her fetus in this war.
In the midst of this devastation, the expectant mother faces countless challenges. She suffers from malnutrition due to a lack of healthy food, which exposes her and her fetus to multiple health risks. Due to the lack of adequate health care and weak immunity, this led to her contracting hepatitis, anemia, intestinal diseases, and preeclampsia.
In addition, the psychological pressure resulting from war and displacement increases her suffering. The constant concern for the safety of the family and the fear of the sound of the continuing violent bombing tonight led to high blood pressure, imbalance in movement, and fainting this morning. It was a very bad morning.
Despite the sound of cannons, the sound of bullets, the bombing, the fear and anxiety, a new life continues to form inside the mother’s womb. My mother held me with hope for the future, but the war stole from her the ability to dream.
Not only did she carry a fetus, but she also carried the burdens and pain of war.
The pain of her pregnancy increases with the weight of the war and its sorrows. She carried life in her belly and the war destroys life around her. We sometimes wonder,
Will this expected child live in such a broken world?
At this moment, I wonder if the war will take this awaited child from us before he sees the light??!
Rafah is no longer safe, and the sounds of bombing intensify every night.
There is no time to escape death. My mother's health condition is deteriorating. There is no health care. We want her to stay alive.
This is about the lives of two people (a mother and her child).
Let us extend a helping hand to those who have lost everything.Your donation can give new lives and hope for the future.
Please help us by sharing the post on your page so that we can collect donations and get out of the war. You are our hope. I will be very grateful to you . ❤️🙏🏼
"this fundraiser is vetted by nabulsi, fallahifag, el-shab-hussein, ibtisams, sayruq"
Let’s help Laila, Bassam, and their children get to safety!
I am Ahmed Shaqqoura, a resident of France, the only hope for my brother and his family, I tell y… Ahmed Shaqqoura needs your support for He
idk how many people have seen this going around on instagram and i have a lot of thoughts that i don't feel like posting on personal socials cause ive been nonstop yapping there anyways.
it's great to see this many shares of support, don't get me wrong. but there's something so hollow and cynical about a sanitized, ai generated, literal mile high view of some neat rows of refugee tents when there is real footage of people burning alive. there are probably more "tents" in that picture than there are people left in rafah.
there is real art, real pictures, real video, real stories coming out of palestine, and yet this is what people decide to share. this puts no eyes on rafah. this does nothing except placate people into feeling like they've done enough, and to not search for any real direct action. it's just fuckin frustrating man
