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A Call for Help Amidst the Devastation in Gaza
My name is Hanan Al-Salout, a Palestinian mother and children's counselor. I write to you today with a heart heavy with indescribable pain and sorrow, due to the loss and destruction my family has faced as a result of the war.ππ’
The relentless violence has taken everything from us our home, our livelihoods, and even the sense of safety we once had. I lost my job, and my husband He lost his job too is fighting with all his strength to keep our family standing amid unbearable suffering. ππ
But the greatest pain is seeing my little child, Yaseen, who is not even two years old, live in constant fear. Every day he wakes up to the horrors of war, sheltered by a torn tent that no longer protects us from the cold or the wind. π
My elderly mother-in-law is also suffering, as the catastrophic conditions of the war exceed her weak body's ability to endure, causing her to suffer from anemia and severe weakness, leaving her in a pitiable state! π’π
Winter storms have destroyed the last bit of shelter we had, leaving us exposed to the harsh elements. We have sold everything we own,
Now all we have left are our prayers and hope that your compassionate hearts will hear our plea.
This war has turned into an extermination of innocent families, children, and dreams. We live each day in fear of becoming another number in the growing list of casualties. π’
We plead with you to look upon us with mercy. Your support could be the difference between life and death for my family. ππ€
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I understand that museums have to be dark because light can destroy fragile artifacts. That said, Iβm always afraid to walk around the blind corners because what if there is a skeleton
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My family and I have faced unimaginable challenges due to the ongoing conflict in our homeland.
My father, Samir Siamβ€πΉ, and I have become without a source of income, and we cannot even afford to buy a morsel of food. I used to work at a petrol station to support my family, but the current circumstances have made it impossible to continue. Despite everything, I am determined to complete my studies and pursue a career in programming, but my familyβs urgent needs have become a heavy burden.
My familyβs priority now is my mother's healthβ₯πΉππ».We urgently need assistance to provide her with proper medical treatment, along with basic necessities like food, water, and shelter. My dream is not only to secure my future through education but also to ensure my family can survive these difficult times.
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just wanna say that Iβm moving countries in a month and my entire being is still in October 2023. I will never move on from Reem and Tariq, the soul of my soul, from Kamal, from Yousef the curly haired fair skinned child, from the Baptist Hospital Massacre, from the first seize of Al Shifa Hospital, from the teenagers who were shot in the head in the hospital, from the infants who were found alive under the rubble, from Hind Ragab, from any of this. One massacre after the other, one bombing after the other, children orphaned and wives widowed and a mother becomes childless and a father loses his seven children and his wife one go. Why are we expected to be normal about this? Why are we expected to move on with our lives and continue and if nothing happened? Why is silence not demanded, but enforced, when it should be shattered? My silence may keep my family safe and close to the walls and away from suspicion, but it enables the enablers to continue their injustice. If I speak up, which my heart longs for, if I defy the orders and let my rage take over my being, I risk my entire family paying the price, but I do my part in standing up against this genocide
how cruel, how dystopian this reality is
me having a weird time: man this weird time sucks! i don't feel like myself! i wish i was having a normal time!
me having a normal time: well the weird time did have a certain je ne sais quoi...
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