dangerous,,,
My son Adam, who is two and a half years old, suffers from constant constipation and we do not know the reason Please help Adam go out for treatment outside the Gaza Strip 🍉🇵🇸 and be of help to us We cannot provide any kind of treatment or healthy food. Any donation, even a small one, makes a difference Please donate and share 🙏🙏🙏
It is well known now that the people of Gaza in the south part are struggling and experiencing the hunger again due to lack of wheat flour 🌾 , which is necessary to make bread 🥖 🍞
The price of 20 small bread is 20 nis (about 5,5$), and from the black market it is more 10-15$.
Hope this war will end soon, to back to our normal lives
Stop 🛑 the war
Regards
I lost most of my family. I'm afraid to lose my son too 🥺 .
I need your help please donate and share, evry contribution, no matter how small, brings us hope in these dark times.
Mohammed deserves to live a happy and healthy life, just like every other child on this earth.
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Hi, my name is Mosab, and I just want to take a moment to say thank you. Your kindness, your generosity, and your willingness to listen have meant more to me and my family than I can ever express.
When I first shared my story, I didn’t know what to expect. I was scared, exhausted, and uncertain if anyone would care. But you did. You showed up. And because of you, hope feels a little less distant today.
With your support, we’ve been able to find small moments of relief in the midst of overwhelming hardship. Every donation, every share, and every kind message has given us the strength to keep going.
But our struggle isn’t over. Every day, we are reminded of what we’ve lost and the challenges that still lie ahead.
🏠 Still Searching for Stability: We are doing everything we can to secure a safe and steady future. 😢 The Pain of Loss Never Fades: The absence of 25 loved ones weighs heavily on us every day. 💔 Dreams Still on Hold: Survival takes all our strength, but we still believe in rebuilding.
Even the smallest act of kindness can make a difference:
💛 A $10 donation may seem small, but to us, it’s a lifeline. 💛 A reblog can help us reach someone who can support us.
If you can’t donate, just sharing this post helps more than you know. Every share is another chance for someone to see our story, to care, and to help.
Your support isn’t just about donations—it’s about reminding us that we are not forgotten. That there is still kindness in the world. That even in the darkest times, there are people who care.
From the bottom of my heart, thank you for helping us get this far. You are part of our story now.
With love and endless gratitude, Mosab and Family ❤️
Have you ever been forced to suffer through an illness because you couldn't access any medical care? This is what Heba's @heba-213 son Amir is forced to go through.
Heba and her family lost their home due to the war, and now live in a tent. Because of the lack of proper shelter or cleaning supplies, Amir has developed a chronic skin disease. Without access to the treatment Amir needs, the disease has spread greatly throughout his body, and causes him severe pain, so much so that he struggles to sleep.
Heba needs help to afford treatment for Amir, as well as necessities to care for her other children. Right now, Heba wants to reach ashort term goal of $7,000 CAD. However, donations have been slow, and she has only reached around half of this goal.
Please, support Heba. Help Amir get the treatment he needs to relieve his pain. Share and donate, this family deserves a better life than this!
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💔As the world celebrates the new year, we in Gaza are facing the difficulty of life in all its details. The streets are not lit up with decorations, and Joy does not know its way into our hearts. In Gaza, explosions echo in our skies, and our hearts live in anticipation of release. Our children do not know what safety looks like, our families are moving between blockade and destruction, we are looking for hope amid a harsh and merciless reality.
The situation in Gaza is getting more difficult, and the lack of donations is making the gap deeper, and increasing the suffering of many. At a time when the world is celebrating the arrival of the new year, we are still living day by day, waiting for support and help, to be able to live with dignity.🥺💔
We in Gaza need you more than ever. Your donation can alleviate our pain and suffering, provide hope to our children who are missing their most basic rights in life. Don't let the new year pass without being part of a real change. Donate now, because every contribution is worth our lives and the lives of our children🙏, and every step towards helping us is a step towards peace and humanity 🫂
🙏Donate anything you can for us please and for our children who scream from hunger and cold every day, we don't want to die
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Hey everyone, my name is Abdelmajed, and this is my story.
I grew up in Gaza, a place that was once full of life. I had dreams, hopes, and a deep love for my home. But in a matter of months, everything changed. I lost my home. I lost my sense of security. I lost people I loved more than anything in the world. 💔
People often talk about strength like it’s something you can see—something loud, something powerful. But I’ve learned that true strength is often quiet.
Strength is waking up every morning when you don’t know what the day will bring. Strength is carrying the memories of those you’ve lost, while still choosing to move forward. Strength is believing in a better tomorrow, even when today feels impossible.
I don’t share my story for sympathy. I share it because I know that there is still kindness in this world. I still believe in people, in love, in hope. And I know that no matter what happens, I will keep going. Because that’s what strength really is.
And I'm now waiting to be Vetted by @gazavetters 🙏
Dear friends,
My name is Samar Abusamaan, a Palestinian architect and academic from Gaza. My husband is Abdelhaleem and our four children are Lana, Tala, Alma, and Mariam.
We worked tirelessly for 15 years to build our home, our business, and our dreams in Gaza. But today, everything we worked for is gone. Our home, our livelihood, and our future have been reduced to rubble in the face of the devastating war.
In November 2023, our home, which we built brick by brick over 15 years, was completely destroyed. Along with it, we lost our income, our stability, and our hope for the future. Now, we live in unimaginable conditions, moving from place to place, carrying only a few belongings, and struggling to find food and clean water. My children have lost two years of education, their dreams shattered as schools and universities have been destroyed.
A photo of my home at the 3rd day of the war on Gaza while we are still there:
A photo of my home after 10 months from the beginning of the war:
We lost everything from the biggest to the smallest little detail.
My Daughter's:
Lana (13 years old): The heart of our family, full of energy and life. She loves drawing and colors.
Tala (11 years old): Our quiet, brilliant girl, excelling in math.
Alma (8 years old): The princess of our house, passionate about art, fashion, and gymnastics.
Mariam (3 years old): Our little sunshine, full of confidence and love for her family.
Here’s how your support will make a difference:
To give us a chance for survival and a new beginning.
It will help us evacuate to Egypt where we can find safety and stability.
It will allow us to secure education for our children, who have missed out on two years of schooling.
It will help us rebuild our lives in Gaza when it’s safe to return.
We are not asking for sympathy but for help.
We are sharing our story because we know that together, we can create a better future. Every donation, no matter how small, will bring us one step closer to rebuilding our lives and offering our children a future full of hope.
Please help us provide our children with the opportunity to dream, to grow, and to be safe. Every bit of support means everything to us.
Note/ We need $50,000 to cover the costs of leaving Gaza and establishing ourselves in a safe country where we can rebuild our lives. Here is the expenses of our needs:
$20,000: To cover the expenses of leaving Gaza (5000$ for each person, 2500$ for each child).
$30,000: For housing rent, living expenses, and other essentials abroad for a year.
Please DONATE here👇🏼
With heartfelt gratitude,
Samar, Abdelhaleem, Lana, Tala, Alma, and Mariam.
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📢 Help Rebuild Our Lives: A Family's Fight for Survival in Gaza❗🚨
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Hello everyone!!
Please share, like and donate this campaign with your friends, family and colleagues to help us achieve our goals. I would appreciate your assistance. Any amount, even if small, will make a difference in providing assistance to my family in our hour of need.
Thank you for taking the time to read this message and consider making a difference in the lives of those affected by the ongoing crisis in Gaza
With gratitude,
Lina & Her Family
Hey everyone, my name is Abdelmajed. I don’t usually talk much about myself, but today, I want to share a little piece of my story.
I was born and raised in Gaza, a place that has always been my home 🏡. I grew up surrounded by my family, my friends, and the streets that I knew like the back of my hand. Life wasn’t always easy, but we had love, laughter, and dreams. I used to think that no matter what happened, home would always be here. But life has a way of changing things in ways we never expect.
Over the past months, everything I once knew has disappeared. The streets that were once filled with children playing are now silent. The houses that held so many memories are now just rubble. And the people I loved—some of them are gone forever. 💔
But I don’t want this to just be a story of loss. I want it to be a story of hope. No matter how much has changed, I refuse to stop believing in better days. I refuse to stop dreaming of a future where I can rebuild, where I can find peace, where I can wake up in the morning without fear.
That’s why I’m here. To share my journey. To connect with people who believe in kindness and humanity. To remind myself—and anyone reading this—that even in the darkest times, there is still light. ✨
If you’ve read this far, thank you. I’d love to get to know you too. Tell me something about yourself in the comments. Let’s build something positive together. 💬💙
Hey everyone, my name is Abdelmajed. I don’t usually talk much about myself, but today, I want to share a little piece of my story.
I was born and raised in Gaza, a place that has always been my home 🏡. I grew up surrounded by my family, my friends, and the streets that I knew like the back of my hand. Life wasn’t always easy, but we had love, laughter, and dreams. I used to think that no matter what happened, home would always be here. But life has a way of changing things in ways we never expect.
Over the past months, everything I once knew has disappeared. The streets that were once filled with children playing are now silent. The houses that held so many memories are now just rubble. And the people I loved—some of them are gone forever. 💔
But I don’t want this to just be a story of loss. I want it to be a story of hope. No matter how much has changed, I refuse to stop believing in better days. I refuse to stop dreaming of a future where I can rebuild, where I can find peace, where I can wake up in the morning without fear.
That’s why I’m here. To share my journey. To connect with people who believe in kindness and humanity. To remind myself—and anyone reading this—that even in the darkest times, there is still light. ✨
If you’ve read this far, thank you. I’d love to get to know you too. Tell me something about yourself in the comments. Let’s build something positive together. 💬💙