Hello everyone
Help me and my family get more out of life
My name is Mahmoud Morshed, born on June 26, 1996, when the light of the world shone in Gaza, Palestine. I studied in elementary, middle, and high schools dreaming of becoming a prominent legal consultant, a dream that came true as I pursued law at university and completed a Master's in Criminal Law. Currently, I am a doctoral researcher in the same field.
I dreamt of having my own office where I could help people with their problems and secure their rights. However, war had other plans.
Then came October 7th, a day that brought us closer to death than ever before, marking us all among the dead. I used to feel safe in my home, going to work every day, until the war consumed our bodies, destroyed our lives, and left us as living dead. The Israeli occupation completely destroyed my office and my home within the first three days of the war. We received a call from the army demanding we evacuate within 60 seconds, leaving behind all our belongings, personal documents, and everything essential for life. Our home was utterly destroyed.
We fled to an area the army claimed was safe. During our escape in a large vehicle with many others, a nearby car was targeted, narrowly sparing us from certain death. We ended up living in southern Gaza (Nuseirat), on barren land devoid of life's necessities—no food, water, trees, or shelter.
At that time, we managed to set up a plastic tent to shelter from the freezing winter cold and rain showers. On November 16, 2023, I was injured in the left side of my back by a cluster of burning shrapnel from a phosphorous rocket that fell on the piece of land where I was living. The army ordered us to evacuate to another area again, so we moved to Zawaida, where the occupation bombed the neighboring house next to the tent we had pitched, saving us for the second time.
We then moved to Rafah, where we lived with over 300 families on a piece of land no larger than 500 square meters. There was no clean water, no healthy food, and none of life's essentials
Today, I am in Khan Younis after the occupation fully entered and took over Rafah. I am living on the beach in a plastic tent, using seawater for bathing, washing, and drinking. We lack even the most basic food, not even flour to make bread. I have lost over 37 kilograms, and my health is deteriorating.
My dream and hope are that you can help me escape even slightly from this inevitable death, just a hair's breadth away. Please read my story and truly imagine with me—I mean really imagine—that I cannot even provide my mother with a piece of dry bread.
I humbly seek your support.
Thank you all.
Help my family rebuild our life 🇵🇸🍉
The purpose of this GoFundMe campaign is to seek financial support to:
Ensure safe conditions for Nadra's pregnancy.
Rebuild our lives and secure a stable environment for our family.
Provide basic necessities such as food, shelter, and medical care.
We desperately need your help to rebuild and provide a better future for our child. Every donation, no matter how small, will make a difference. We are truly grateful for any support. 🫂🙏
platforming palestinian joy is just as important as sharing the suffering they're enduring during this genocide. despite continued displacement and bombardment, you cannot steal their joy and spirit. happy birthday to this sweet baby 🖤🇵🇸 may they grow up to see a free palestine
Life is unbearable. Please save my children; I don't want them to die in Gaza. If I don't survive, please don't forget them. Save them after I'm gone.❤️🙏
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In the heart of war-torn Gaza, where destruction and loss are a daily reality, lies the deeply moving tale of Dr. Husam Farhat and his family. Amidst the relentless bombardment, Dr. Farhat faced an unthinkable tragedy: the martyrdom of his beloved sisters, Inas and Amal, along with their husbands and children, and his brother Mustafa. This devastating loss shattered not only their dreams but also their hopes for a peaceful future.
Before the war, my life revolved around a beautiful home where I lived with my wife, our daughter Sham, and our sons Muhannad and Muhammad. This home was more than just a place to live; it was a sanctuary filled with love, warmth, and the joy of watching my children grow. Every corner of our home echoed with their laughter, turning it into a place where dreams for the future felt not only possible but inevitable, but then the war came, and in an instant, everything changed. The place where we once felt safe and secure was reduced to rubble. The life we had carefully built, the dreams we had nurtured, and the bright future we had planned were all torn apart. The war didn’t just destroy our home; it uprooted our entire existence, leaving us with nothing but the painful memories of what once was, Now, standing in the ruins of our former life, I'm left with fragments of a distant dream. The joy and security we once knew have been replaced by loss and uncertainty as we face a future overshadowed by harsh realities.
And it wasn’t just my home that was destroyed. My accounting office, one of the most renowned in Palestine, was also reduced to rubble. I had worked tirelessly to build this office, which wasn't just a place of business but a reflection of my passion and dedication to the field of accounting. It was our primary source of income, providing financial stability and security for my family, My office was well-known for its exceptional services and strong reputation among clients. Over the years, it had become a symbol of success and hard work in the accounting world. But the war took it all away in an instant. Everything I had worked so hard to achieve was destroyed, and years of effort and dedication were wiped out in moments, Now, I stand on the ruins of my office, just as I stand on the ruins of my life, trying to piece together the remnants of my dreams and memories. This office was a source of pride for me and my family, but the war has left us with nothing, facing an uncertain and difficult future.
The war didn’t just destroy my home and office; it shattered my dreams and future. As a PhD candidate in Accounting Information Systems at Universiti Utara Malaysia, I was in my final year, pursuing research that is a significant contribution to my field and valuable to entrepreneurs. With a master’s degree with distinction and a bachelor's degree, I also taught at several universities, sharing my knowledge and passion, But the war disrupted everything. Years of hard work, academic progress, and my contributions to the field have been torn apart, leaving me with an uncertain future. Now, I am faced with the daunting task of not only rebuilding my life but also reviving the dreams and ambitions that once drove me. The journey ahead is filled with challenges, but my resolve to continue remains strong.
Now, after all this devastation, my family and I are living as displaced people, homeless and jobless, with no clear future for ourselves or our children. Every day is a struggle to find food for my children, who have been robbed of every chance at a normal life by this war. Once, we lived in Shuja'iyya, in North Gaza, where we had a home, a life, and dreams. But now, after being displaced over nine times, we find ourselves in the refugee camps of Nuseirat, the war has stripped us of everything—our home, our security, and our future. Our daily life has become a constant search for basic necessities, a far cry from the life we once knew. The dreams I had for my children and myself now feel like distant memories, overshadowed by the relentless challenges of survival. Each day brings new uncertainties, as we navigate this harsh new reality, clinging to the hope that one day we might rebuild what was lost.
We urgently call on all those who stand in solidarity with us, and every supporter, to help save what remains of our lives. Your assistance, even in small ways, can make a significant difference in helping us rebuild and restore our shattered world, rebuilding feels like an insurmountable task, but with your help, we can begin to piece together what was lost. Your contributions, no matter how small, can provide the foundation we need to start anew, offering hope and a chance at a better future for our family. Your solidarity means the world to us as we navigate these challenging times.
Thank you for your compassion, your time, and your commitment to freedom and justice.
With deepest gratitude,
Dr. Farhat's Family
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Eid al-Adha is sad for the children 😢
Last Eid, my children felt very happy as they lived the Eid atmosphere with all its details.
Today they spend this Eid in tents, without games, entertainment places, television, food, and sweets.
We ask you to help them return to their normal lives before the war, as you are their great hope.
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