half alive
Hi 👋 my 🍉 dear ⚘supporters ❤
I am a Palestinian youngman of 26 yrs , from the besieged Gaza, seeking to find safety and peace for my eight_member family 👪 that has been in very harsh and tough situations for almost a year. Since the outbreak of the war, we have been forcibly displaced to the south of Gaza, in the hope of finding a safer place, but the fact is that there is no safe place in Gaza. After we had lost all our possessions and belongings like our house and our livelihood_ source business were destroyed and damaged 💔 due to the annihilation of our neighborhood.
This photo was taken to the remains and ruins of our house. Nothing has been left for my family to live in nor a source to live on. Now we are living in small tents ⛺ in streets lacking all means of a house.
We re leading unbelievably difficult circumstances due to this injust war on Gaza. Also, We are painfully suffering from the bad living conditions because we lack all necessities and essentials of our daily life. Food, clean drink water, medicine 💊, health care , and other necessities have become scarce and unattainable and this adds to our sufferings and hardship.
a photo taken to show how harsh and tough our life is. hours of waiting in queue to get some gallons of water for the daily use. This is driving us crazy and insane .
What adds to our tragedy is that we wait long hours just to get a little water that can't meet our daily use.
It is also sad to have a sister suffering from chronic diseases such as bone atrophy , yet no health care exists.
so I am asking you my dear donors to help us get out of this painful tragedy and hardship. You can help my family by donating whatever you can or by sharing 🙏 my messages so that my goal can be reached sooner. Your help is essential for people in dire needs and awkward situations.
yours
unexpected teamwork..
noah 😛 still experimenting with how i want to draw him but i am liking this 😁
Please help me rebulid my Bakery
I'm Ismail Almughanni an entrepreneur from devastated Gaza trying his best to rebuild his Bakery 🍞🥐🥖
On a quiet morning, the aroma of freshly baked bread filled the street, signaling the start of a new day at your small bakery, a place you took immense pride in. For years, this bakery had been a haven where people from all around would gather to enjoy the warm, delicious pastries and bread that you carefully crafted. It was a symbol of hard work, a beacon of hope, and a destination for anyone seeking a taste of comfort amidst life's challenges.
But one day, in the blink of an eye, everything changed. The sounds of bombing began to shake the city, and it wasn’t long before the fires of war reached your neighborhood. There was no warning, no chance to escape or save what you could. Shells rained down on the district that housed your beloved bakery. You watched helplessly from a distance, unable to do anything.
Minutes passed like hours. When the noise finally subsided, and the thick smoke that blocked out the sun began to clear, you looked towards your cherished place. It was destroyed.
The walls that once protected you and brought you closer to your customers had collapsed, and the oven where you had kindled the flames of hope had turned to ash. Everything was shattered, broken, as if that place had never been a sanctuary of peace and comfort.
But the destruction wasn’t just physical. The pain in your heart was far greater than any material loss, a place filled with beautiful memories now reduced to rubble. The moments when you saw smiles on people’s faces as they savored your bread, the laughter that echoed through the bakery—those were now just memories, dissolving in the ashes of devastation.
As days went by, you tried to piece together the fragments, not just of the bakery but of yourself as well. You knew rebuilding wouldn’t be easy, and the wounds left by the war wouldn’t heal quickly. But you also knew that the hope you had infused into your bread would remain alive in your heart, even if the tables and chairs were destroyed, even if the bakery itself was gone.
The bakery may have been destroyed by war, but its spirit lives on in you, in everyone who tasted your bread, and in everyone who walked into that small place and found a slice of happiness.
Help my family to get out and sea for what is left of life. The war is devastating. Death is approachin every person and destruction is everywhere. We hope that there is hope before it is too late.
I’m so sorry that you have to experience this hardship and I am praying for your safety and wellbeing. I unfortunately can’t donate, but I will link the gofundme below for anyone able to donate.
Gofundme link : https://gofund.me/29e18afa
On October 21, 2023, twenty days after the start of the war on Gaza, and as things were worsening, Alaa's father went to charge the battery that powered the LED lights for Alaa's family. With electricity cut off throughout Gaza, Hamza Al-Alkhodary, Alaa's father, went to charge the battery using a solar power panel owned by one of his relatives. He went out on that day and never returned because the house adjacent to the one where Alaa's father was had been bombed. By the way, his father had been battling cancer for three years. When he was injured in this incident, he was killed instantly because the injury was directly to his head. Here, Noor became fatherless, and Alaa also became fatherless.😭
Entire bloodlines have indeed been erased across Palestine since the beginning of the genocide. Once evacuated to Egypt, Alaa and I will be able to resume our professional lives and help the rest of our families.
Guess who let their autism win at 12 in the morning? You can use these, just give me credit! <3
Explanation? There is none, just me experimenting with pixel art at 12 AM in the morning. Had fun tho!
I’m reaching out to you again. After the closure of my previous family campaign, I have started a new one. I hope everyone will support me and stand by my family, especially during this difficult time. As you know, we have lost everything. I kindly ask you to share this campaign and support my family once more.
Thank you from the bottom of my heart. You are our only hope. 🙏
@thedailydescent