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🎄✨ A Christmas Appeal from Gaza ✨🎄
For many, Christmas is a time of magic, love, and hope. But here in Gaza, where my family and I live, it’s a reminder of all we’ve lost.
This December, as the world celebrates with 🎁 decorations and gifts, my brother Ahmad and I dream of something simpler—a chance to live, learn, and heal.
While others gather around 🍽️ festive tables, my family struggles to find even basic food. While stockings are hung with care 🧦, our shoes are worn from fleeing destruction. And while carols fill the air 🎶, silence hangs heavy in our hearts, broken only by the memories of what we’ve lost.
But we haven’t given up hope. 🌟 Hope is all we have. Ahmad and I have started a campaign to escape to Egypt, continue our education, and rebuild our lives. We need your help to make that dream possible.
This Christmas, I invite you to remember families like mine, who are not asking for gifts 🎁, but for a chance—a chance to learn, thrive, and survive.
👉 Support our campaign: https://gofund.me/32e5e95e
📤 Share our story: Every share helps us reach someone who might lend a hand.
Let’s remind the world that true joy comes not from what we receive, but from what we give. ❤️ Together, we can light a candle of hope 🕯️ in a place that has known only darkness.
✅ Our Fundraiser Vetted by ✅ 🔍 @gazavetters, on the list is (#83) 🔍 @90-ghost here 🔍 by association in this post
I am a bit late but I shall contribute
🙏🏻We Need Your Kindness to Survive
Dear humanity,
Please Help Me – My Son May Die at Any Moment.
I'm Amal, a mother of three children, living under the weight of the genocide taking place in Gaza. 🍉
Here’s my story, and I’m reaching out with a hopeful heart 💔✨, hoping someone will feel what my family and I are going through.
My son is suffering from a severe and life-threatening injury after being shot by Israeli drones. He urgently needs medical treatment outside Gaza.
Time is running out, and we are facing a critical situation. I am asking for your generosity to help us save him either through a donation or by sharing this urgent plea with others
I beg you, i kiss your feet, to help my son. My son may die at any moment.
I lost most of my family. I'm afraid to lose my son too 🥺
Mohammed deserves to live a happy and healthy life, just like every other child on this earth.
So I humbly ask you to donate even a little or at least reblog this appeal.
please consider donating to @ahmedaldani22.
It makes me happy when they listen
My children and I are dying of hunger 😭
I beg you for an urgent donation 🙏🙏 to save my children and myself from the impossible life in Gaza 🇵🇸🇵🇸
We are as many as dead. There is no bread, no vegetables, no fruits. Your donation of 50€ gives us life again. I beg of you 🙏🙏 Please do not forget to be kind to my children in order to survive. 💔 I wish you and your family peace and blessings 🫂🫂
https://chuffed.org/project/117668-help-my-family-get-out-gaza
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Hammad is one out of 9 members of his family. He is the eldest boy and the sole provider of his family at the young age of 24 since his father has been battling heart disease, and consequently suffered a debilitating heart attack.
[TW: Close by sounds of heavy artillery shelling and bombing.]
Months ago, at the start of the war, the neighborhood that Hammad and his family grew up in, where they created and held so many cherished memories and bonds, was besieged.
For days, Hammad and his family were trapped, terrified, between the once stable, now crumbling, walls of his home that once brought comfort and privacy to him now threatened to crush him beneath the rubble and the violent shelling of bullets and bombs whistling past their ears through the air and decimating anything it came in contact with.
His family sat, hungry, terrified, praying to live, watching the sun make its rounds past the plumes of black smoke rising from crumpled homes that once lined their block. This is only a fraction of what Hammad has been forced to endure for the over 550 days.
He watched his beautiful home be destroyed — the memories of his childhood, destroyed; the hard work he and his family put into creating their home, destroyed; the pride he and his family had of their home, destroyed; comfort and security, destroyed.
So Hammad pitched a tent. In the face of exposure to harsh elements, forced conditions of unsanitary environments where disease and sickness spreads rapidly, and deprived of the most basic necessities with skyrocketing costs for flour, clothes, and shelter, Hammad persevered to keep his family alive and as safe as he could. He cared for his father as best he could, but his heart disease requires an operation that none of the besieged or otherwise destroyed hospitals of Gaza can do.
Faced with extreme hunger, thirst, displacement, and now the tent burnt down leading to more exposure to the harsh elements, Hammad’s father’s condition has only worsened. The resilience and strength Hammad has constantly and consistently shown only goes so far in the face of the lifeblood of his family suffering under such dire conditions, and I cannot bear for Hammad to have to endure the heartbreak of losing his father.
Chuffed has a waiting period for processing and transferring funds. If you want your donation to IMMEDIATELY be sent to Hammad, paypal is linked below.