So, I recently learned about the “say their names to save their lives” campaign on social media that has helped Iranians sentenced to die by the regime in the past.
I am now asking you guys for help with that again.
There is an Iranian Jew named Arvin Netanel ben Siona, whose execution date is set for this Saturday. The Iranian Jewish community have tried endlessly to pursue his release, but to no avail.
Imaushi “You built like a brick wall” Wakasa.
Hello, I’m Neda, a mother of four dear children. Two of them are in university, and two are in middle school.
I used to work remotely in SEO (Search Engine Optimization) with several Arabic and international companies, but due to the challenging circumstances we're facing, it has become difficult to continue in this field regularly.
After our previous accounts on Tumblr were closed like @malkzaeem, @malkzaim, @zaeemspo , I had to start this new one because I want to give them a chance at a better future.
My eldest child is 19, and the youngest is 12. Today, we face many challenges, but I hold onto hope that I can still help them build a better life despite the tough circumstances.
After more than 400 days of war, frequent displacement, rising living costs, and a severe shortage of food supplies, we are struggling daily.
I am in need of your support today: whether through donations, or by helping me spread this link to reach as many people as possible. Any support, no matter how small, will make a big difference in the lives of my children.
My account has been verified by Nabulsi and el shab Hussein, and it is listed as number 129 in the sheet, and I hope you will be part of this journey as we strive to build a better tomorrow. Thank you from the bottom of my heart for any help you can offer.
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Hello, I am Hani from Gaza, Palestine, I speak to you with a sad and heavy 🥺 heart about what happened to me and my family. I was seriously injured in the war on Gaza and did not receive treatment from the moment, I am married and have three children, Abdullah, Salma and Saleh, and my wife gave birth to a baby girl named Tulip, but unfortunately she died at birth from the effects of war and famine, more than a year and seven months ago I was unable to buy my children's needs of milk and life necessities. We live in a torn tent and winter has come💔😭 and the bitter cold hits my children very cold, because we don't have winter coats and winter clothes, we lost everything we had in our house destroyed in the war, please my friend don't ignore my story Donate and share my campaign I will be grateful to you 🫶🇵🇸🍉
Read more about us in the following link, please donate to us on it and share it 👇
Please help us get out of life's crises and the woes of war
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Save our lives 🚨🚨
Help me before I become another silence on this weary earth.
Thank you 🤍
Hello everyone - we must never forget about Gaza. Don't forget about the children currently starving, currently being burned alive, currently being bombed. Don't forget that just under half of the children in Gaza expressed a desire to die. Don't forget the threat of death is constantly hanging over their heads - it is a privledge to know you will be alive tomorrow, a privledge many take for granted. It is a privledge to have a safe area, where you know you are protected and won't be killed. It is a privledge to grow up healthy, and in a stable environment. It is a privledge to be operated on with anesthetic, or have health care at all. These are all privledges people in Gaza don't enjoy. They are experiencing a genocide, and we must never forget that - don't continue to ignore Gaza, the city where not a single building isn't destroyed.
Here on tumblr, people from Gaza are asking for donations. They pour their hearts out for us, share their stories and are hopeful we will help them despite everything. Imagine the disappointment when they don't receive any donations? Imagine living in a litteral hell, and the privledged people that can donate aren't bothered to help you? If you can donate - I implore you. Help them out, they are human beings, not robots or numbers. The children of Gaza should get to grow up, don't leave them. Don't ignore them. Helping people has never been easier.
Just put a small contribution into this fundraiser - no donation is too small. Any amount has a significant impact.
Please support @pgetpg, send thoughts and prayers their way, they need it.
Read it once in your life, and never regret it. ✋✅
Do you feel bored of the posts asking for help from Gaza? You’re right, but imagine our situation as we live this war day after day for 13 months. Do you think we’re tired too?!!
Asking for help is not easy; it’s very embarrassing, especially for a family that used to live a decent life. My husband and I completed our university education with distinction, worked in respectable jobs, and were used to helping others, not asking for help. But the war has turned our lives into a nightmare; we lost our home, our sources of income, and even our ability to provide the simplest of needs.
I'm Hanan. For the past 13 months, we have been struggling to get healthy food and medicine for my child, whose weak body was attacked by infection, and for my elderly mother-in-law, who fell into a coma for several days and almost lost her life due to anemia caused by our inability to provide healthy food, as prices have risen more than 10 times. Now, we have run out of everything. While you are reading my message, my family and I are trying to survive amidst all kinds of suffering.
What was once a beautiful dream and reality has now become a nightmare. Starvation is one thing, but starving, freezing, and being forced to flee in the middle of the night when tanks suddenly arrive in your area, running for your life and your family’s life under fire, leaving behind everything you built over the years, and returning after 5 months of suffering in displacement and tents to find that your home, where you lived your happiest moments, is nothing but rubble, is something completely different! 💔😓
Can you feel my broken heart now? Can you imagine what I’m going through at this moment? Everything I am living now cannot be described with words, and every moment here is filled with pain and fear. We desperately need your help, as we live in hope of escaping Gaza to save our lives and live safely away from the explosions.
You might feel powerless to stop this genocide, but you can certainly save my family. We appeal to your compassionate hearts to help us escape this catastrophe, which the human mind cannot even fathom.
Please share our campaign with your family and friends. This will help us reach those who can help us directly. Be the reason to bring hope back to our hearts ♥️✨
Or donate via PayPal
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Thanks to your generous donations, we were able to buy some essential necessities that we couldn't do without, despite their high cost. A heartfelt thank you to everyone who contributed to feeding my child, even with a piece of bread 🙏💚. Your generosity gives us hope in facing these indescribable catastrophic circumstances 💔.
Our hope for survival comes from the generosity of your hearts. Your donations are the lifeline that keeps my family standing strong, They are our only source of income. Every contribution brings us closer to securing food and medicine for my family. Please, don’t leave us alone; your compassion is the light that dispels this darkness. ✨🫂
Save my baby, please.
Oh God 😀
Learning languages is SO FUN right up until you need to learn conjugation and then suddenly it turns sour real fucking fast
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Please Help Me Save My Baby Amar.Amar’s mother, and my baby is only 10 months old. But he's already been through more pain than most adults.💔🍉🙏🙏🙏
Amar was born with a seriously weak heart. His doctors say he urgently needs surgery to implant a heart battery — a device that could save his life.😭😭🙏
But we can't do the surgery yet. We have to wait until we can travel to Egypt. Until then, Amar depends on weekly medications and temporary treatments just to keep him alive.💔
We need $700 every week for his care — and I have no support, no donations, no one but kind hearts like yours.🙏🙏🙏🙏💔
Help me keep Amar alive 🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏
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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.
“𝘉𝘦𝘤𝘢𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘰𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘊𝘩𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘣𝘰𝘢𝘳𝘥, 𝘊𝘩𝘦𝘤𝘬𝘮𝘢𝘵𝘦 𝘪𝘴 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘨𝘢𝘮𝘦 𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘴.”
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