Source: sophistirags
on colors and being different and not being enough for yourself
(please reblog instead of liking)
more of the sunshine guy, heโs just such a cutie
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Hello, my name is Jaber Mohammad Al-Dahdouh. Iโm 13 years old, and Iโm sharing my story of how war has taken everything from my family and me ๐๐.
I grew up in northern Gaza, where we lived a life of comfort and love ๐๐ , all thanks to my mother, Maysaa โค๏ธ, who has a heart condition ๐, and my father, who worked hard to provide a bright future for us ๐๐จโ๐ฉโ๐งโ๐ฆ. My siblingsโShabaan, Hanan, Ahmed, and my youngest sister Ameera, our little darling ๐ง๐โwere my closest friends, and we shared dreams ๐, laughter ๐, and plans for a life full of hope ๐ โจ.
I was a student ๐ at the Rosary Sisters School, part of the Union of Churches. My school meant so much to me; it was more than a building ๐ซ. It was my second home ๐ก, a place where I felt safe and happy ๐๐, surrounded by friends and childhood laughter ๐ฆ๐ง๐ซ.
But in a single moment, our lives were turned upside down ๐๐ข. The war destroyed our home ๐ ๐ฅ and my beloved school ๐ซ๐, and we were forced to flee south under heavy bombing ๐ฃ๐ฅ๐จ. We took refuge in the Nuseirat area, hoping to find safety ๐คฒ. Yet even there, we were not spared; fighter jets bombed โ๏ธ๐ฅ the very place where we had sought shelter. I witnessed family members being taken from us in that attack ๐๏ธ๐ญ.
I share my story today as a child who has lost almost everything: my home ๐ ๐, my school ๐ซ๐ช๏ธ, family members ๐จโ๐ฉโ๐งโ๐ฆ๐๏ธ, and even my dreams ๐ . I am reaching out not only to share the pain ๐ but to search for a glimmer of hope ๐ to help rebuild our lives.
I humbly ask for your support ๐คฒ๐ to help me and my family through this tragedy ๐๏ธ. My mother, Maysaa, is unwell with a heart condition ๐, and my remaining siblings and I need your support to rebuild from the devastation ๐๐. Your donations could be the only chance to restore a part of our hope ๐ฏ๏ธ๐ and enable me to build a new future from the rubble ๐กโจ.
Thank you for your kindness and support โค๏ธ๐๐ท.
I'm Abdelrahman, 22 years old. My journey has been marked by loss and resilience. When I was 18,ย my father passed away from COVID-19. Determined to build my own future, I pursued an education in multimedia technology, balancing my studies with work to cover my expenses. I was preparing to establish my home and life.
My mother: the princess whom we strive to make happy and satisfy.ย โค๏ธ๏ธ
However,ย the war in Gaza, especially in the north, brought devastating tragedy.ย My home, university, job, and family were all destroyed in the conflict. While my family moved to the south, I was in the north, facing famine and moving from place to place, trying to survive.
Our street used to be lively and full of people, but it is no longer like that.
I have witnessed countless difficult and painful scenesย while escaping death multiple times. In northern Gaza,ย life is reduced to a cycle of fleeing from danger and searching for food amidst the rubble of destroyed homes.
I have survived many times,I was hit by a missile in previously destroyed house
My dream is to travel abroad with my mother and sister to continue my education and develop my practical skills. For the past eight months, I have been unemployed, focusing on self-improvement and hoping for a better future.
anybody else in here feel like they're constantly and involuntarily calculating their every thought and action. and doing it wrong
there are so many backlit scenes in this show! it is heaven for Me!!!
I swear to god one of these days were going to see a video of Amaury Guichon and he's going to be making some wings and they are going to look dope as hell, the detail of each feather will be breathtaking, he'll spray paint them to perfection, but as the video goes on, he's not building any sort of winged creature, just the wings. And then there's a human-sized harness (also made of chocolate, somehow, he can do it). And he's attaching the wings to the harness. And he's putting the harness on and he demonstrates how he can flap the wings. And then he'll be off. Out the window and up and up and up. And we'll be looking at the livestream (it's a livestream now) and we'll scream "No, Amaury, the sun! It's going to melt the wings!". But he knows this already. And he is free.
"do you seriously think you're above the rules" the stupid ones yeah