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Hi,

I am najah, a mother from Gaza 🇵🇸🍉writing to you with a heavy heart and great worries in this harsh winter.

• We are in dire

need of 2 tents, blankets and clothes to keep my children warm and safe⛺️

I sent this message to only 50 people, and if each of them donates just 25 euros, I will be able to achieve my first goal: to provide clothes for my children and family and keep them alive. ❤️👨‍👩‍👧‍👦

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Every little help makes a big difference in our lives.🙏

https://gofund.me/a25b42f8

please share and donate if you can!!!

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Help save Kareman and her family❤️

Here is a message from Kareman Dohan. Her gofundme is in my bio, please donate if you can and share!

Dear Friends,

Dear Friends, I'm sharing here an update as we have reached 300 terrible days since the onset of this nightmare. The goal has always been clear: my family and their safety come first and foremost, followed by essential supplies, drinking water, medicine, and other necessities that any household must have. The challenges are many. For months, we have been planning to evacuate to a safer place, that's why we wanted to make a fundraiser to help this purpose. That dream was shattered when the Rafah crossing was closed three months ago. Since then, we adjust our priorities. When you see your family's difficult situation, you will spend everything you have on their comfort, no matter the cost. The focus now is on basic necessities such as food, and drinking water, and expensive medicine so we can manage the widespread diseases and epidemics. The situation in Gaza has gone from bad to worse. The prices are rising and the increasing frequency of new displacements. Nowhere is safe. It can be difficult to express the full picture of our suffering - words are inadequate. We miss our normal lives. We miss who we used to be. The need continues as long as displacement and the crushing siege continues! We are unlikely to see the end of this trauma anytime soon with recent events extinguishing the hope for that. Your continuous support is the antidote to the injustice and builds our resilience. I hope you can continue supporting us and your love for us to withstand it all as one family.

Update:

I haven’t been able to reach anyone lately due to heavy bombing in our area. Things are getting worse by the hour. My little son Hamoud and I are now living in a worn-out tent with nothing to eat and nowhere safe to go. He’s not even two years old yet, and I’m doing everything I can to keep him warm, fed, and alive.

I’m begging you, from one human to another — remember me, remember Hamoud. Please donate whatever you can, even a small amount. We are in desperate need, and every second counts.

This is a mother’s cry for help. Please, for the sake of humanity, help us now.

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A Plea from the Heart: I Am Fatima, and This Is My Story

My name is Fatima, a teacher from Gaza. I used to work in a small school I loved dearly, planting hope in the hearts of children and teaching them that tomorrow could be better. But the war took everything away. My school was bombed, I lost my job, and our home was reduced to rubble. Yet, I refused to give up. I set up a small tent amid the destruction and continued teaching children, showing them that knowledge is a light that cannot be extinguished, even in the darkest times.

My husband, Akram, was my partner and pillar of support. But he was severely injured in an attack targeting civilians. His abdominal injuries are so severe that he can no longer work or even lift basic items. Every day, I see the pain in his eyes and feel the weight of helplessness, but I try to stay strong for him and for our children.

Our eldest, Manar, is four years old, and she’s missing out on her childhood amidst this devastation. Our youngest, Ibrahim, was born under bombardment just a year ago. He has suffered greatly due to the lack of milk and proper medical care. Yet, sometimes, he smiles, and in those brief moments, I find the strength to keep going.

We now live in a fragile tent that doesn’t shield us from the cold or rain. Every day is a new battle for survival. I write these words while holding my children’s hands, with nothing left but my faith in God and the hope that your kind hearts will hear our plea.

Please help us provide milk and food for our children, ease Akram’s pain, and rebuild even a small part of the life the war has destroyed. Every donation, no matter how small, makes a big difference in our lives.

I ask you to share our story and be our support during this harsh and unforgiving time.

Donation link

gofundme.com

Donate to Hospitalised & need help providing for my family, organized by Mouj Alrawi

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