This is an emergency and so I will make it an easy read, as Amal CANNOT afford people scrolling past this post:
@amalashuor , a young mother needs your help in buying baby food for her daughter Maryam. At only 18 months old, Maryam is in danger of severe malnutrition and this may even put her life at risk.
Amal immediately needs to raise at least €5000 to buy necessary baby products like milk, cerelac and even nappies.
I cannot overstate how important this is when Amal has been displaced TWICE in 10 days and has lost €4000 in transportation fees. She was in Rafah for a long time and recently had to flee to Khan Younis due to IOF aggression. And again from the east of Khan Younis to the West to escape shelling.
Currently she has exhausted most of the funds she had raised given how expensive the cost of living has become in Gaza. With no income, this Gofundme is what she depends on to survive.
IOF repeatedly targeting aide workers has forced UN to temporarily suspend all operations in Gaza strip. Henceforth food prices are expected to skyrocket even more and Amal is at a loss as to what to do since she already spends €2500 monthly on meagre amounts of food that the family then has to stretch as much as they can so as to not completely starve. Amal also needs personal hygiene products during periods to avoid infection- we often talk about women's rights and health on this site, so please help this mother by donating.
Vetting #175
Guess who I drew… again.
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if you asked kim whether he regrets transferring to the 41st he would say no, but there are moments he’s come close. minific version under cut
LIEUTENANT KIM KITSURAGI – “We’re getting closer to their hideout… we’ll need to be extra careful not to be seen from here on.”
RANCID-SMELLING TRASH CAN – You nod and continue to sift through liquefied food waste and discarded packaging, reaching past bags filled to the brim with likely unsavory substances and trying your best to avoid any used syringes. Nothing good yet, but mama didn’t raise a quitter (you think). If you can just reach in a little further…
LIEUTENANT KIM KITSURAGI – His voice shoots through the air like a bullet– “GET DOWN!”
YOU – Huh?
SAVOIR FAIRE – You heard the good lieutenant! BUST A MOVE!
VOLITION – What? No, you need to–
SAVOIR FAIRE – UPUPUP! NO TIME! Don’t keep him waiting, hotshot! Impress him with your dancing prowess!
LOGIC – Why the hell would he be asking–
SAVOIR FAIRE – You know what you need to do.
YOU –
[VOLITION - EASY] Drop to the ground. (-3 Don’t keep him waiting)
[SAVOIR FAIRE - CHALLENGING] Get down with your bad self. (+3 The ONLY answer.)
“Whuh?”
“Not now kitten, daddy’s looking for treasure in the garbage.”
[SAVOIR FAIRE - CHALLENGING] Get down with your bad self.
[CHECK SUCCESS]
SAVOIR FAIRE – The world slows, narrows down precisely to your point of existence, much like a spotlight shining down on a rising starlet. Your time has come. You must herald the coming of a new age of man, the birth of a rhythm-based society that communicates solely via body language and dance. GO, my apostle, show the world and spread the gospel!
YOU – You rip your hand out of its stinky prison and dance like you've never danced before in your life (as far as you can remember). With all the energy and panache you can muster from within your abused body, you erupt into a flurry of motion and improvised dance music (in the form of mumbled basslines and mouth-made drum sounds).
You’re unstoppable; caught up in the euphoria of busting it down, you twirl and shimmy… In between blissful micro-seconds of self-expression in movement you catch the lieutenant's eyes, which are wide with shock.
You've really dazzled him!
VOLITION – No, you idiot! You’re gonna get–
PERCEPTION – A gunshot rings out behind you.
PAIN THRESHOLD – OWWWW FUCK!
My name is Mohamed Saqr, and just a short time ago, my family and I were living a life full of hope and stability in Gaza. We had worked hard for everything we had – multiple homes, a farm, and several successful businesses. Life was good, and we were building a future for ourselves. My brother, 24, recently married, and we were both proud of the lives we had built. But all of that changed in a heartbeat when the war began on October 7th.
this is my brother, Motaz Saqr, who had to undergo surgery in his stomach due to the pollution we are exposed to daily.
This is my house, before and after, im newly married and this was the house we were supposed to live in but the war happened and it turned into rubble since the war.
Since that day, everything we knew has been taken away from us. We were forced to flee our homes, leaving behind everything we had worked for. We lost our homes, our farm, and our businesses. Now, my family and I are constantly on the move, trying to find safety and shelter wherever we can. The fear we live with every day is unimaginable. We move from one camp to another, never knowing when or where the next attack might come. My brother’s children cry every night, scared of the loud explosions that seem to be getting closer with each passing day.
This is my brother’a daughter, this is the condition we are living in during the war.
Every day is a struggle just to survive. Food, water, and medicine are scarce, and we never know if the next meal will come. My wife, my brother, his wife, and their children are doing everything we can to stay strong, but it’s getting harder by the day. We’ve lost so much, but the hardest part is the constant fear for our lives. We’ve already witnessed too much destruction, and we know the situation could get even worse.
We started this GoFundMe because we need help. We need funds not only to survive but also to try and escape Gaza before it’s too late. We are asking for your support – anything you can give will make a huge difference in our lives. Your generosity could help provide food, clean water, and medical supplies, and it might even help us find a way out of this nightmare. Please, if you can, help us. Every donation brings us one step closer to safety and a chance at rebuilding our lives.
Thank you from the bottom of my heart.
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At times of peace, having to be away from your family for months and years is a high price you pay for obtaining an academic degree or securing a better job. Imagine while you are away, they were trapped in a besieged strip of land and thousands of missiles rained down on that besieged area of 360 km² around the clock for almost 11 months. That would crush every cell of your mind and drive you crazy, wouldn't it?!
Imagine suddenly getting addicted to watching the news and the gory videos and pictures all the freaking time. You follow relevant social media pages that only show images, videos, and stories of entire families that were wiped out in an instant in an airstrike and deemed as collateral insignificant damage. While plunging deeper and deeper into an unprecedented state of acute depression, I wondered: how come all my suffering from displacement, fear, and hunger in Gaza for 5 months during the war before being evacuated to Ireland is nothing but a drop compared to my ocean of suffering now?
The constant thinking of my family in Gaza during the genocide and all the potential scenarios is consuming my sanity and mental health at a time in my life and a place where I am required to be 199% focused and productive. To give you a glimpse of my horrible psychological suffering these days: I fear going to sleep because I know horrible horrible nightmares are waiting for me on the other side. Some have to do with the horrors of wars I witnessed in Gaza myself and others relate to the horrible potential scenarios I keep thinking about.
Seeing the images and pictures of Gaza makes you think a thousand earthquakes hit every neighborhood of the Gaza Strip! Nothing and no one has been spared. The horrific war has turned the place into a hell on earth, unfortunately. How can young people have any hope for a better future seeing the mass destruction and the relentless Israeli efforts to stifle Gaza and squeeze hope out of its people as a form of collective punishment. How monstrous and heartless!!!
Amid all this chaos and madness, my number one priority and focus is evacuating my family to Egypt as a first step and hopefully reuniting with them in Ireland at a later stage.
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I did oil painting for the first time.
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I took the photo by the way :]
I spelled dandelion wrong……..oh well.