I love this very much
when ๐ฆ go to sleep
Bonus:
I Really Need Your Help To Evacuate Them To A Safe Place As Soon As Possible ๐
You Can Help By Donating, Sharing, Or Reblog ๐ฅน๐.
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Please Share Or Replog Or Donate For My Family ๐๐
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Attack (by Isarel) on the funeral procession of Palestinian-American journalist Shireen Abu Akleh, who was killed on the job (again, by israel) while reporting in the West Bank.
This happened in May 2022, btw, in case anyone was thinking that Israeli fuckery is a recent thing. Then again, this is one of the least heinous things they have done tbh.
It was never about Hamas.
Just another episode of Junwan and Ikjun exorcising each other โ Hospital Playlist Season 2, Ep. 9
@sweatytimemachinepost, the "donation" account you reblogged, is part of a scam account operation. You can find more about it here: https://www.tumblr.com/kyra45/742772332577308672/scammer-pretending-to-be-in-palestine-v2?source=share
thank you sm for alertingg me!!!
i wasn't awaree of these thingss happening so a million thank youss for bringing this to my attention ๐ญ๐ญ๐ญ
Donโt let the assassination attempt take away attention from the massacres happening in Palestine more than three hundred people were martyred today
You can donate to the Palestine Children's Relief Fund for as little as $1.00.
There is a fee you can choose to apply to cover processing.
Which if you choose to do leaves you with a total of ~$1.35 (USD) depending on the type of card you have.
PCRF has a score of 97% on Charity Navigator.
Adults and children alike are currently dying in Palestine due to starvation. (World Health Organization Link)
The Gaza Strip is one of two places in the entire world that is categorized as Phase 5 (the highest phase) on the Integrated Food Security Phase Classification scale.
Here, I lived my entire childhood and studied my whole life in this room, which has now become rubble. This house evokes in my soul images of cherished memories and loved ones. However, when this sanctuary turns into ruins, it becomes a nightmare. I lived my whole life in my home, where every corner held a memory, but after a catastrophe, everything I knew vanished in an instant.
As I searched through the debris, I sought to find small traces of my pastโthings that held immense personal value. My once vibrant study room is now in ruins, filled with twisted metal and dust.
I created a short video documenting my emotional journey through the destruction, hoping to convey the profound sense of loss I felt. Despite the devastation, I cling to the belief that memories endure. The physical home may collapse, but its spirit lives on through the memories it contained. I am determined to rebuild my life, as hope empowers us to persevere in the face of adversity.
I hope you can donate me, even a little, because it can make a big difference.
Link to my GoFundMe campaign: https://gofund.me/463cbf01
I believe that good will always overcome evil, just as spring comes, and with it eternal life, overcoming the bitter cold of winter. We will overcome this genocide very soon with God's help and your continued help and support. One of the advantages we achieved during the war is to convey to you our voice, which has not been heard for many years, and to reveal the nature of this occupation and its actions that have been covered up for hundreds of years.
I would like to introduce you to my simple Palestinian family, who lived in peace in a very beautiful house consisting of a ground and upper floor and a charming garden that we renovated shortly before the war, but the occupation had a different opinion regarding the barbaric bombing of civilians and homes. The occupation destroyed our dear home, which reminded me of my father, the dearest person in the world. My life, may God have mercy on him. The occupation killed every happy and even sad memory by bombing our house.
This is my aunt Rifqa, my younger brother Ahmed, in his last year of school before university. My aunt's house was next door to ours, and she had been single for years. She was not married, and since we are a small family, I have no uncles, because my father was single. It was always my duty to check on my aunt and provide her with everything from food, drink, medicine, and everything else. Before I went to university every day, I always liked to go there to have breakfast together, chat and get her approval before I went to my studies. The memories of the occupation bombing my auntโs house also disappeared.
This our beloved home before and after Israeli bombing ๐
My priority is to help this kind old woman, when the Rafah crossing is opened, to leave the Gaza Strip safely for Egypt. I do not care about the homes destroyed by the occupation. Money can be compensated, but the soul can be compensated. I don't want to see my aunt again. I want her to be with us again. This is really what I want. I want to send her money so that she can support herself in the northern Gaza Strip. The prices are crazy, folks, especially the food prices.
My priority is to help this kind old woman, when the Rafah crossing is opened, to leave the Gaza Strip safely for Egypt. I do not care about the homes destroyed by the occupation. Money can be compensated, but the soul can be compensated. I don't want to see my aunt again. I want her to be with us again. This is really what I want. I want to send her money so that she can support herself in the northern Gaza Strip. The prices are crazy, folks, especially the food prices.
this is my friend Ali Al-Tababi, and my name is Ghazi Sheto, but he was closer to me than many people in my family. I met Ali at university, and we had a goal: to graduate and work together. We will stay up all night to make this dream come true. He was always at my house, playing, studying, sleeping together and going to university together. We were conjoined twins. Quote. Him and all his family members. You can see the massacre of the Tabatabai family. May God have mercy on them all. I want to fulfill my dream and my friendโs dream and bring my aunt to Egypt and build my house again if possible.
He asked for 30 thousand as compensation, less than a little for what we lost in the war. Frankly, our homes cost half a million dollars, but I asked for 30 thousand so that I could bring my aunt and protect her soul from being killed and so that she could do that. Come to Egypt safely and give her food and drink while she is stuck in northern Gaza, but unfortunately I have only collected $500 so far.
These donations will go to my aunt, the old woman stranded in the northern Gaza Strip, to give her the opportunity to travel, protect her life from being killed, and secure her daily sustenance of food and nutrition. I ask everyone who can help, do not hesitate, because we really need help. Thank you all, and I hope you don't suffer as I do. We suffered, especially my weak aunt.
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