23rd of Ramadan.
We were hoping to enjoy some safety… But we didn't even get to enjoy a little safety before the war, which never really ended, was renewed.
It was renewed after two months of "rest" that was nothing more than a pause in the bloodshed. It was renewed after two months of "rest" during which the crossings were not opened and the siege continued. It was renewed after two months of "rest" during which they took what they wanted from Gaza and then resumed the bombing and destruction. Yesterday, they besieged more than 50,000 displaced people in the west of Rafah, abusing them and carrying out massacres.
The children who were waiting for Eid… were martyred. The sound of bombing, displacement, and homelessness never leaves us.
Gaza itself is tired… tired… tired. So what about its people and its families?
We are tired of the bombing, the destruction, the displacement. We haven't even recovered from the last displacement, and now we have to leave our homes again, which we haven't even had time to rebuild? Are they going to destroy them again after the hope we had? We are tired of greedy merchants, tired of the lack of food. Imagine that in the month of Ramadan, I fast from food for 12 hours, and my main meal is hummus or sometimes rice.
We are very tired… And we need you so much in a way I've never felt before in my life. We need you more than at the beginning of the war because the war has returned even stronger than before!! Support at gofundme Link
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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.
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