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In a forgotten neighborhood, amid the echoes of war and small dreams that refuse to break, lives Mohammad with his wife and their two little children—Reema, just six months old, and Imad, three years old. Despite the hardship of their circumstances, Mohammad fights every day to provide his small family with hope, filling his children’s hearts with love.

Reema was born to the sounds of explosions and burning skies, as if her arrival was a message of hope and resilience. She is a flower that bloomed in an atmosphere lacking safety. And Imad, though so young, sees his father as a hero, clinging to hope amidst every cry of pain.

Every day brings a new challenge for Mohammad, from finding a simple meal to feed his family, to his desperate efforts to secure diapers and milk for Reema, who deserves a quiet life, free from the world’s pain. Yet Mohammad asks for so little—only a safe home, enough food to feed his children, and warmth that his little ones deserve.

Dear friend, your help could make a big difference for this family that battles in silence. Your kind hands could be their lifeline, opening a window of hope for them, where they can live a childhood of dignity, free from pain and fear.

Campaign owner's account : @Ma-tar-990

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Donate to Help them to rebuild Mohammed family lives, organised by W SALEM

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Daily update(42)

Health disaster

I wandered around Deir al-Balah market to buy some of the needs that my wife requested, which were cleaning supplies: dishwashing liquid, shampoo, soap, chlorine, washing up liquid, scented tissue paper, a broom, a wipe, a cleaning cloth, a mop, and a plastic bag.

After many hours of searching in the market, I found these items at one of the sellers. I asked him about the prices. He told me astronomical numbers, terrifying prices. The price was 20 times the real price. I had to leave immediately, as I could barely afford food and daily expenses.

I asked one of the merchants why, and he replied that the occupation has prevented the introduction of detergents into the Gaza Strip for a long time, which led to them running out of markets.

Because of this, we were forced to use alternatives, including scouring cooking utensils with sand, or hand-made materials, which are very poor and not suitable for this, as the environment is not clean.

The tents are set up on sand, and the temperature in the tents is high and causes sweating, and the surroundings around the tents are not clean because it is impossible to transport waste. On top of this, water is scarce. As a result, all members of my family developed various skin diseases, which exacerbated our suffering, and we began searching for a cure for these diseases.

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Donate to Support Siraj's Family in Rebuilding Their Home, organized by Ahmad Abudayeh

hi, my name is ahmad and I'm raising a fund for my cousin Siraj and thi… Ahmad Abudayeh needs your support for Support Siraj's Family in Reb

Today, we need your help in providing cleaning and treatment tools by contributing to reaching the sixth goal, K60, until Thursday, where the expenses will go to purchasing the necessary needs of treatment and hygiene materials.

Note:

Since the gfm organizer is based in canada, the gfm will not accept donations from paypal. Please DM @malcriada who is a trusted friend of siraj if you wish to donate using paypal, or are otherwise having any issue donating to the gfm with general cards.

Vetted and appears #219 on @/el-shab-hussein and @/nabulsi’s list of vetted fundraisers, so please dont hesitate to share and donate.

For any information about the Siraj family’s story, contact the campaign managers: @buttercuparry , @appsa .

I sang to the moon,

With a flower in my hand

I reached out and gave it to them.

The next night i sang again,

This time there were two flowers in my hands,

I reached out and gave the flowers to them.

Like that, every night i would sing

With one more flower in my hands every time

The moon was happy, and so was i.

I sang again this night

Having no flowers to give

I asked for a second time

They gave me it.

I sang again

Gave them flowers

They were happy, so was i.

This night the moon sang to me,

Their voice so soft,

They were happy, and so was i.

This night i read to them a book,

They listened intently

And helped me understand.

Some night we started composing,

Making songs for everyone to hear,

They were happy, and so was i.

Our songs were bueatiful,

A moth joined us,

Then the three of us composed.

Our songs showed the people what love is,

The moon kissed us both goodbye

And the sun came up.

Our songs showed trust,

And the moon trusted us,

More than the sun.

Our songs showed strong bonds,

The moon gave us a gift,

A necklace made of crystal beads,

I love you ingraved in them.

Our songs showed care,

The moon patched up my wounds,

Held the moth gently.

Our songs showed healing,

The moon helped sort the emotions i didn't understand.

We were happy together,

But the moon would lose us both,

And live on alone to the end.

We told them we would be with them

Alive and dead, together forever.

Pjevala sam mjesecu,

Sa cvijetom u ruci

Ispružila sam ruku i dao mu ga.

Sljedeće noći sam opet pjevala,

Ovaj put su u mojim rukama bila dva cvijeta,

Ispružila sam ruku i dala mu cvijeće.

Tako bih svake večeri pjevala

Svaki put s jednim cvijetom više u rukama

Mjesec je bio sretan, a i ja.

Opet sam pjevala ove noći

Nemajući cvijeća za pokloniti

Tražila sam drugo vrijeme

Dali su mi ga.

Ponovno sam zapjevala

Dala im cvijeće

Bili su sretni, kao i ja.

Ove noći mjesec mi je pjevao,

Njihov glas tako nježan,

Bili su sretni, a i ja.

Ove noći čitam im knjigu,

Pažljivo su slušali

I pomogao mi razumijeti

Jedne noći smo počeli komponirati,

Stvaranje pjesama koje će svi čuti,

Bili su sretni, a i ja.

Naše su pjesme bile divne,

Pridružio nam se moljac,

Onda smo nas troje skladali.

Naše pjesme pokazale su ljudima što je ljubav,

Mjesec nas je oboje poljubio na rastanku

I sunce je izašlo.

Naše pjesme pokazale su povjerenje,

I mjesec nam je vjerovao,

Više od sunca.

Naše pjesme pokazale su jake veze,

Mjesec nam je dao dar,

Ogrlica od kristalnih perli,

Volim te urezan u njima.

Naše pjesme pokazale su brigu,

Mjesec mi je zakrpao rane,

Nježno držao moljca.

Naše pjesme pokazale su iscjeljenje,

Mjesec mi je pomogao razvrstati emocije koje nisam razumio.

Bili smo sretni zajedno,

Ali mjesec bi nas oboje izgubio,

I živio sam do kraja.

Rekli smo im da ćemo biti s njima

Živi i mrtvi, zajedno zauvijek.

                                              ummmmmmm_hello

                                    Friday 25.10.2024.

                                    Petak 25.10.2024.

Hello lm hamdi ,I humbly ask for your support by reblogging this post on your account to help me and my family. As newcomers to Tumblr and GoFundMe, we are in desperate need of your kindness and support. 🙏🇵🇸🍉😔Please donate 🙏🏼Let's reach the goal as soon as possible .

i cant donate, but i totally will post and reblog!

please donate and reblog if you can!!

‏Today's vetted fundraisers

I am Nevin Al-Sir, I live in Gaza, I am 27 years old, I used to work as an accountant in an accounting firm, I am married and have a child, I was also pregnant during the war, the war on Gaza, and when the evacuation order came from our area in Gaza, we fled through the corridor that the occupation lied to us about and the safe corridor was a disaster. We walked on foot, the longest distance I have ever walked in my life. I was displaced to a tent with the rest of my family, and it was very difficult, tiring and exhausting. Every time there was an evacuation in the southern areas, I was forced to evacuate again to a worse tent. Then I gave birth to my child in a field hospital because the hospitals were out of service. I gave birth to my son in the winter, the cold and the war together, which did not destroy my house and my tent. Now we live in a tent, me, my mother, my father, my husband, my brothers, my sisters and their children, and I need your support to try to survive.

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Donate to Help Nevin alserr family escape the war, organized by Niven Alser

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@el-shab-hussein @nabulsi @irhabiya @wellwaterhysteria @sar-soor @stuckinapril

Hello, I am Riham from Gaza. All my dreams have been shattered now in Gaza. I studied Public Relations and Media and graduated just one day before the war, but now my home, my dreams, and my university have been destroyed.

All my dreams have been crushed 😞 I ask for your support, participation, and donations.

Please share my story and donate after reading it; it’s urgent! 🇵🇸🍉

Please don’t ignore my plea for help. Any donation, even a small one, will make a big difference 🙏🙏

Hello, i cant donate but i can try to share it around as much as possible.

Hope on the Path to Safety💔

My name is Mohamed Mabrouk, and I live outside the Gaza Strip, but my heart and mind are with my family who is suffering there. Due to the ongoing war, our home was bombed, and now my wife and children are sleeping on the streets. These harsh conditions fill me with worry and fear for their safety.

Being away from them makes me feel increasingly helpless. Each passing day, I find it harder to sleep or focus on anything, consumed by constant concern for their well-being.

I write this story to seek help and donations to rescue them. I need to raise funds to get them to a safe place where they can live with dignity. Any contribution, no matter how small, will make a significant difference in reuniting my family. I urge you to help me rescue them and bring them to me as soon as possible.

I believe that hope still exists, and I need your support to achieve that.

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Donate to Help my family escape the Gaza war, organized by mohammed mabrouk

am Muhammad Hassan Mahmoud Mabrouk 42 years old " Palestinian citizen from Gaza," … mohammed mabrouk needs your support for Help my family e

i'm going to try to keep this short, because i need you to pay attention. hazem @albardawillhazem95 has lost his entire family. his wife, who was pregnant, along with his two children were killed when the israeli army bombed their home. hazem lay in a coma as a result for days, and when he woke up he learned of his family's death.

now he is living in shelter that does nothing to protect him from the elements, suffering from prolonged injuries as a result of the attack on his home. he has been trying to raise the funds he needs to provide himself with his basic needs, but progress for his campaign has been very slow.

please, please help hazem. he is hoping to raise the short-term goal of £7,000, and he is only £2,127 away from this goal! a donation of £5 goes a long way to providing hazem with material help in the face of devastation. these are hazem's own words:

"I seek help from you and ask you for help. Hand in hand, we can make a big difference. Thank you for standing by our side, and also thank you from my heart."

His campaign has been vetted and shared here.

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Hello

I hope my message finds you well

I would be really grateful if you could help me by donating to save me and my family from the dangers of war and death in Gaza and escape to a safe place. 🇵🇸❤️

Donate even 20€ 🙏💔

Please share, repost or donate to my family 🙏

https://gofund.me/b60fb34d

Hello. I can't donate, but i will share. Hopefully people will donate.