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Hello Dear, I hope you get my message while you're fine.🙏
I'm Ola, a graduate student from the faculty of science at Al-Azhar university Gaza, Palestine. I'm a dedicated and passionate student, striving to become a good researcher and teacher.
Unexpectedly, After October 7th, my life took a drastic turn with the commencement of the cruel war on Gaza, transforming me from a passionate student to a person struggling for survival. 🥺
I have created a campaign to help my family rebuild their lives and get the basic needs of food, drink, etc in these cruel conditions. And also it will help me to complete my education.
All of what I am asking of you is your support, you can support us by making a reblog of the pinned post on my page or by writing a post about my compaign, it would provide invaluable assistance in reaching more potential supporters and I would very grateful if you share the campaign link with your friends and family via mail or other social networking sites.❤️
I sincerely wish if you can empathize with my dire situation and consider supporting us. Please be certain that any help gets us closer to our goal and no matter how small your donation might be, it will make a significant difference in my family's lives.
I would be very grateful if you could follow me to stay updated, as I will always need your help.💔
My compaign vetted by @90-ghost and @northgazaupdates and @el-shab-Hussien and @nabulsi's vetted list, line 205.
https://docs.google.com/spreadsheets/u/0/d/1yYkNp5U3ANwILl2MknJi9G7ArY4uVTEEQ1CVfzR8Ioo/htmlview#gid=0
Thanks in advance for your kindness and support. I am waiting for your response ❤️
This is my GFM link:
https://www.gofundme.com/f/empower-olas-pursuit-of-education-amid-crisis?qid=30ec4c502382b9962b96d698a687d9a8
Please donate and/or share with others 🥺🙏🇵🇸
Sincerely,
Ola
hi! keeping you in my thoughts 💛
here is the gofundme link for those able to donate:
Dear Reader,🌹
I am Dr. Mohammed Aldeeb, a dedicated medical professional specializing in emergency care, hailing from the Gaza Strip. 🇵🇸 ✌🕊
For years, I poured my heart and soul into my work at Al-Shifa Hospital, tending to the wounded and the ailing with compassion and skill.😀
However, the ravages of war tore through our lives😓, forcing me to abandon my cherished home and the familiar walls of the hospital where I once found solace😥💔.
Despite the adversities that besieged me, I persevered in my pursuit of healing. My determination led me to Al-Azhar University, where I embraced the role of a teaching assistant, imparting knowledge to aspiring medical students with unwavering dedication. Dreams of specializing in internal medicine beckoned me back to Al-Shifa Hospital, but alas, the brutal onslaught of war reduced it to rubble, shattering my aspirations in its wake.
In the chaos and carnage of conflict, I sustained injuries, and the sanctuary of my home was obliterated, leaving my family and me destitute and displaced. Yet, amid the ruins, a flicker of hope persists. At Al-Aqsa Hospital, I continue to extend a helping hand to those in need, drawing strength from the resilience instilled in me through years of education and service.
Today, we find ourselves sheltering in a humble tent, stripped of our possessions and livelihoods. The loss of my job, my home, and the comforting presence of my loved ones weighs heavily on my heart. Nevertheless, I refuse to surrender to despair, clinging to the belief that brighter days lie ahead.
It is with a heavy heart that I reach out to you, dear reader, seeking assistance in securing safe passage for myself and my family from the turmoil of Gaza. With your kindness and generosity, I hope to reclaim the path to realizing my medical vocation, enabling me to provide for my loved ones and contribute to the healing of our wounded world.
Your compassionate aid would mean the world to me and my family.
With gratitude and hope,
Dr. Mohammed Aldeeb
Gaza Strip
WhatsApp: 00972599095244
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Hello everyone
Help me and my family get more out of life
My name is Mahmoud Morshed, born on June 26, 1996, when the light of the world shone in Gaza, Palestine. I studied in elementary, middle, and high schools dreaming of becoming a prominent legal consultant, a dream that came true as I pursued law at university and completed a Master's in Criminal Law. Currently, I am a doctoral researcher in the same field.
I dreamt of having my own office where I could help people with their problems and secure their rights. However, war had other plans.
Then came October 7th, a day that brought us closer to death than ever before, marking us all among the dead. I used to feel safe in my home, going to work every day, until the war consumed our bodies, destroyed our lives, and left us as living dead. The Israeli occupation completely destroyed my office and my home within the first three days of the war. We received a call from the army demanding we evacuate within 60 seconds, leaving behind all our belongings, personal documents, and everything essential for life. Our home was utterly destroyed.
We fled to an area the army claimed was safe. During our escape in a large vehicle with many others, a nearby car was targeted, narrowly sparing us from certain death. We ended up living in southern Gaza (Nuseirat), on barren land devoid of life's necessities—no food, water, trees, or shelter.
At that time, we managed to set up a plastic tent to shelter from the freezing winter cold and rain showers. On November 16, 2023, I was injured in the left side of my back by a cluster of burning shrapnel from a phosphorous rocket that fell on the piece of land where I was living. The army ordered us to evacuate to another area again, so we moved to Zawaida, where the occupation bombed the neighboring house next to the tent we had pitched, saving us for the second time.
We then moved to Rafah, where we lived with over 300 families on a piece of land no larger than 500 square meters. There was no clean water, no healthy food, and none of life's essentials
Today, I am in Khan Younis after the occupation fully entered and took over Rafah. I am living on the beach in a plastic tent, using seawater for bathing, washing, and drinking. We lack even the most basic food, not even flour to make bread. I have lost over 37 kilograms, and my health is deteriorating.
My dream and hope are that you can help me escape even slightly from this inevitable death, just a hair's breadth away. Please read my story and truly imagine with me—I mean really imagine—that I cannot even provide my mother with a piece of dry bread.
I humbly seek your support.
Thank you all.
This is Farah's 'GoFundMe' (she's not that far off from her goal :) ) -
You can clips of the situation people are facing in Ghazza that she's uploaded onto her Instagram handle - farah.n.ammar.
The entity delights in taking away these people's limbs, sight and dignity - the football players, the journalists, just every day humans.
Please boost and raise awareness.
"Trapped Dreams"
https://gofund.me/409f63bb
In a small corner of Gaza, where the lights fade and darkness falls, Mahmoud sat alone, thinking. He was a young man like any other, dreaming of a better future, a safe home, and a job that would provide him and his family with a decent life. But the dream turned into a nightmare, and life into a daily struggle for survival.
Mahmoud's family, which includes 43 members, lived under the burden of siege and war. They lost their homes, and watched their dreams fade before their eyes. Every day was a new challenge, searching for a living amidst the lack of water and electricity, and the fear of bombing that could come at any moment.
"I saw hope in the eyes of my children, but the siege was taking it away from them little by little," Mahmoud says sadly. "They wanted to play in the streets, and go to school, but all that surrounded them was destruction and fear."
Mahmoud's dream now is simple, to get his family out of this hell, and to start a new life in a safe place. But the costs of migration are high, and far beyond their means.
Noha is a story of courage and determination. She reminds us that disability is not a barrier, and that anything is possible if you are determined enough.
“We need your help,” Mahmoud says, his voice trembling. “We need a chance to build a better future for our children.”
Read it once in your life, and never regret it. ✋✅
Do you feel bored of the posts asking for help from Gaza? You’re right, but imagine our situation as we live this war day after day for 13 months. Do you think we’re tired too?!!
Asking for help is not easy; it’s very embarrassing, especially for a family that used to live a decent life. My husband and I completed our university education with distinction, worked in respectable jobs, and were used to helping others, not asking for help. But the war has turned our lives into a nightmare; we lost our home, our sources of income, and even our ability to provide the simplest of needs.
I'm Hanan. For the past 13 months, we have been struggling to get healthy food and medicine for my child, whose weak body was attacked by infection, and for my elderly mother-in-law, who fell into a coma for several days and almost lost her life due to anemia caused by our inability to provide healthy food, as prices have risen more than 10 times. Now, we have run out of everything. While you are reading my message, my family and I are trying to survive amidst all kinds of suffering.
What was once a beautiful dream and reality has now become a nightmare. Starvation is one thing, but starving, freezing, and being forced to flee in the middle of the night when tanks suddenly arrive in your area, running for your life and your family’s life under fire, leaving behind everything you built over the years, and returning after 5 months of suffering in displacement and tents to find that your home, where you lived your happiest moments, is nothing but rubble, is something completely different! 💔😓
Can you feel my broken heart now? Can you imagine what I’m going through at this moment? Everything I am living now cannot be described with words, and every moment here is filled with pain and fear. We desperately need your help, as we live in hope of escaping Gaza to save our lives and live safely away from the explosions.
You might feel powerless to stop this genocide, but you can certainly save my family. We appeal to your compassionate hearts to help us escape this catastrophe, which the human mind cannot even fathom.
Please share our campaign with your family and friends. This will help us reach those who can help us directly. Be the reason to bring hope back to our hearts ♥️✨
Or donate via PayPal
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Hi 👋 my 🍉 dear ⚘supporters ❤
I am a Palestinian youngman of 26 yrs , from the besieged Gaza, seeking to find safety and peace for my eight_member family 👪 that has been in very harsh and tough situations for almost a year. Since the outbreak of the war, we have been forcibly displaced to the south of Gaza, in the hope of finding a safer place, but the fact is that there is no safe place in Gaza. After we had lost all our possessions and belongings like our house and our livelihood_ source business were destroyed and damaged 💔 due to the annihilation of our neighborhood.
This photo was taken to the remains and ruins of our house. Nothing has been left for my family to live in nor a source to live on. Now we are living in small tents ⛺ in streets lacking all means of a house.
We re leading unbelievably difficult circumstances due to this injust war on Gaza. Also, We are painfully suffering from the bad living conditions because we lack all necessities and essentials of our daily life. Food, clean drink water, medicine 💊, health care , and other necessities have become scarce and unattainable and this adds to our sufferings and hardship.
a photo taken to show how harsh and tough our life is. hours of waiting in queue to get some gallons of water for the daily use. This is driving us crazy and insane .
What adds to our tragedy is that we wait long hours just to get a little water that can't meet our daily use.
It is also sad to have a sister suffering from chronic diseases such as bone atrophy , yet no health care exists.
so I am asking you my dear donors to help us get out of this painful tragedy and hardship. You can help my family by donating whatever you can or by sharing 🙏 my messages so that my goal can be reached sooner. Your help is essential for people in dire needs and awkward situations.
yours
During the war, I experienced a million awful feelings.
I felt the loss of my friends, the sense of heartbreak, the hunger and thirst, the feeling of being rescued from death, the shiver of fear, the months of waiting, the loss of your hard work, toil, and dreams, the displacement, the feeling of running in the middle of the night from one place to another due to an evacuation order, the illness and malnutrition, the feeling of sleeping on the floor in the hospital while everyone passes over you because there's no bed to sleep on, the constant thinking, the sense of alienation in your own country, the attachment to places and people and then leaving them, the disappointment, the queues, and more.
I overcame all of them and am content so that God may be pleased with me.
But the heat and living in a tent, I swear I cannot bear it.
How can I explain to you the harshness of everything that is happening?🙁