What were you doing at this age?🤔🥹
The Story of Jana, Nasser, and Mohammed
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In a time of war, Jana, Nasser, and Mohammed lived in a remote village overshadowed by despair. Every morning, their mother, Souad, would set out on a long, exhausting journey to fetch water from a distant well. 💧 The weight of her task mirrored the heaviness in their hearts. 😢
While she walked, the children anxiously awaited her return, their hopes flickering like candle flames in the dark. When she finally came back, her arms ached under the weight of the water jar, but it was never enough to quench their thirst or fill their empty stomachs. Food was a distant dream, and often they went days with little to eat. 🍞😔
Jana, the eldest, tried to offer comfort. "We will eat tomorrow," she would say with a forced smile, while Nasser and Mohammed clung to her words, desperate for any glimmer of hope. 🌈
One night, as they huddled together under the cold moonlight, they shared dreams of lush fields and rivers filled with fresh water—moments that felt so far away from their reality. 🌙 But the sounds of war always crept back, a constant reminder of their struggles and fears. ⚔️
Despite the sorrow that enveloped them, a small flicker of hope remained in their hearts. They clung to the belief that one day, relief would come, and their lives would return to normal. ✨
Today, these children urgently need your support to overcome their suffering. Every donation can provide them with water and food, helping to rebuild their shattered dreams. Let’s unite to make their story a symbol of hope and resilience in the face of overwhelming adversity. 🤝❤️
Please stop and listen to our painful story and help me save my family
Help me get my father and mother out and secure their lives
“The tent was their only shelter. Its winter wall was made of threadbare fabric that did not protect them from the cold or the summer heat. Inside, they lay on a thin mattress, two beaten corpses. My father and mother still suffered from diabetes and high blood pressure. They woke up every day to The sound of chronic pain and dreams that relax with every breath.
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Hello everyone, once again everyone suffers from illnesses and rashes caused by heat, bad food and unhealthy water. Here are the attached pictures of my children suffering from a rash. We cannot obtain medicines because they are either not available or too expensive to purchase at affordable prices. I ask you to help me and my family treat my children Mira and Ahmed and get treatment in the way possible.
https://gofund.me/a25b42f8
I would be very grateful if you donated to me and my family, thank you for your generosity in our time of need 🙏🏻💔
Hello, hope you are well
I saw your interest in supporting Palestinian campaigns, which prompted me to contact you to thank you for this great effort.🙏
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Thank you for complet reading 🤍
Najah
While the children of the world are living their first year 🍼 in safety, my little girl (Nour) was deprived of that 💔
When the war of extermination began, I was eight months pregnant 🤰 and my baby was born without a warm bed or a safe home, as she was moved to more than 15 places (tents, shelter schools, relatives' homes, hospitals, etc.) and the displacement is still ongoing until this moment.
I don't know when (Nour) will get her right to live in a safe home and play with her toys like the rest of the children of the world 😔??
What sin did (Nour) commit to live all this while she was only 10 months old 🥺!!
You can protect Nour by getting her out of Gaza by donating on the link
🚨Important update🚨🍉🍉
I am Anas from the northern Gaza Strip. Since 11 months, we have been suffering from woes and woes of destruction, hunger, and displacement from one place to another.
For 11 months we have been suffering from hunger, thirst and deprivation of food and nourishment, until we have had to eat animal feed, donkeys and rabbits.
For 11 months we have been deprived of education and study and our dreams have already been destroyed in this war
We have been suffering from lack of income for 11 years.
Our small house and the agricultural land from which we obtained our daily sustenance, needs and daily income to survive were destroyed
But after the war destroyed the agricultural land and the small house, we lost the limited income we used to live on.
For 11 months we have been deprived of electricity and water, as we walk kilometers to get a gallon of water, which is equivalent to 16 liters for five people.
To verify the TikTok link
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Hi, For five months I've been trying to find a friend to create a campaign for me. I was even able to create a campaign through my friend Brooke Cole so that the campaign would be reliable and the donation would be protected for everyone. My children are living under bombardment in the war 😭 Please consider them your children and help them 🙏🙏 Stand by my side to save and protect my children. They haven't gone to school for a year 🙏😢😢 Donate to save my children's lives 🍉 🙏🇵🇸 We live in very difficult and desperate circumstances, and what is worst of all is that the fear that haunts me increases day by day. Help me provide them with basic life needs
I'm low on money, but I'll reblog your posts to spread awareness! I wish the best for you and your children!
Why is no one talking to me? No one checks on my family anymore. Are we no longer important, the six of us?! When will I find someone to care about us? Will it be when we are bombed or dead?
The people here helped me, and the Tumblr community is wonderful. I love you all.
But no one wants to check on my family anymore. I have four children who live every day in fear, with bombings and death, in a place without sanitation, filled with epidemics and diseases. Even food is now just canned goods. Is a child supposed to live their life here without any sweets or treats?
Are we dead?! Is that why no one answers or asks about us? Or has the world's conscience died, so they don’t think about us or inquire about us?
I created a post telling our story in black and white because my family and I are starting to lose hope. Perhaps someone will look at the pictures and read the story, realizing that this family is on the brink of becoming a memory.
My children, my wife, and I read your comments and your words, and the messages you send. Why have you stopped? No one is standing with us. You know, even internet and electricity here are hard to come by, and we walk a long way to reach a place just to tell you that we are still alive here in Gaza.
We hoped someone would fight with us, try to raise our voice to the world, send our campaign to friends, or even try to adopt our cause and reach out to people, asking them to write and share our story.
If I’m the only one here in Gaza trying to raise my family's voice and save them, I won’t succeed alone.
I'm writing this because I can't do it alone, and I hope you will support me and stand with me.
Just read this with your hearts. My family and I need your support with your own selves, minds, and consciences, not just donations, above all else.
I will attach a picture of my family here, hoping it will make someone look with their heart, talk to us, and say, “I will try to help you.”
I hope to find someone who cares about whether my family and I are still alive.
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tomoko paffendorf !!!
Why is no one talking to me? No one checks on my family anymore. Are we no longer important, the six of us?! When will I find someone to care about us? Will it be when we are bombed or dead?
The people here helped me, and the Tumblr community is wonderful. I love you all.
But no one wants to check on my family anymore. I have four children who live every day in fear, with bombings and death, in a place without sanitation, filled with epidemics and diseases. Even food is now just canned goods. Is a child supposed to live their life here without any sweets or treats?
Are we dead?! Is that why no one answers or asks about us? Or has the world's conscience died, so they don’t think about us or inquire about us?
I created a post telling our story in black and white because my family and I are starting to lose hope. Perhaps someone will look at the pictures and read the story, realizing that this family is on the brink of becoming a memory.
My children, my wife, and I read your comments and your words, and the messages you send. Why have you stopped? No one is standing with us. You know, even internet and electricity here are hard to come by, and we walk a long way to reach a place just to tell you that we are still alive here in Gaza.
We hoped someone would fight with us, try to raise our voice to the world, send our campaign to friends, or even try to adopt our cause and reach out to people, asking them to write and share our story.
If I’m the only one here in Gaza trying to raise my family's voice and save them, I won’t succeed alone.
I'm writing this because I can't do it alone, and I hope you will support me and stand with me.
Just read this with your hearts. My family and I need your support with your own selves, minds, and consciences, not just donations, above all else.
I will attach a picture of my family here, hoping it will make someone look with their heart, talk to us, and say, “I will try to help you.”
I hope to find someone who cares about whether my family and I are still alive.
💔🙏
I hope everyone can donate and share my story:
I am Eman from Gaza, I am 20 years old, a mother of two children, waleed and Layan. I stand before you, needing your help to save my life and the lives of my children from the devastating war on the Gaza Strip.
Waleed and Layan’s simplest dreams were to complete their educational lives and live a life full of joy and a beautiful life, but everything became a dream and they were unable to achieve their dreams and goals.💔
We have been displaced several times due to the destruction of our house, and now I live in a very small tent that is not suitable for living in due to the extreme heat and the spread of insects and diseases 💔
It is difficult for me to find words to describe what we face every day in Gaza: no food, no medicine, no clean drinking water, oppression, helplessness and psychological pressure.
Please donate and share, $1 makes a difference in saving my life and the lives of my children 🍉
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A cry for help from Gaza
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Hello,
I am Ahmed Naser Al- Anqar
30years old,married to huda Al-Mogani
bombing of the Baptist Hospital I have a brother named Mahmoud Nasr, martyr of the Baptist Hospital massacre. He has two children,
Razan, two years old, and Mahmoud,
four months old. They have become orphans, and there is no one to support them except us and God. My brother, Muhammad Nasr, has a daughter named Elaine,
who is 6 years old, and a boy named Nasr, who is 9 years old My brother Osama has a daughter named Amal, who is one year old A wonderful girl, but the war destroyed our childhood She is now infected with a virus due to lack of food Finally, my father and mother My father suffers from chronic diseases and great shock due to the loss of my older brother Mahmoud, who was martyred I am Ahmed, whose foot was amputated My mother also suffers from chronic diseases I hope you will help me and my simple family evacuate us from Gaza And the installation of prosthetic limbs for Ahmed And to complete my dream and study with my family outside Gaza
Thank you very much for your support and generosity.
sincerely,
Ahmed Al-Anqar