Five-year-old Mariam,πwith her bright pink backpack and tiny hands clutching a red rose, was ready to head to her KG2 class. It was a Saturday morning, October 7, and Mariam was filled with excitement and pride for reaching the next stage of her education. She wanted to surprise her kind teacher with that little rose. But in an instant, her world β our world β was torn apart.
Without warning, the skies filled with the sounds of explosions. The joyful morning turned into a nightmare of dust, fear, and destruction. Her preschool was shattered, her teacherβs life taken, and our neighborhood became a place of ruin. That single day marked the beginning of a relentless assault on Gaza β a place where childhood dreams, laughter, and innocence were erased in moments.
I am Khaled Ismail, a 41-year-old father, and my wife Rasha is 32. We live in Gaza with our three children. Our youngest, beautiful Mariamπ, is just five years old. Our eldest, Walid, 12, is a boy full of dreams, always hoping to become an inventor. And in the middle, thereβs Karim, our 10-year-old, whose laughter and jokes used to brighten our darkest days.
But the war has left scars that words cannot heal. The day of the first airstrike changed everything. Rubble covered their toys, and black dust filled the air. The sound of my childrenβs cries mixed with the chaos of families running for their lives. We left our home that day, desperately searching for safety. But every step, every shelter, brought only more destruction.
For a year now, we have been displaced, moving from one place to another, only to be met with more violence. Today, our home is nothing more than a frail tent. It offers no shelter from the burning heat of summer or the biting cold of winter. My childrenβs small bodies are battered by this reality β malnutrition, intestinal infections, heat stroke, and even hepatitis are constant threats.
I have nothing left to change our situation. My children have lost everything. I have lost everything. Their childhood is buried under the rubble, their dreams replaced by survival, and their once-joyful laughter now a faint memory.
I am humbly reaching out to you with a plea to help us escape this endless nightmare. Our dream is simple: to find safety, to give our children a chance at life, to give Mariam and her brothers a future. With every dollar, you offer a glimmer of hope, a step closer to a place where they can finally be children again.
Please, be the reason my family finds peace. Your support, even just one dollar, can make all the difference. Together, we can turn this story of despair into one of hope and resilience. Start today, and be a part of the miracle we need.
Help Mariamπ. Help my family. Let us find a place to live with dignity and hope. Thank you for reading, and thank you for caring.
https://www.gofundme.com/f/help-5yearold-mariam-and-escape-the-horrors-of-war-in-gaza?qid=00e5241ae476a142a407a85d56b284fc
Your questions, my dear, are so hard... so very hard. How can I tell you that we are in a merciless war, and that your things and toys now exist only in the pictures on my phone? How can I tell you that this deprivation we're enduring has no clear end in sight?
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@ohmuqueen
Hello, Iβm Rasha, a mother of three children, Walid, Kareem, and Maryam. After enduring the heavy days of war for 470 days, hunger, fear, and cold wore down our bodies π. We forgot what itβs like to live in warm homes, and we cursed the war a thousand times under a worn-out tent where rain, cold, fear, and oppression seeped through π. However, we still had hope that after the war ended, we would return to our lives π. But our hopes crashed into the rubble. We found destroyed homes, no streets, no sidewalks, no infrastructure, no life... just a barren desert π’. We hope you can help us rebuild our homes and return to life again π.https://www.gofundme.com/f/help-5yearold-mariam-and-escape-the-horrors-of-war-in-gaza?qid=00e5241ae476a142a407a85d56b284fc
https://www.tumblr.com/mariaamismaeel1122/771915994535018496?source=share
Note:
The last donation, three days ago, was only 15 CAD (equivalent to 10 USD).
We are still struggling to reach our goal, having collected only 6% so far. Be the reason for bringing happiness to our family π. Donate now and share the post β€οΈ.
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@a-shade-of-blue @ramshackledtrickster @C-u-ckoo-4-40k @galacticmermaid @heydreamchild
@schoolhater @appsa @buttercuparry @sayruq @jezior0
@opencommunion @nabulsi @sar-soor @wellwaterhysteria @brutaliakhoa
@victoriawhimsey @cozy2000 @orphetoon @catgirl-kaiju @dykentery
@waterloggedsoliloquy @antisocialxconstruct @mirrorhouse @gothhabiba @capybara
@femmesbians @specialmouse @s9sh9 @jesse-pinko @leechloach
@c-rberus @ilovenanu @mlm-blues @void-flesh @stellarfa
@queerpyracy @lakesbian @bitegore
@u3pxx
@crtvirus
@thatsonehellofabird
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@fromjannah @classyeyeballs @heliopixels @safodebuenosaires
@peeptro
@intricatecakes @marbirds @kingtransgender @friendlizard @ripe
@pianta @mere-glim @cheesey-rice @hummerous @bugs-r-neat
@fogartdungeon @honeybee-fuzz @smalldumbpigeon
@sakeeeee @ohwarnette
@bhavna-does-stuff @hal-your-pal @nevermore-was-here @imjustli @omaano
@mai-monnie @nightydraws @mysteryvhs @theothergal @salty-mush-soup
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@sphinxgirlbaeddel @cat-heritage-posts @philsmeatylegss @featthewings @greenblob
@wiremotherrrrr @nash13 @biterflies @artofenby @dykefagz
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@ohmuqueen
Five-year-old Mariam,πwith her bright pink backpack and tiny hands clutching a red rose, was ready to head to her KG2 class. It was a Saturday morning, October 7, and Mariam was filled with excitement and pride for reaching the next stage of her education. She wanted to surprise her kind teacher with that little rose. But in an instant, her world β our world β was torn apart.
Without warning, the skies filled with the sounds of explosions. The joyful morning turned into a nightmare of dust, fear, and destruction. Her preschool was shattered, her teacherβs life taken, and our neighborhood became a place of ruin. That single day marked the beginning of a relentless assault on Gaza β a place where childhood dreams, laughter, and innocence were erased in moments.
I am Khaled Ismail, a 41-year-old father, and my wife Rasha is 32. We live in Gaza with our three children. Our youngest, beautiful Mariamπ, is just five years old. Our eldest, Walid, 12, is a boy full of dreams, always hoping to become an inventor. And in the middle, thereβs Karim, our 10-year-old, whose laughter and jokes used to brighten our darkest days.
But the war has left scars that words cannot heal. The day of the first airstrike changed everything. Rubble covered their toys, and black dust filled the air. The sound of my childrenβs cries mixed with the chaos of families running for their lives. We left our home that day, desperately searching for safety. But every step, every shelter, brought only more destruction.
For a year now, we have been displaced, moving from one place to another, only to be met with more violence. Today, our home is nothing more than a frail tent. It offers no shelter from the burning heat of summer or the biting cold of winter. My childrenβs small bodies are battered by this reality β malnutrition, intestinal infections, heat stroke, and even hepatitis are constant threats.
I have nothing left to change our situation. My children have lost everything. I have lost everything. Their childhood is buried under the rubble, their dreams replaced by survival, and their once-joyful laughter now a faint memory.
I am humbly reaching out to you with a plea to help us escape this endless nightmare. Our dream is simple: to find safety, to give our children a chance at life, to give Mariam and her brothers a future. With every dollar, you offer a glimmer of hope, a step closer to a place where they can finally be children again.
Please, be the reason my family finds peace. Your support, even just one dollar, can make all the difference. Together, we can turn this story of despair into one of hope and resilience. Start today, and be a part of the miracle we need.
Help Mariamπ. Help my family. Let us find a place to live with dignity and hope. Thank you for reading, and thank you for caring.
If you want to confirm your donation or wish to contact us, feel free to reach out via direct call or video call. You can contact us on WhatsApp at the following number:
Three days with no support or donations ππ.. Please, don't leave us alone ππΏ..https://www.gofundme.com/f/help-5yearold-mariam-and-escape-the-horrors-of-war-in-gaza?utm_campaign=fp_sharesheet&utm_medium=customer&utm_source=copy_link
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Gaza Under the Storm: Over 450 Days of Pain
π§οΈ Rain, Cold, and Fear:
In Gaza, our suffering continues endlessly. War has destroyed our homes, displacement has exhausted us, and now heavy rain has flooded our tents, leaving us freezing in the cold.
π Indescribable Hardship:
We are hungry, thirsty, and living under the threat of bombings. Now, nature has added to our pain. We are homeless, fighting to survive.
π Help Us by Sharing Our Story:
If you canβt donate, sharing our story is enough. Your voice could reach someone who can save us.
π Be Our Hope:
With your support, we can
endure. Thank you to everyone standing with us.
https://www.gofundme.com/f/help-5yearold-mariam-and-escape-the-horrors-of-war-in-gaza?qid=00e5241ae476a142a407a85d56b284fc
Five-year-old Mariam,πwith her bright pink backpack and tiny hands clutching a red rose, was ready to head to her KG2 class. It was a Saturday morning, October 7, and Mariam was filled with excitement and pride for reaching the next stage of her education. She wanted to surprise her kind teacher with that little rose. But in an instant, her world β our world β was torn apart.
Without warning, the skies filled with the sounds of explosions. The joyful morning turned into a nightmare of dust, fear, and destruction. Her preschool was shattered, her teacherβs life taken, and our neighborhood became a place of ruin. That single day marked the beginning of a relentless assault on Gaza β a place where childhood dreams, laughter, and innocence were erased in moments.
I am Khaled Ismail, a 41-year-old father, and my wife Rasha is 32. We live in Gaza with our three children. Our youngest, beautiful Mariamπ, is just five years old. Our eldest, Walid, 12, is a boy full of dreams, always hoping to become an inventor. And in the middle, thereβs Karim, our 10-year-old, whose laughter and jokes used to brighten our darkest days.
But the war has left scars that words cannot heal. The day of the first airstrike changed everything. Rubble covered their toys, and black dust filled the air. The sound of my childrenβs cries mixed with the chaos of families running for their lives. We left our home that day, desperately searching for safety. But every step, every shelter, brought only more destruction.
For a year now, we have been displaced, moving from one place to another, only to be met with more violence. Today, our home is nothing more than a frail tent. It offers no shelter from the burning heat of summer or the biting cold of winter. My childrenβs small bodies are battered by this reality β malnutrition, intestinal infections, heat stroke, and even hepatitis are constant threats.
I have nothing left to change our situation. My children have lost everything. I have lost everything. Their childhood is buried under the rubble, their dreams replaced by survival, and their once-joyful laughter now a faint memory.
I am humbly reaching out to you with a plea to help us escape this endless nightmare. Our dream is simple: to find safety, to give our children a chance at life, to give Mariam and her brothers a future. With every dollar, you offer a glimmer of hope, a step closer to a place where they can finally be children again.
Please, be the reason my family finds peace. Your support, even just one dollar, can make all the difference. Together, we can turn this story of despair into one of hope and resilience. Start today, and be a part of the miracle we need.
Help Mariamπ. Help my family. Let us find a place to live with dignity and hope. Thank you for reading, and thank you for caring.
https://www.gofundme.com/f/help-5yearold-mariam-and-escape-the-horrors-of-war-in-gaza?qid=00e5241ae476a142a407a85d56b284fc
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