Hello 🖐

Hello 🖐

I am aya living in North Gaza  with my three children, and we are facing starvation in the northern region. We have moved more than 13 times trying to find a safe place, but there is no safety anywhere.

I am asking for your help to protect my children and get us out of this imminent danger😥.

Your donations and sharing of my story will greatly contribute to our survival.🙏🙏

https://gofund.me/7dc97966

Donate, share and reblog to help Aya's family! Spread the word!

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‼️ Please don’t skip taking a look 🍉🇵🇸

❤️‍🩹❤️‍🩹 Here is my story 🍉🇵🇸

Donate to Help Eslam Save Her Family, organized by Victoria Beauchamp
gofundme.com
My name is Victoria, from the greater Chicagoland area, and I am starting this fundraise… Victoria Beauchamp needs your support for Help Esl

“My name is Eslam from Gaza, I’m 29 years old, and I’m a children teacher from Khan Yunis in the Gaza Strip. a mother of two daughters, Hanaa 5 years old, and Alma, 10 months old. My husband Rasmi is the director of 3 language and training centers. In this war, our house was completely destroyed and razed to the ground, and my husband’s centers were blown up. He lost his job, and we were completely displaced, and we are now homeless and jobless, My two young daughters constantly suffer from diseases due to malnutrition and water pollution.

‼️ Please Don’t Skip Taking A Look 🍉🇵🇸

Danger and death surround us all day and all night. We have lost everything and depend on donations to survive and, most of all, to have any hope of escaping this genocide and evacuating to safety in Egypt. The cost of daily living continues to rise significantly in Gaza - imagine that we cannot find the type of milk for our daughter because of its high price. There is no kind of detergent and this is the cause of skin diseases for my two little girls. We bought a piece of soap for $30! ، and detergent is 100$.

Attached for you are pictures of how our lives have changed since October 7th.

‼️ Please Don’t Skip Taking A Look 🍉🇵🇸

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‼️ Please Don’t Skip Taking A Look 🍉🇵🇸
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Please help. Any funds raised will be used in daily survival and if enough is raised, to be able to evacuate Gaza.


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1 year ago
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Don't stop talking about Palestine 🇵🇸

Don't stop talking about Palestine 🇵🇸

Don't stop talking about Palestine 🇵🇸

Don't stop talking about Palestine 🇵🇸

Don't stop talking about Palestine 🇵🇸

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1 year ago
"In order for me to write poetry that isn't political, I must listen
to the birds and in order to hear the birds the warplanes must be silent" poem by Marwan Makhoul
Oh rascal children of Gaza.
You who constantly disturbed me
with you screams under my window.
You who filled every morning
with rush and chaos. 
You who broke my vase
and stole the lonely flower on my balcony.
Come back,
and scream as you want
and break all the vases.
Steal all the flowers.
Come back.
Just come back."

A poem by Khaled Juma
"I wish children didn't die.
I wish they would be temporarily elevated to the skies until the war ends. 

Then they would return home safe and when their parents would ask them: "where were you?", they would say "we were playing in the clouds".

A poem by Ghassan Fayiz Kanafani
"You may fasten my chains
Deprive me of my books and tobacco
You may fill my mouth with earth
Poetry will feed my heart, like blood
It is salt to the bread
And liquid to the eye
I will write it with nails, eye-sockets, daggers
I will recite it in my prison cell -
In the bathroom -
In the stable -
Under the whip -
Under the chains -
In spite of my handcuffs
I have a million nightingales 
On the branches of my heart
Singing the song of liberation."

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"Here are your tortured poets. All from Mahmoud Darwish to Dr. Refat Alareer to Khaled Juma, these are tortured poets. Tortured by longing for a home they can never return to, tortured by the world they were born to for BEING BORN. Palestine, home to the tortured poets department." [@/folkoftheshelf on X. April 20th, 2024.]

1 year ago
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The Silo

1 year ago

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