i recently had to take shinigami eyes off my computer, so if i reblog from a terf/radfem/etc then im really sorry.
update 3/9/23 (d/m/yy): i got shinigami eyes back!
i recently had to take shinigami eyes off my computer, so if i reblog from a terf/radfem/etc then im really sorry.
update 3/9/23 (d/m/yy): i got shinigami eyes back!
Hello dear .. My name is Abdul Rahman Halas, married to the martyred journalist Alaa Al-Dahdouh. My journalist wife works for the Watan News Agency and we had a beautiful child named Karam. The real disaster began on Wednesday, May 31, 2024, when my wife, my child and I were surprised by a huge missile that fell on us and exploded in the place where we were, targeting the house we fled to and other neighboring houses
. At that moment, my journalist wife Alaa hugged our child Karam to protect him from the hell of the missile, but she turned into pieces and died immediately. My child Karam and I miraculously escaped certain death when the pressure of the missile threw me a long distance, which resulted in me being injured by numerous shrapnel and multiple injuries that led to severe fractures in my leg and damage to the nerves in my hand and foot and various shrapnel in different parts of my body
. My wife is a journalist covering the crimes of genocide against defenseless civilians in the Gaza Strip. With the intensification of the bombing and the scarcity of food and water, my wife and I struggled daily to secure food for our only child Karam, who was also suffering from severe fear because of The brutal bombing of the Gaza Strip.
Now after the disaster that befell my family, I need your generous support to overcome my ordeal and pay for my treatment and surgeries. I need several surgeries outside the Gaza Strip that cost a lot of money, and I am in dire need of your tears and support.
I am confident that after reading my sad story, you will sympathize with me and share with me and will not leave me and my child Karam alone.
Donate to me or share my campaign with your friends to donate to me
No matter how small your donation is, it means to me a chance for me and my child to be treated and to stay safe.
Legit
Hello, I am Maha, Ratiba’s daughter, from Gaza. I funded this link to help my family
I am Ratiba Al-Shaer,I am 54 years old, My husband died, and I remained responsible for meeting the needs of my children, Day and night, I became a father and a mother to them. It is a difficult task and a great responsibility after I used to live in comfort, and my husband was responsible for everything, but he died and left me and my children, and we have no source. He entered, the world became dark in my face, but I was determined to be strong and not to surrender for their sake.
I have four children:
Abed, Mohamad, Ahmed, and my daughter Maha.
We had a beautiful little house with many beautiful details and love and wonderful family bonding.
My children always looked forward to the weekend to spend a fun day somewhere and have a good time together
As the days pass and the displacement takes place, the situation gets worse for us
The war has stripped us of everything.
The home of our dreams, the safety and the sense of security that once supported us. Our world has turned into a struggle for daily survival. Even the basics of life such as food, water and medicine are difficult to obtain. Even education and their future have been halted due to the constant threat, bombing, destruction and genocide.
After October 7, this damned war forced us to leave our home and give up everything we had. We moved to places that were supposed to be safe, but they became dangerous. We were forced to continue moving from one place to another in search of safety for my children, and I have not yet found a safe place.
We live in a tent in this bitter cold,I could not get clothes for my children from under the rubble of my house. And they feel very cold
Currently, we have lost everything we have. I only have my children
Please, as you read this, think about the difference you can make. It's not just about saving lives; It is about restoring the dignity and hope that war stole. Your contribution can be a lifeline that saves a monotonous family and gives my children a chance in a world where their future is not determined by fear.
Rather, loving and caring for those who stand with them in their most difficult times, continuing their education and feeling safe
I ask everyone to donate and help save my family and get us out of Gaza.
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Hello dear .. My name is Abdul Rahman Halas, married to the martyred journalist Alaa Al-Dahdouh. My journalist wife works for the Watan News Agency and we had a beautiful child named Karam. The real disaster began on Wednesday, May 31, 2024, when my wife, my child and I were surprised by a huge missile that fell on us and exploded in the place where we were, targeting the house we fled to and other neighboring houses
. At that moment, my journalist wife Alaa hugged our child Karam to protect him from the hell of the missile, but she turned into pieces and died immediately. My child Karam and I miraculously escaped certain death when the pressure of the missile threw me a long distance, which resulted in me being injured by numerous shrapnel and multiple injuries that led to severe fractures in my leg and damage to the nerves in my hand and foot and various shrapnel in different parts of my body
. My wife is a journalist covering the crimes of genocide against defenseless civilians in the Gaza Strip. With the intensification of the bombing and the scarcity of food and water, my wife and I struggled daily to secure food for our only child Karam, who was also suffering from severe fear because of The brutal bombing of the Gaza Strip.
Now after the disaster that befell my family, I need your generous support to overcome my ordeal and pay for my treatment and surgeries. I need several surgeries outside the Gaza Strip that cost a lot of money, and I am in dire need of your tears and support.
I am confident that after reading my sad story, you will sympathize with me and share with me and will not leave me and my child Karam alone.
Donate to me or share my campaign with your friends to donate to me
No matter how small your donation is, it means to me a chance for me and my child to be treated and to stay safe.
Legit
Dear Supporters,
Your generosity has been a beacon of hope in these dark times, helping us secure basic essentials like food, clean water, and medicine. But with winter closing in, our needs are growing. We urgently need shelter, warm clothing, blankets, and protection against the harsh conditions.
There was a lady who voluntary helped us by launching the fundraising campaign and already she transferred 5,000 USD. But, 2 months ago she doesn’t responded and doesn’t transfer anymore. So, we launched a new fundraising campaign with 20,000 USD to cover our needs
Prices of daily essentials have skyrocketed, and access is extremely limited. Many families, including ours, are left without a steady income, struggling to survive day by day.
Your support can make a world of difference. Please stand with us. Every little bit helps to bring warmth, safety, and hope to us.
Thank you for your unwavering compassion.
My new campaign link👇
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Hello, I’m Hani, 26 years old, from Gaza. Life wasn’t easy even before the war. I studied social work, but due to the lack of job opportunities, I was forced to work as a taxi driver. But in October last year, everything changed in unimaginable ways. The war on Gaza began, and my life, as well as my family’s, turned into a never-ending nightmare.
We lived in an area close to the border, and when the shells started raining down on us from the very first hour, we had no choice but to leave. We heard the sounds of bombings destroying the homes and streets around us, and we witnessed how our city turned to ruins in just a few hours. Massacres were happening right before our eyes; children, women, and the elderly fell as helpless victims. Everything we loved disappeared — our home, our neighborhood, and our neighbors.
At first, we tried to hold on. We stayed for two months in northern Gaza despite the destruction all around us. But when the bombing intensified and targeted every surrounding area, we had to make the hardest decision: to flee south. The journey was not easy. Everywhere, the destruction was immense, roads were cut off, and there was no means of transportation. Every moving vehicle was directly targeted, and we were terrified of every sound.
Still, we had to move forward. I gathered my family: my father Yasser (55 years old) and my mother Manal (50 years old), who suffers from diabetes and high blood pressure, my sister Safaa (23 years old), my brother Ibrahim (15 years old), and my younger siblings Nasser (7 years old), Bara’a (5 years old), and Adam (3 years old). We began walking on foot, covering over 15 kilometers, while I carried Adam on my back at times. We could hear the planes overhead and see the devastation around us.
With every step, we approached the checkpoints controlled by Israeli soldiers. The sight of armed soldiers inspecting everyone heightened our fear. The children cried, and every day Nasser would ask me, "When will we go back home?" I had no answer. Each time I looked into his eyes, my heart would break, knowing that he was searching for hope amidst the sorrow.
After hours of waiting and fear at the checkpoints, we finally entered the south. But our suffering didn’t end there. We were taken to Deir al-Balah, to a school overcrowded with displaced people. The classrooms were extremely packed, with each room hosting at least five families. We couldn’t find a place inside, so we had to sleep beside the school’s wall, living in a makeshift tent made of cloth and wood provided by some people. I watched the children as they tried to sleep and felt powerless to provide them with safety.
Another month passed, and we were asked to leave that area and move to Rafah. We lived in a small tent for four months among thousands of displaced people in the Al-Zawaida area. But during the last month, heavy rains flooded our tent, making it impossible to stay there. We were forced to relocate to a school that was still under construction. We have now been living in this school for five months, sharing a single classroom with five other families, struggling to survive and stay alive.
Our emotions are a mix of fear and pain, but every time I see my family standing strong together, I feel that there is still hope in our hearts. This journey was not only physical but emotional as well. Every day, we live with the hope of returning to our home, which now only exists in our memories.
In the midst of this suffering, getting food and water has become a daily challenge. We live in harsh conditions where food aid arrives in limited quantities and is not enough to meet the needs of my large family. Sometimes, we are forced to wait in long lines just to get a small amount of food, while the children endure hunger and anxiety.
As for water, the situation is even worse. We struggle to obtain clean drinking water, which puts us at risk of illness. The health conditions around us continue to worsen, with many diseases spreading due to the lack of cleanliness and overcrowding. I see my brother Adam (3 years old) suffering from a persistent cough, and my heart breaks knowing I can’t do anything to help him.
These conditions surround us from every angle, making life more difficult, but we continue to endure, hoping to return to our normal lives.
My campaign is legitimate and documented, and I’m here to ask for your help. Please support us in this journey by sharing my story or providing assistance to my family. We need help now more than ever, as every step of support is a step towards hope and survival.
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Thank you for your support! Every donation or share brings us closer to our goal, even the smallest contributions make a big difference.🙏🏼
November is the month with the most difficult memories in my family's life. On the fourth day of this month, we lost my older brother, Mohammed, during the Israeli occupation's invasion of the city of Beit Hanoun in the northern Gaza Strip. My brother Mohammed was shot in the chest by a Zionist sniper. He continued to bleed for hours until he passed away in the first minutes of the ambulance arriving، What is striking is that 18 years have passed since the loss of my brother, and the occupation is repeating the same approach, invading and destroying the same city of Beit Hanoun. We are suffering, we are suffering from a criminal occupation that is unparalleled throughout the ages.
.🔴🔴 Help my family from here 👈👈
I am still calling on you from the Tumblr platform that supports the Palestinian cause to save what is left of my family So that we can provide them with the necessities of life or get them to safety if possible
vetted 👈👈
I've been contacted directly about this fundraiser! Please support this family if you can.
My children prepare themselves to go to school, before this genocide !!
A Plea for Help from Gaza: A Family Seeking Safety
Hello, I am Asmaa Ayyad, daughter of a family of 8 members.
We live in the midst of the ongoing hellish war in Gaza, trapped between walls of fear and despair.
We struggle daily to survive in an environment filled with threats and dangers.
My father and brothers lost our only source of income and our house was destroyed and we are now homeless 💔
We urgently appeal for your moral and financial assistance to cover the necessary costs for escaping to a safe environment, where we can build a better future for our children and ensure our family's safety.
We are in desperate need of your support. Any donation, no matter how small, can help save our lives. Thank you for your attention and support during these harsh times.
My sisters:
My brothers : @deyaa-97
With deepest respect and gratitude,
Note :
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Nour's posts often get thousands upon thousands of notes, however somehow he hasn't received any donations in 2 whole hours and even before then only received them sparsely.
I understand that some people truly, honest to God cannot donate and to those people I hold absolutely no contempt. I myself have no bank account or job so have only been able to donate to a few USD campaigns by converting old birthday money to giftcards.
But, that's the thing, right? Not to over-inflate my own contributions, but despite my own situation I have still been able to donate to some people. So, it's clear as fucking day to me that unless ALL of your money goes to bills and food (streaming services don't count, anything recreational DOES NOT COUNT), that you are all making excuses.
You don't need to buy that new game. You don't need that new shirt. You don't need to go see that (LIKELY BDS BOYCOTTED) new movie.
I have nothing else I can say to make you people finally understand the gravity of the situation.
Hello everyone, I've added details to the post so please reblog this version. Thank you.
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Good morning. Your donation today is very important to me so I can buy food . I need $60. My children are waiting for your support.
to most of us, some of these options don’t sound quite right. but to palestinians, this is what’s happening every single day, now that the winter is starting.
@ma7moudgaza2 and his family desperately need money to buy necessities. they are recent victims of fraud, and eleven thousand dollars he had painstakingly raised were stolen.
it’s coming up on the “season of giving”, and i’m begging you all to not continue giving to zionist companies and, if you’re capable, give a little to people under bombing and heavy rains.
@el-shab-hussein has verified him here, as i understand it can be hard to tell what’s real and what isn’t when people are dead set on profiting off of genocide.
tumblr has come together for a lot of things. fake movies, dashboard trick or treating, shoelaces, and a bunch that i don’t mention.
we can come together for muhammad.
muhammad also frequently boosts his friends. please don’t just reblog! follow him too.
Yesterday, I bought some materials to make the tent strong and sturdy, and we worked on that. I only have the covers and warm clothes left.
Without collaborative effort fundraising is impossible. This does not boil down to one person (or a handful of people) we all must partake
Some Palestinian/Sudanese fundraisers to keep an eye on bc they’re struggling with traction:
Today we took our little brother to the hospital because he suffers from an infection that affects his breathing and causes him pain. I hope that every living conscience will help us save our young son’s life and donate any amount you can.
Unfortunately, there is no treatment in the hospital for my little. Help us before it is too late.
hey, this is the account belonging to the sister of @save-hijazi-family2. same campaign, which has been confirmed to be real.
their campaign is here:
do not hesitate to reblog and donate, please!
Hello everyone!!
Please share, like and donate this campaign with your friends, family and colleagues to help us achieve our goals. I would appreciate your assistance. Any amount, even if small, will make a difference in providing assistance to my family in our hour of need.
Thank you for taking the time to read this message and consider making a difference in the lives of those affected by the ongoing crisis in Gaza
With gratitude,
Lina & Her Family