I've been meaning to make this post weeks ago, but in honour of Eid, what better time than now to give to those in need? These fundraisers have all been vetted and verified.
These are all fairly low amounts so more people who have the capacity to donate can do so. Please match if you can and/or reblog (even if you can't) so it reaches as far as possible!
5 euros - Help Hanan from Gaza Fight Cancer and Rebuild Home
7 euros - Help my family to evacuate from Gaza to safe place
5 euros - Help my friend who lost her leg in Gaza war
$10 USD - URGENT Help for Eng. Hamdi's family in N. Gaza!
$12 CAD - Help Aya and Salwa's family from Gaza
5 euros - From Gaza's turmoil to tranquility: help us seek safety
Receipts under the cut:
Crammed together like heaps of flesh in tents that feel like scorching ovens, our days have regressed to a more degraded version of those of the earliest humans. From morning till night, we search for the same things Abel and Cain sought to survive: water, food, and fire. We endure long hours in queues to get a meager amount of water, and the food consists of old, low-quality canned goods. We sleep and wake to the sounds of savage airplanes, unsure of where they will strike next or who among us will be turned into scattered remains. Here in Gaza, we are living the worst existence humanity has known since its very beginning, You are our only hope for escaping Gaza and its oppression. Please help my siblings and me find a safe place to live💔🇵🇸
"Report: 2.5 millions Sudanese could die from starvation by September."
The RSF -a genocial militia- is mass starving Sudanese people. They are cutting off or denying food access to many through inflation of necessities and it's beyond horrific to see.
This is 5% of the population, and extends to interrelated issues. It has also been reported that roughly 80% of Sudanese people are not able to farm their lands adequately. So please continue to keep eyes on Sudan. Educate yourself, stay informed, and continue to share and donate to GFM's of Sudanese families. I post them on my page as I see them here, as well as when I come across them elsewhere. And as always, free Sudan.
sorry for being gone for so long but im baaack 😛
and i bring my trolls obsession with me 🏃
also sorry for the shitty quality 😔
Hello.. I am Muhammad Ramadan from Gaza. I am 24 years old.
I am telling you my story and I am in pain.
I am the only one of my parents and have 9 sisters. I am married and have a young daughter who is one and a half years old.
I studied engineering and my family was proud of me. My profession was their only hope. I suffer from poor vision and have problems with the cornea of my eyes. I had more than one operation on both eyes. Because of the war, I lost my job. And my home and our source of livelihood.
Today I live in a tent in this cold and these insects. I cannot describe to you the ugliness of the sight. I hope you will help me and donate to me so that I can save my family from this tent.
Every €15 or €20 will contribute to saving my family
The 8th of August, 2024
Two mistakes of the universe go for a walk. Despite this, the universe doesn’t chew them up and spit them out. It lets them be. They deserve it, after all.
It’s a lovely day.
Hello guys, this is our last try as well as our last hope to save our lives. After donations restricted from our first campaign due to bank policies “it’s been more than two months now” , day by day the situation getting worse.
PS: My first account in tumblr is restricted so I open another one.
I recently had Fahed and his family reach out to me in need of aid, still far off their GoFundMe goal. If you can spare even a small amount, please consider supporting this family of 8. Reblogs to share the campaign are very appreciated as well! Thank you!!
see more information also at @danashehab!
doodles i did of danny in school ^^
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?🙁