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@AnnaLion@piaille.fr Everything we are living through is incredibly painful. 💔

This is our Gaza… This is what I saw today as I made my way back from the southern part of the Strip to Gaza City. A road marked by the scars of war at every turn, yet it still holds something that no war can ever take away… the soul of this place. That is why I decided that, over the coming days, I want to share with you photos of Gaza as it was before the war—a Gaza embraced by the sea, where life flowed through its streets and the laughter of its people filled every corner. I want you to see the city that lived within us long before destruction found its way to it. I want you to know that behind every pile of rubble is a story, and behind every home that was destroyed are memories that still beat in the hearts of those who belonged there. Those photographs may seem as though they come from another lifetime, but to us they are an unbroken promise—a reminder that no matter how long the night lasts, it can never stop the sun from rising. We will keep the image of beautiful Gaza alive in our hearts, not to mourn only what we have lost, but to believe that one day she will return as we have always known her: a city that loves life, and deserves it more than anywhere else. https://gofund.me/83e09b493 #Gaza #Palestine #StandWithGaza #MutualAid #Humanity #SupportPalestine #SaveLives #EmergencyRelief

@avirr@sfba.social I am one of the people living in Gaza, and I want to draw the world’s attention to the fact that many of us truly receive no aid at all. I am not the only one. The camp where I live is full of orphaned children, and they, too, receive nothing.

@lateinhemd@norden.social@imigueldiaz@masto.es@chielk@mas.to@zvinj@tooot.im@franciswashere@mastodon.social@neutrinoceros@ieji.de@robross@mastodon.uno@byroncclark@mastodon.social@PeteKirkham@mastodon.scot@glmxndr@mathstodon.xyz@holdenweb@freeradical.zone Can you provide help for a young child?

The force of the explosion that shook Gaza before dawn tore this unborn baby from the womb of his mother, who was killed in the attack. He was found only a short while ago beneath the rubble. What kind of scene can possibly capture the magnitude of such a tragedy? What heart can bear this much pain? This is the face of Gaza this morning. 💔 https://gofund.me/83e09b493 #Gaza #Palestine #StandWithGaza #MutualAid #Humanity #SupportPalestine #SaveLives #EmergencyRelief

Is there anyone who can help this little child? @fabgutterresfernandes@mastodon.social@fabio@manganiello.eu@aral@mastodon.ar.al https://manganiello.eu/notice/B8zjWzF2kVvBdMP9rE RE: https://manganiello.eu/objects/10e251ec-d840-4aa4-a4e1-73df50bcf4e6

People are describing it as one of the largest funerals in the history of the Palestinian cause. Today, Gaza is laying to rest the remains of 112 people from the Abu Sharia and Al-Hassaina families, nearly three years after they were buried beneath the rubble. The massacre took place in the Sabra neighborhood, south of Gaza City, on November 22, 2023. It claimed the lives of 308 people, including 44 children, 37 women, and more than 10 people with disabilities. The remains of 157 people are still missing to this day. https://gofund.me/83e09b493 #Gaza #Palestine #StandWithGaza #MutualAid #Humanity #SupportPalestine #SaveLives #EmergencyRelief

This is all I was able to raise in a week. I really need your help. 💔 https://gofund.me/83e09b493 @gaza_verified_campaigns@mastodon.social https://mastodon.social/@gaza_verified_campaigns/117068718910489677

Can you help me? If you’re unable to donate, please share my post instead. I’m deeply grateful to everyone. ❤️ https://manganiello.eu/notice/BAQZEwINJ0ZGOFHGzI RE: https://manganiello.eu/objects/73107d5e-a97d-4373-a2f9-7e642aaaab24

No comment… The largest funeral in the history of the Palestinian cause. Today, 112 martyrs are being laid to rest after spending years beneath the rubble, while hundreds more remain missing. World… remain silent. It is the only language you have mastered in the face of a tragedy of this magnitude. https://gofund.me/83e09b493 #Gaza #Palestine #StandWithGaza #MutualAid #Humanity #SupportPalestine #SaveLives #EmergencyRelief

@franciswashere@mastodon.social @eessll_123@mastodon.social You are a kind person. Maybe I haven’t personally benefited from your help, but I have seen how much you have done for others and how hard you have tried to help in every way you could. That alone is something that cannot be forgotten, and the fact that you couldn’t solve everything does not diminish it. Take some time to rest now, and let God take care of our affairs. You are in our prayers, from the bottom of our hearts. We wish you nothing but goodness, and we pray that God will stand by you just as you have stood by others, ease everything that weighs heavily on your heart, and help your problems fade away one by one. I hope that peace, relief, and better days find their way to you and make up for all the exhaustion and hardship you have been through.

#In farewell to those who were killed just moments ago 💔 Northern Gaza No words can describe this. Our hearts are bleeding. https://gofund.me/83e09b493 #Gaza #Palestine #StandWithGaza #MutualAid #Humanity #SupportPalestine #SaveLives #EmergencyRelief

@marion_v@mastodon.social @kareemram@mastodon.social Thank you. They are the best children, and they are very bright and hardworking. I only wish for them to be happy. 🤍

A painful subject that I hope we can talk about honestly, without sugarcoating it… We see women and girls from Gaza who are still living inside the Strip and who deserve every bit of respect and appreciation. They are an honorable reflection of our people and our homeland—holding on to their dignity and preserving their values despite the war, loss, displacement, and all the cruelty surrounding them. At the same time, there are other scenes that are painful and embarrassing… Girls both inside and outside Gaza are going live on TikTok, presenting the suffering of Gaza and its people through begging and emotional appeals, while their own accounts show lives filled with shopping malls, trips, parties, nights out, and displays of luxury. It is shameful… truly shameful. It is shameful to use the name of Gaza as a means of showing off or collecting gifts and money. It is shameful for people’s pain, hunger, displacement, tents, and losses to become content that is exploited for personal gain. Gaza is not a commodity. The suffering of its people is not a tool for begging. And people’s pain is not material for entertainment or self-promotion. There is such a thing as dignity… And there is also the image of an entire homeland whose name we carry, making us responsible for how others see it. Today, donations have often become concentrated among people who have been running established initiatives since the beginning of the war, or among those who ask for help through emotional appeals such as: “We have no food… look at our tent… look at our situation.” Meanwhile, many people who lived with dignity, who had enough before the war, and then lost their homes, money, and livelihoods, continue to suffer in silence—because their dignity prevents them from turning their tragedy into a daily spectacle for others. And here lies the painful irony: Silence and dignity can cause those who genuinely need help to be forgotten, while those who are good at putting on a show and appealing to people’s emotions receive more and more attention. To the families of Gaza… pay attention to your daughters. And pay even more attention to the image of Gaza that is being presented in your name and in the name of your families. We are not against someone asking for help when they genuinely need it. Nor are we against donations reaching those who truly deserve them. But we are against turning tragedy into a business, and turning poverty and destruction into a means of creating content and collecting gifts. Protect the name of #Gaza… It is not merely the name of a city. It is history, dignity, people, pain, and a responsibility that we all carry. Enough… والله، enough. https://gofund.me/83e09b493 #Gaza #Palestine #StandWithGaza #MutualAid #Humanity #SupportPalestine #SaveLives #EmergencyRelief

Could you please help me share this post? Today, I’m asking you for something different… something small in value, but incredibly meaningful to the heart of a child who has already lost so much. There are 10 children in Gaza who need your help. Seven of them are orphans who lost their fathers during the war. The other three are living with a father who is seriously ill and in poor health. Before the war, these families lived decent, stable lives. They had homes, possessions, and a life like any other family. But the war took everything from them. Today, after three years of war and deprivation, these children are waiting for the beginning of a new school year. Some of them have not been able to attend school at all during these years. Imagine a child waiting to go to school, but without a backpack. A child who wants to write, but has no notebook or pen. A child watching others prepare for the new school year, while all they have are memories of war. We are not asking for much. We simply want to give each child a school bag, notebooks, pens, and school clothes. The cost of everything one child needs is around €50. If five people donate €10 each, we can fully equip one child. And if more of us contribute a small amount, we can complete this campaign within just a few days. €10 may be a small amount to you, but it could be the first school bag a child has carried after years of war. And I want to share something very personal… These children are the children of my martyred brothers. I am not asking you to donate to children I do not know. I am trying to help my nieces and nephews who lost their fathers, and to see school bags in their hands instead of the things that war has forced upon them. Please help me make the beginning of their school year different this time. If you can help, please do. And if you cannot donate, please share this post. Your share might reach the person who can give one of these children the chance to return to school. 🤍 https://gofund.me/83e09b493 #Gaza #Palestine #غزة #فلسطين

@MajDen@sociale.network Life in Gaza is painful in every way.

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Good morning… A good morning from Gaza, as it was before the war—a city that awoke to the light of the sea, breathed life into every corner, and planted hope in every heart. I’m sharing these photos because I believe memories never die, and beautiful places deserve to have their stories told. I hope that one day Gaza will return to what we once knew: vibrant with life, filled with warmth and peace. For the sake of hope, we will always believe that tomorrow can be brighter. Photos from my phone. https://gofund.me/83e09b493 #Gaza #Palestine #StandWithGaza #MutualAid #Humanity #SupportPalestine #SaveLives #EmergencyRelief

In a scene where pride and hope intertwine, graduates of the Faculty of Medicine at the Islamic University of Gaza illuminated their phones during the graduation ceremony of the 15th cohort, turning the light into an extraordinary moment that captures the story of a generation determined to continue its pursuit of education despite the harsh circumstances. The lights were not merely part of a celebration, but a message that education in Gaza is still alive, and that dreams can find their way forward even in the darkest of times. My family’s support link ⬇️⬇️⬇️⬇️ https://gofund.me/83e09b493 https://gaza-verified.org/people/@nada@manganiello.eu/ #Fediforgaza#Gaza #Palestine #StandWithGaza #MutualAid #Humanity #SupportPalestine #SaveLives #EmergencyRelief #Gaza

@simon_brooke@mastodon.scot@maltita@neopaquita.es@gvenema@fairmove.net@aral@mastodon.ar.al@fabio@manganiello.eu@tekul@glasgow.social@AnnaLion@piaille.fr Can you help me amplify this little boy’s story?

Hello… To everyone who would like to help me complete my training program, which comes before my return to work and gives me the opportunity to stand on my feet again, you can support me by donating through my link. This support means much more to me than just financial assistance; it is a step toward rebuilding my life, regaining my independence, and having the ability to create my future once again. Thank you to every kind heart that reaches out, and to everyone who believes that a person can begin again no matter how difficult the circumstances are. https://gofund.me/83e09b493 #Gaza #Palestine #StandWithGaza #MutualAid #Humanity #SupportPalestine #SaveLives #EmergencyRelief

Let the world’s silence continue… An evacuation warning has just been issued for Al-Aqsa Martyrs Hospital. A prelude to a possible bombing. Even hospitals, which are supposed to be safe havens for the wounded and sick, are no longer spared from fear. There are patients who cannot flee, wounded people who cannot even carry their own bodies, and children waiting for treatment… yet they are all being told to leave. Where are they supposed to go? And how much longer will the world remain silent? https://gofund.me/83e09b493 #Gaza #Palestine #StandWithGaza #MutualAid #Humanity #SupportPalestine #SaveLives #EmergencyRelief

@marion_v@mastodon.social Thank you from the bottom of my heart. I truly need some help to provide a few basic necessities for my children. 🤍 If you can, I would be deeply grateful if you could share my post and help my voice reach those who may be able to help. Thank you for standing by us. 🤍

In the first week of the war, Fatima Nofal was a mother to five little dreams. She had no idea that a single day would turn her life into a story too heavy for any heart to bear. That day, an Israeli airstrike shattered her family. Amin, Hamza, and her infant son, Ahmad, were killed. The hardest part was not only losing them—it was the way she had to say goodbye. Rescuers brought her tiny, unrecognizable remains, and no one could tell whether they belonged to Hamza or Amin. As for Ahmad, the youngest of them all, his tiny body was pulled from beneath the rubble. Fatima survived, but she did not emerge the same woman. She escaped with her two daughters—Baraa, who was wounded in the attack, and Lina—while a part of her heart remained buried beneath the ruins alongside her children. Months passed, each one unbearably heavy, until God blessed her with another son. She named him Zaid. To Fatima, Zaid was never just another child. He was life knocking once again on a door that grief had long since closed. She often looked at him as though God Himself was gently comforting her exhausted heart, saying, “He is the gift that restored a piece of my soul.” And he truly was. With a smile softened by tears, she would say: “By the time he was nine months old, he would imitate his sisters when they raised their hands for prayer. He would lift his tiny hands and try to prostrate himself, like a little angel sent to fill our home with peace once again.” As Zaid grew, so did the fragments of Fatima’s broken spirit. Every laugh, every small step, every innocent smile reminded her that even in the deepest darkness, life could still make a flower bloom among the rubble. But Gaza rarely allows its mothers to hold on to joy for long. The little boy who was born in the midst of genocide… was taken by it as well. In another airstrike, Zaid was killed. Fatima and her daughter Lina were wounded, and once again she found herself lying in a hospital bed, carrying the same wound she had believed was finally beginning to heal. As she prepared to say goodbye to her fourth child, the doctor looked at her blood test results, then quietly said: “You’re pregnant.” For a moment, time stood still. She could not understand how one heart could possibly carry so much at once—mourning the child who had just slipped away while, in the very same moment, receiving the news of another life growing inside her. She wept. Not only because she had lost Zaid, but because she realized that this war had forced the mothers of Gaza to live suspended between funerals and births, between graves and delivery rooms, between one child leaving the world and another arriving—bringing with them both hope… and fear. This is not only Fatima’s story. It is the story of a mother in Gaza. Every time war steals another piece of her heart, life struggles to place another piece back into her hands. And somewhere between unbearable loss and fragile hope, a mother’s heart remains the only miracle that never stops loving, no matter how many tragedies it is forced to endure. https://gofund.me/83e09b493 #Gaza #Palestine #StandWithGaza #MutualAid #Humanity #SupportPalestine #SaveLives #EmergencyRelief

Could you please share this? It is truly urgent. Every family in Gaza deserves to have someone hear their voice. 💔💔💔💔 Could you please share my post so it can reach donors who give support without looking only at fundraising lists, but also at the broader picture of what families in Gaza actually need? Sometimes I ask myself: how much does a family of six need each week to live with dignity, given the current prices in Gaza? If we take the most basic necessities into account: wood or fuel for cooking, the cost of electricity to charge phones, school fees for each child, bread and food, and medication when someone in the family is sick — bearing in mind that medicine is extremely expensive — as well as the fact that many goods in Gaza still cost several times more than they do outside Gaza, even after some prices have fallen. A family of six may need around $500 a week simply to cover these basic needs and live with a measure of dignity and stability. But there is a question I believe we need to ask: Why don’t donors distribute their support more evenly? Why do some families continue to receive thousands of dollars every week, while other families receive only a few dollars? I do not look at what others receive with jealousy, nor do I wish to deprive anyone of support. Every family has its own circumstances, and everyone living in Gaza deserves help. But I believe that continuing to pour large amounts of money into certain campaigns while leaving other families without support can, in the long run, do more harm than good. The purpose of donations should be to help people get through their crisis, not to turn support into permanent dependence or a competition to collect as much as possible. Nor can anyone guarantee that large donations will continue indefinitely. When donations suddenly decline, a person may find themselves facing an even more difficult reality than before. That is why I hope donors will look at the bigger picture, distribute their support as fairly as possible, and give a chance to families whose voices are not reaching people. And I also have a question: if a campaign is raising $3,000 a week, or even more than $1,000, why does its organizer continue to pressure and exhaust others by constantly asking for more, while other families cannot even find someone willing to hear them? I do not believe genuine solidarity should be a competition. In Gaza, there are many families who need a chance — not for their voices to be drowned out by others. Please help those who genuinely need it, and look at small campaigns with the same attention you give to large ones. Behind a campaign that has raised only a few dollars, there may be a family that has been waiting for days just to afford bread, medicine, or basic necessities for their children. Here is the support link for my family ⬇️⬇️⬇️ https://gofund.me/83e09b493 https://gaza-verified.org/people/@nada@manganiello.eu/ #Fediforgaza#Gaza #Palestine #StandWithGaza #MutualAid #Humanity #SupportPalestine #SaveLives #EmergencyRelief ‎‫#غزة‬ #Gaza

A Bullet Instead of a Pen… Sixth-grade student Khaled Al-Ashram was shot by Israeli forces inside Al-Sawafir School in western Gaza. A bullet pierced his small hand and lodged in his wrist while he was sitting at his desk, holding his pen. A child who came to learn returned home wounded. A scene that captures how childhood is being targeted, and the right to education is being taken away. Our lives have been shattered. https://gofund.me/83e09b493 #Gaza #Palestine #StandWithGaza #MutualAid #Humanity #SupportPalestine #SaveLives #EmergencyRelief

An Image That Captures a Scene of Humiliation and Captivity A new image documents the moment a Palestinian detainee from the Gaza Strip is taken inside an Israeli military vehicle, in a harsh scene that reflects a painful aspect of the reality of captivity and detention. The image shows the detainee in a deeply bent position inside the vehicle, while two heavily armed Israeli soldiers sit behind him. The scene raises painful questions about the conditions in which Palestinian detainees are held and the way they are treated. This is not merely a passing moment; it is a heavy image that reminds us that behind every detainee is a human being with dignity and rights—and that human dignity should never be lost when a person is taken into captivity. https://gofund.me/83e09b493 #Gaza #Palestine #StandWithGaza #MutualAid #Humanity #SupportPalestine #SaveLives #EmergencyRelief

@Captain_Jack_Sparrow@mastodon.world @paulschoe@mastodon.world Believe me, the best way is to deliver aid directly to the people who truly need it.

Gaza Relief: 80% of humanitarian work has stopped, and the Strip is on the brink of a winter catastrophe. My family’s donation link ⬇️⬇️⬇️ https://gofund.me/83e09b493 https://gaza-verified.org/people/@nada@manganiello.eu/ #Fediforgaza#Gaza #Palestine #StandWithGaza #MutualAid #Humanity #SupportPalestine #SaveLives #EmergencyRelief #Gaza

@Pinchy63@ottawa.place Thank you for your solidarity. I’m truly grateful to you.

Here is the pain… Here is Gaza. Today, the earth still carries its heavy testimonies, and stories continue to be pulled from beneath the rubble in heartbreaking silence. Civil defense teams continue their search among the ruins, where they recovered today the remains of an unidentified martyr from Block (C) in Khan Younis, and transferred them to Nasser Hospital, awaiting the day when his name is known and his identity, hidden by the destruction, is restored. Another martyr is added to the list of the missing… a soul that has departed, leaving behind only traces among the rubble, while a family may still be waiting for a knock on the door or news that could put an end to the fire of waiting. In Gaza, stories do not end with the departure of their owners… for even the silence here carries names, memories, and a pain that can never be forgotten. https://gofund.me/83e09b493 #Gaza #Palestine #StandWithGaza #MutualAid #Humanity #SupportPalestine #SaveLives #EmergencyRelief #KhanYounis #Gaza

From today’s bombing. This hand will forever bear witness to the abandonment of the entire world; a witness to an era that watched Gaza bleed, then turned its face away and walked on. O Allah, we entrust Gaza and its martyrs to You. Grant them justice, have mercy on those who have departed, and stand with those who remain. 💔 https://gofund.me/83e09b493https://gaza-verified.org/people/@nada@manganiello.eu/#Fediforgaza#Gaza #Palestine #StandWithGaza #MutualAid #Humanity #SupportPalestine #SaveLives #EmergencyRelief

My heart stopped. I was scrolling through the news coming into a channel that had originally been created for work, when I saw a colleague posting these photos of what remained of his son after the rubble was cleared. He wrote that ever since his son was killed, all he had wished for was to see him one last time… to look at him one last time, to say goodbye to him as a father should be able to say goodbye to his son. But after an entire year had passed since his son was killed, this was all that reached him… A collection of bones. I cried like I had never cried before. I cried because behind these bones was a father who had waited an entire year, carrying one simple wish in his heart: to see his son and say goodbye to him. How can a human heart bear this? How can a person witness so much death, and then return to their life as though nothing had happened? How do we come out of this life with our minds still intact, carrying all this loss in our memories and all these goodbyes that never happened in our hearts? And how are we supposed to live with broken hearts, when for some parents, the most they can hope for from their children is simply to find some trace of them beneath the rubble? https://gofund.me/83e09b493https://gaza-verified.org/people/@nada@manganiello.eu/@fabio@manganiello.eu@aral@mastodon.ar.al@imp3tuz@mastodon.gamedev.place@gimulnautti@mastodon.green@Gustodon@mas.to@Daniel@mastodon.social@337guanacos@xarxa.cloud#Fediforgaza#Gaza #Palestine #StandWithGaza #MutualAid #Humanity #SupportPalestine #SaveLives #EmergencyRelief

Hi, is there anyone who could help me by sharing the request for help on Bluesky? I’m failing to collect any amount for this little child. I would be very grateful to you.💔💔💔💔💔 He is an orphan child; he has no one except his mother. https://manganiello.eu/notice/B91dxpnPlUZ0kTouo4 RE: https://manganiello.eu/objects/d9458078-623a-4043-a51e-e0782cbcb090

Tomorrow, Gaza will witness one of the largest funeral processions in the history of the Palestinian cause, as the bodies of 112 martyrs from the Abu Sharia and Al-Hassayneh families are laid to rest after being recovered from beneath the rubble. They are only a fraction of the 308 people killed in the massacre, while the bodies of dozens more remain trapped under the debris. This is not a funeral for individuals alone—it is a farewell to entire families, a scene that reflects the unimaginable scale of the tragedy unfolding in Gaza. https://gofund.me/83e09b493 #Gaza #Palestine #StandWithGaza #MutualAid #Humanity #SupportPalestine #SaveLives #EmergencyRelief

At the Doors of the Takiya… Dignity Is Humiliated The Takiya… is not merely a pot of food. In the eyes of many hungry people, it has become a symbol of one of the greatest disappointments of this war. It was meant to be a door of mercy, but it has often turned into another scene of humiliation. People stand in long lines under a sun exceeding 40 degrees Celsius, not because they choose to, but because hunger has taken away their ability to choose. And this child… should not have started his morning standing in a queue waiting for a meal. He should have been at school, playing with his toys, or in his mother’s arms. But the war stole his childhood, then left him waiting for a plate of food that may not be enough, and may not reflect the dignity every human being deserves. The tragedy is not only hunger itself, but that people’s suffering has, in some cases, become a door for exploitation. Money donated by compassionate people to ease this pain may not always fully reach those it was intended for. If you want to stand with Gaza, do not let your donations become merely numbers sent away. Make sure they reach trusted hands and the families who are truly facing hunger, so that children’s tears do not become a means of profit, and donations do not become gains made at the expense of empty stomachs. In Gaza today… people no longer dream of a dignified life or abundant tables. All they dream of… is a clean meal that preserves what remains of their dignity. https://gofund.me/83e09b493 #Gaza #Palestine #StandWithGaza #MutualAid #Humanity #SupportPalestine #SaveLives #EmergencyRelief

When I Became the Messenger of Death to a Mother’s Heart There are moments in life that are not measured by the weight they place on the body, but by the weight they leave on the soul… moments when a person wishes they had never been created to endure them. One of the hardest moments I have ever lived through was that day when I found myself carrying a piece of news no human heart could bear… news that I had to place inside the heart of a mother. At that time, I was living through loss in every possible form. I was trying to learn how to breathe again after the loss of my brothers and my teacher, who were killed, and how to hide my pain so I could appear strong in front of everyone. I swallowed my tears in silence, hid my breaking behind words of patience, and carried inside me a graveyard of memories that no one could see. Until that morning came… I woke up to the ringing of my phone. The father of my children was on the other end. His voice was not normal; it carried something that frightened me before I even knew what it was. He said: “Nada… wake up and pray Fajr, then call me back… it’s urgent.” My heart froze. The first thing that came to my mind was my mother and father, whom I had been separated from for nine months at that time. I asked him with a trembling voice: “Did something happen to my family?” He said: “No.” His voice sounded truthful, but my heart felt that a disaster was hiding behind his words. I begged him: “Please… tell me, what happened?” But he repeated: “Pray and call me.” How can a person pray while their heart is suspended between fear and the unknown? I stood up, but my body did not feel like it belonged to me. I felt my heartbeat like the sound of explosions, and trembling spread through my legs, as if my soul was preparing to hear something that would change it forever. I kept begging him until he finally said the words that shattered what was left inside me: “Our neighbor in the tent across from us… all of her sons were killed. You have to tell her… there is no one else to carry this news to her.” I collapsed to the ground. I did not know what to say, or how a person could carry the death of an entire family and take it to a mother waiting for her sons to return. I heard his voice through the phone: “Nada… Nada… are you okay?” I prayed Fajr, but I did not feel like I was praying… I was crying and asking God to give me a strength that my body did not have, and patience greater than my heart could hold. Then I went outside. My neighbor was sitting at the entrance of her tent, as she always did, waiting for her sons the way every mother waits for a voice that reassures her. I approached her, and she smiled and said: “My sons… none of them are answering my calls.” At that moment, I felt as if a knife had pierced my chest. She had been calling them all day, searching for any voice, any word, any sign that they were still alive. I moved closer to her. She looked at me and asked: “What happened?” I could not hide anything… my face revealed the tragedy before my words could. I bent down and kissed her head. She looked up at me, held my hand tightly, as if she was reading the truth from my eyes, and said: “Which one of my sons was killed?” My voice became trapped. I swallowed my grief and felt, for a moment, that I had lost the ability to move. I reminded myself: I have to be strong… this moment is not about me, it is about her. But she repeated the question, tears filling her eyes: “Which one? Tell me… which one?” The word came out from the ruins of my heart: “All of them…” At that moment, a scream came out that I had never heard in my life. A mother’s scream who had not only lost her sons… but had lost her entire world in a single moment. The people of the camp gathered around us, but I could no longer see anyone. Everything around me disappeared. All that remained was the scream of that mother, and with it came the faces of everyone I had lost… my brothers, my teacher, my friend, and all the souls who left behind stories that no one remained to tell. At that moment, I asked myself: How many hearts can endure all this death? How many times can a person break and still stand again? Who will remain to carry the memories of those who left? Who will tell the pain of mothers who lost their children? And how can a single heart carry all this loss… and still continue to beat? https://gofund.me/83e09b493 #Gaza #Palestine #StandWithGaza #MutualAid #Humanity #SupportPalestine #SaveLives #EmergencyRelief

Good evening 🤍 Many of you here have come to know me as someone who has lived through this devastation, and who is still living under bombardment and displacement, trying every day to hold on to whatever remains of life. I am Nada, both a mother and a father to my children. My children’s father lost one of his eyes, while the other was severely damaged after he was injured while carrying out humanitarian work with the Ministry of Health. Because of this, I have become responsible for caring for my family and providing for their needs. I recently went through a severe health crisis that required special care. I am still trying to regain my strength, get back on my feet, and return to my work in university teaching, which I did for two years. But the road is not easy. Today, I am facing a major challenge in providing my medical necessities and food, as well as my children’s needs, especially with the beginning of the school year approaching and all the essential supplies it requires. We are not asking for luxuries, nor are we asking for more than what we need. We are simply asking for genuine support to help us meet urgent, essential, and deeply personal needs during this difficult time. If you are able to support me in any way you can, I would be grateful from the bottom of my heart. And if you are unable to donate, simply sharing my post may help our voice reach someone who can. Thank you to everyone who has stayed with us, and to everyone who takes the time to read, share, or try to ease even a small part of this burden. 🇵🇸🇵🇸 I need around €300 every week, as prices in Gaza are still extremely high. https://gofund.me/83e09b493 #Gaza #GazaUnderAttack #Gaza

This morning: Several military vehicles advanced south of Wadi Gaza, in the central Gaza Strip, accompanied by gunfire. The situation is very bad today. Please keep us in your prayers. https://gofund.me/83e09b493https://gaza-verified.org/people/@nada@manganiello.eu/#Fediforgaza#Gaza #Palestine #StandWithGaza #MutualAid #Humanity #SupportPalestine #SaveLives #EmergencyRelief

I would like to raise an issue that deeply concerns many families in Gaza. There are humanitarian initiatives run by individuals who enjoy widespread trust and popularity around the world. People donate to these initiatives with the sincere hope that their contributions will reach the families who need them most. However, based on what we witness and experience on the ground, many families say they have not received any assistance, despite months of fundraising. In our camp in particular, most families have received little to no aid, even though large fundraising campaigns are frequently promoted in their name. With the new school year less than a month away, many initiatives are collecting donations for school supplies and uniforms, especially since most children in Gaza have lost their clothes and belongings during the war. Yet countless families—including many in our camp—are still waiting for even the most basic support. My intention is not to accuse anyone without evidence. Rather, I am calling for greater transparency and accountability, with clear and public mechanisms for how aid is distributed, so that donations reach the people they were intended to help and donors can be confident that their generosity is making a real difference. If you believe humanitarian aid should reach those who truly need it, I kindly ask you to share this post so that our voices can be heard and donations can reach the families who have been waiting for far too long. I have attached two screenshots related to one of these initiative organizers. One shows aid that they claim is being distributed, although many families say they have received nothing. The other shows a lavish dining table from the organizer’s personal social media account. I am sharing these images so readers can draw their own conclusions. https://gofund.me/83e09b493 #Gaza #Palestine #StandWithGaza #MutualAid #Humanity #SupportPalestine #SaveLives #EmergencyRelief

Today, my children started their new school year, but the public schools they once attended have been destroyed, leaving us with no choice but to send them to paid educational tents. The fee is 100 shekels (around $35) per child, and I have three children. They also need notebooks and school supplies, and I have bought a few notebooks temporarily despite the high prices. Could you help me cover their school fees and basic supplies? Your support gives them a chance to continue their education despite everything. ❤️ Support link for my family ⬇️⬇️⬇️⬇️ https://gofund.me/83e09b493 https://gaza-verified.org/people/@nada@manganiello.eu/ #Fediforgaza#Gaza #Palestine #StandWithGaza #MutualAid #Humanity #SupportPalestine #SaveLives #EmergencyRelief

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Yesterday, I spoke about the corruption of some organizations and self-proclaimed aid initiatives. Today, I don’t need many words. This is the message my friend received from World Central Kitchen, inviting her to collect used cooking pots—as if everything we have lost could be replaced with items that someone else no longer needs. I have attached the message exactly as she received it, along with photos of the pots. I have also included a photo of a small corner of my own kitchen before the war. That kitchen was not a luxury. It was part of a normal life that we built through years of hard work, sacrifice, and dedication. We lost our homes, our furniture, our savings, our jobs, and our dreams. I had a home, a fully furnished kitchen, a car, and a piece of land. All of it is gone. But despite everything we have lost, we have not lost our dignity. We are not beggars, and we are not asking for what others have discarded. We are human beings whose lives were taken from us by force. We deserve to have our suffering treated with respect, and to receive support that preserves our dignity—not assistance that humiliates us. Please help us protect the only thing we still have left: our dignity. https://gofund.me/83e09b493 #Gaza #Palestine #StandWithGaza #MutualAid #Humanity #SupportPalestine #SaveLives #EmergencyRelief