War is over ! +720 days
Everything will get better with time, but as you know, I am from the city of (Rafah), located on the -Philadelphia Corridor-, which has been excluded from the current agreement. This means the war has ended, but unfortunately, there is no return to my city, and I will remain displaced in the so-called safe zone, living in a tent.
My home was completely destroyed, and my city is entirely in ruins, yet we had hoped to return to it even in its worst condition—but even that option is no longer available.
Travel will become possible after a short period, and that is why I have made the best decision, which is to leave. However, the money I collected through the link is not enough to cover travel expenses (such as coordination fees, issuing a passport, and other basic necessities upon arrival). I have also spent much of it on my family during the famine and on essential needs.
Therefore, I beg you to help me further so I can leave and obtain a better future. From here,( let us begin our campaign to reach a specific amount in the near and short time)...
Hi my friend, It’s been a long time since I last reached out to you. I’m doing both well and not so well. What’s not well — and I’ve spoken about it before — is the coming of winter.
Even though the pictures probably explain more than words could, I’ll still give you a glimpse, and the rest you can understand as you wish.
Yes, the war has ended, but so many, many things remain the same. The tent! This is the tent that will face the winter — supposedly ready to endure the rain. Unfortunately, I’ve been trying for a while to fix things, but I simply can’t. I need a lot of materials to repair it properly.
There are so many covers that cost a lot — roof covers (more than one layer), side covers, and doors, even if they’re just made of wood and nylon. Please, share this so that my family and I don’t drown during these days.
Every night, when the wind grows stronger and the temperature drops, I’m afraid of the moment when the heavy rain will finally come. Sadly, time is running out for me. Please, share or donare...
Please support my friend Hamed who has been trying to raise money to evacuate from his home and get medical treatment and “obtain a better future.”
/project/hamid-evacuation
Reposting Hamed’s words (@moka.pal24 ) and beautiful graphic from @_isabeljane 🇵🇸
"Help us Survive the Winter in a Tent"
Today is the second of October. Winter is very near. Most people love the winter season — and I used to as well — but since we started living in tents, I no longer do!
Winter in a tent means being flooded by rain and swallowed by mud. The tent gets flooded, the clothes, the blankets, and even the worn-out fabric that’s supposed to protect the tent. Everything inside gets soaked.
When winter comes, it means you have to buy tarps, thick nylon sheets, and reinforced plastic covers to protect the tent from the harsh floods and the cold. You can’t imagine what cold feels like inside a tent. You sit in front of your heater and still feel cold — so imagine those who live in a tent that protects from nothing.
This is just one picture from my tent, where there is no roof at all — completely exposed. You can understand the situation from the photo, but I want to clarify that I need to buy winter supplies, at the very least so my family and I can take shelter from the rain and the wind.
Please share this — every amount I receive helps protect me and my family from the cold, the rain, illness, and exhaustion.
URGENT please share
This is Hamed, a young man from Gaza with cancer, currently acting as the sole provider for his family. He has been walking long distances in severe conditions to aid site to provide, despite his medical conditions and lack of access to treatment due to the current genocide. Because of this he has been less active online, so consistent support is vital. I have a monthly donation automated set up on his Chuffed, I urge you to do the same and share! ❤️
Hello again!
Before you read this post, go back to the one before it! So you can connect the events together.
Last time, my sister wrote to you. This time, it’s me—Hamed—.
Today, I managed to find time to share this event with you. Because I went to the American aid distribution, I got injured in my foot, which prevented me from walking—or perhaps running—long distances to catch the aid distribution on time.
As a result, I haven’t left the tent, trying to recover. Right now, I don’t even have the strength to try to earn a living, even if just a little.
I used to sacrifice my health, my energy, and my time. Now, I can’t even manage to sacrifice anything.
Praise be to the Lord, at least I’m still alive.
The previous day, I got home very late—my mother almost died from fear over what might have happened to me.
In the second photo, this is what I managed to get to satisfy our hunger. This is the result of my exhaustion and injury—just for:
a pack of pasta, a pack of salt, a can of tuna, and a packet of lentil soup.
If you put them all on one table, they wouldn’t be enough to feed 7 people for one day.
This is just one of the stories I have been living.
If you’re interested in what I write, don’t stop supporting me and sharing my story!
Pray for me!
Share this—maybe someone out there will find it compelling.
Hello friends, pls read (It's urgent&important)‼️‼️
I’m Hamed’s sister.
I’m sharing this story with you because I have Hamed’s phone.
As you may have noticed, Hamed is rarely online these days!
Every day, Hamed heads out to the American aid distribution points — you all know what that means. These places have recently become known for gathering tens of thousands of young people around food thrown into trucks, under aerial surveillance by drones, and surrounded by tanks and heavily armed soldiers.
Hamed goes to face death every day just to bring back food for our family in the midst of this famine(starvey)just to get little of flour or basic items of food to be alive! . Can you imagine? He wakes up and immediately heads to the “death point” without eating anything in the morning, and he stays there for nearly 8 hours! He walks through sandy, exhausting, dangerous paths that are banned and under constant threat of Israeli gunfire.
As his family, we spend our days in fear and worry for him. Every single day, many innocent young people are killed in what has become a deadly trap disguised as aid. We keep wondering: Is he still alive? Was he shot by the tanks?
There’s no communication with him while he's out — he leaves his phone in the tent.
When he finally comes back, he’s completely exhausted and only wants to sleep… just to wake up and do it all again the next day.
And you all know about Hamed’s health condition, yet despite that, he pushes himself and keeps trying with everything he has.
So please understand why Hamed hasn’t been active online or in touch with you,
Support him/share this post, post for him! even in his absence.
Please keep him in your thoughts.
Ps: the pics describe the situation.
Hello All
I return today with this post and these photos to share with you the current suffering after the return of war once again. Even though nearly two years have passed since the war, I feel like it has just started all over again. Everything is so much harder than before! Things have become unbearable.
Everything we want to cook now has to be done over an open fire.(Even the bread, cup of tea or coffe!) As you can see, I spend my time in front of this fire just trying to prepare a bite of food to keep ourselves going through these miserable days. It takes up a lot of my time.
Even the process of lighting this fire for cooking requires money—it’s not cheap. We constantly need to buy firewood, and it runs out quickly. The fire devours everything fast. There’s been no fuel for the gas stove in months, and this is the only alternative method we have—but even this comes with a cost! As you can see in the attached video and photos, the smoke from the fire almost suffocates me, it affects my eyes, and causes me chronic headaches. Not to mention the heat from the fire in this already hot weather!
Imagine your eyes tearing up from the smoke, but you're forced to continue because you have no other choice—you must survive under any circumstances.
Please consider sharing this if you want to do me a kindness and help lift some of this burden. Donate if you can! Share if you can’t! Either way, help spread my account—maybe someone out there can support me.
I went to the “beach” yesterday and met a crayfish friend! (@shrimpchiffon calls her Begonia). She asked me about life in Gaza after the ceasefire deal. I was unsure so I talked to Hamed, 28, from Gaza (@moka.pal24 ). Swipe to see what Hamed said!! Go to Hamed’s page to learn more about his story. Don’t forget to send him monetary support via link in his bio. Share my conversation with Begonia and Hamed’s story if you aren’t able to send funds 🫶
Hi all, How are you after long time
The ceasfire happened ! But not as you know! Imagine that the city i was in "Rafah" isn't included in the agreement. It is considered a (red zone) that cannot be reached.
So until this moment and after that I couldn't reach to my city/neighborhood and home.this video was published by the Israeli media before days. This is my neighborhood. Do you see the machine that does the demolition? It is stand beyond my home! So don't believe the news! The suffering still goes up. Returning to my destroyed home become a (dream) help me and my family start a new life. Share this video! The things withe still goes so slowly!
My link in bio 📍
