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Strong winds have struck Gaza and are hitting our tents harshly. The sound of the wind is terrifying, and the tapping of the rain on the tent’s roof frightens us just like the sounds of the explosions once did.

We spend the night awake, counting the minutes in fear of flooding, watching the water crawl toward us slowly and dangerously.

We are tired of pleading, tired of writing, tired of shouting that we are sinking while no one hears us.

We are in pain, and all we have left is this pain as a witness to our lives.

We are asking for your support to help us improve our living conditions inside the tent, reduce the risks of the harsh weather, and secure the bare minimum of our basic needs.

Your support makes a real difference in our daily survival.

📌 Fundraiser vetted (#167 by el-shab-hussein & nabulsi)

As we step into a new year, I wish every one of you a year filled with hope, love, peace, and fulfilled dreams.

From my heart, Happy New Year to all of you who have stood with me and my family through everything we have lived.

Over the past two years, you have been our family, the people who stood by us during the war, bombing, destruction, displacement, hunger, sickness, fear, and uncertainty. You were there when everything around us was collapsing, and your humanity surrounded us like warmth in the coldest moments of our lives.

I also know that you have patiently endured my frequent posts and tags, and have repeatedly shared my posts and encouraged your followers to donate and help my family over these two years. I sincerely apologize for any inconvenience this may have caused, but we had no other path except to keep reaching out to you. Please accept my apologies and those of my entire family.

These were two years of explosions and gunfire, of constant bombing and death following us wherever we went. Two years in which we saw houses collapse on their owners, bodies pulled from under the rubble, and streets turned into ruins. We lost friends, neighbors, and relatives, and parted with loved ones we could not even say goodbye to. It was grief that left no time to breathe, a wound that reopened every single day.

Life after death became even harsher. Tents under burning sun, freezing cold, and rain soaking our beds. Nights of hunger and sickness. Empty markets and unbearable prices. Medicines we could not find. A life without stability, work, or income, while my father’s illness weighed heavier on us.

And yet, despite everything, you never left us alone. Some of you supported us financially, some kept sharing my campaign again and again, and some sent messages just to say: "We are thinking of you. Stay strong." Every message, every repost, every donation carried a piece of hope that helped us continue.

You were not just followers. You were family. People who chose compassion over indifference, love over silence, and humanity despite the distance. Your kindness eased the weight of every harsh stage we went through, and we carry your names in our prayers every single day.

As our struggle continues, I kindly ask you to please continue supporting my family, we are still in urgent need of your humanity, solidarity, and kindness.

Thank you for standing with us, for believing in us, and for being the light that reached us through the darkness. I pray that Gaza finally finds peace, that the war ends completely, that reconstruction begins, that medicine, food, and materials enter freely, and that life returns to what it was before the war.

From my family to yours: Happy New Year, and may the world become kinder than the years we have lived through. ❤️❤️❤️

📌 Verification: Shared by @/el-shab-hussein and @/nabulsi as #167 in the vetted fundraisers' spreadsheet. [The fundraiser is in the document is no longer in use since the organizer does not have access to it! So if you have donated to us before, please request a refund and give it to the Chuffed fundraiser linked above!]

Guys, the killing has not stopped. Hunger is crushing us slowly, day after day. Gunfire surrounds us, and even tents and the last remains of our homes are not spared. There is no safety anywhere. What is happening in Gaza is not a tragedy or a conflict. It is genocide. We are not asking for sympathy. We are asking to survive. Please help us. Please save our lives.

Guys, my campaign has received very little support for a long time, and because of this, my family’s suffering has grown unbearable. We are being pushed closer to collapse with every passing day. Please do not look away. Do not scroll past us. Even the smallest donation can be the reason we live another day.

Strong winds have struck Gaza and are hitting our tents harshly. The sound of the wind is terrifying, and the tapping of the rain on the tent’s roof frightens us just like the sounds of the explosions once did.

We spend the night awake, counting the minutes in fear of flooding, watching the water crawl toward us slowly and dangerously.

We are tired of pleading, tired of writing, tired of shouting that we are sinking while no one hears us.

We are in pain, and all we have left is this pain as a witness to our lives.

We are asking for your support to help us improve our living conditions inside the tent, reduce the risks of the harsh weather, and secure the bare minimum of our basic needs.

Your support makes a real difference in our daily survival.

📌 Fundraiser vetted (#167 by el-shab-hussein & nabulsi)

Verified Ways to Donate to Gaza Directly

(updated Sep 2024)

Donate to a Palestinian family directly:

  • GazaFunds.com - Spotlights 1 stagnant/struggling GFM each time you visit the page. Donate directly to a Palestinian family in urgent need of evacuation, medical treatment or basic necessities. Site run by Palestinians, all campaigns verified.
  • (*If you can't decide who/where to donate, simply go to GazaFunds.com. They take the decision out of your hands.)
  • Masterlist of 200+ verified Palestinian families' GFMs: Operation Olive Branch

eSIMs: (*urgent!)

Food:

  • Cruelty-Free Meals for North Gaza: 4 Palestinian friends on the ground in Gaza distributing vegan-friendly meals & water to displaced families in North Gaza. Proof of their work found on their GFM page. (gfm)
  • We Feed Gaza: Palestinian volunteers in the heart of Gaza distributing food & water to 344+ families. Details & proof in their gfm. Vetted & promoted by LetsTalkPalestine on IG. (gfm)
  • Other reliable campaigns by Palestinian volunteers on the ground in Gaza distributing food & necessities to displaced families: Care for Gaza, Direct Aid for Gaza

Water: (*urgent and crucial)

  • Gaza Municipality: The Municipality of Gaza needs funds to rebuild the water pipes in Gaza City to restore access to clean drinking water & waste management. Crucial in combating the spread of infectious diseases e.g. polio.

Help provide tents:

  • The Sameer Project: Provides tents & transport for families in Rafah who urgently need to evacuate. Has a team on the ground in Gaza who successfully supplied tents to 1% of the displaced refugees in Rafah. Run by Palestinians. (paypal, venmo) (chuffed)
  • @helpgazachildren: Funds go directly to Hussam, a Palestinian in Rafah who hosts a refugee camp. Funds will cover the cost of tents & transport fuel. Managed by a Palestinian @fairuzfan. (gfm)

Medical Aid:

How to help if you can't donate:

If you haven't heard, the em dash has been getting a lot of attention lately…

Because it was trained on pirated work—including freely accessible online writing (like fanfic, academic texts)—ChatGPT picked up patterns and quirks native to human writing.

Including (sigh) the em dash.

There are other victims here (RIP tapestry and delve 🫠), but the appropriation of the em dash—a punctuation mark beloved by writers everywhere—feels especially personal.

A kind of low-grade panic is ensuing. Writers who once memed their own em dash overuse—the greatest punctuation mark ever to grace the control-freak’s lexicon, frankly—are suddenly backing away to avoid accusations.

No. More. We have centuries of dash-abusing writers behind us. We will not sit quietly while AI repurposes our beloved stilted aside—or the just-one-more clarification the sentence demands—or the dramatic pause your comma could never—etc.

You don’t write like AI—AI writes like you.

Defend the em dash.

(Feel free to download/share/stick it where it matters!)

💔💔🍉They drowned in the tents.

Children dying from the cold, mothers screaming in pain and anguish, men praying to their Lord against injustice, the elderly groaning, the sick praying to their Lord to ease their pain and cold—all this in the tents.

Your donation and participation are very important; my family survived death due to the rain, floods, and cold.

✅️Vetted by @gazavetters, my number verified on the list is ( #591 )✅️

For the past two days, the storm has pushed families in Gaza into conditions that are impossible to imagine.

Our tents have flooded, our bedding is soaked, and the cold rain hasn’t stopped for a moment. Many families no longer have a place to stay… and mine is one of them.

I’m a child, and all I know right now is that we spend long hours under the rain, just trying to find a dry spot to rest. I see the exhaustion in my family’s eyes, and I feel helpless, because we have nothing to do but wait for the storm to end… or for someone to reach out and help us.

My family is fighting hard to keep going, and any support could mean so much to us in these painful moments.

📌 Fundraiser vetted (#167 by el-shab-hussein & nabulsi)

Please please if anybody can donate to ahmadwaleed55, for his family needs this. And if you are unable to, just share this to someone who can, to help.

🕊 Nadin’s Hope: A Mother, A Memory, A Future

Hello, my name is Nadin. I’m from Gaza. I’m a graphic design graduate, a wife—and now, a mother.

I finished my design studies just before the war began. I had dreams of starting a small studio, of creating art that told stories. I used to think about colors and fonts and the future.

Then, the war came. And the future became something we tried to hold onto, moment by moment.

On October 22, 2023, I learned I was pregnant when a missile destroyed my husband’s family home, killing 25 members—his mother, siblings, nieces and nephews—entire branches of our family in seconds.

We were displaced twice. Everything was gone—home, safety, routine, rest.

A few weeks later, I gave birth to our daughter. There was no crib, no celebration—not even stillness. But she arrived, quietly and beautifully. In her eyes I saw something I hadn’t felt in weeks: life that still wanted to grow.

Now, our days are shaped by decisions that could dismantle the future we are trying to build together.

Today, Israel’s government is discussing plans for a full military occupation of the Gaza Strip, including Gaza City and southern regions. The stated aim: to eliminate Hamas and later hand governing control to allied Arab forces—not Israel—but with no clear path to peace or normalcy.

The humanitarian fallout is devastating. More than 61,000 Palestinians have died in this war; hunger and malnutrition are rising sharply. Hospitals in north Gaza have shut down, and 193 people have now died of starvation, nearly half of them children.

Aid remains blocked, water is scarce, and many risk dying of hunger or disease long before future promises arrive.

We Don’t Know What Comes Next There’s no clear path forward—only uncertainty for our daughter’s life and our ability to survive another day.

How You Can Help I’m asking for support—not for comfort, but for survival:

Help us meet basic needs so we can breathe, heal, and preserve a world for our daughter.

Support us as I try to stand again on my own feet—even a glimmer of stability matters.

If you’ve read this far, thank you. If you can give—thank you. If you can’t—just sharing this post is a lifeline I will never forget.

🚨‼️ IMPORTANT UPDATE ‼️🚨

Hi friends,

Hi friends, I need to clarify something very important. My GoFundMe page is still active, and I am the organizer in Gaza. The issue is not with my page. The real problem is that the beneficiary’s GoFundMe account, The person the funds are supposed to go to was suddenly deleted by GoFundMe without any warning or explanation.

Because the beneficiary’s account was deleted, all transfers have stopped, even though my page is still running.

But life doesn’t pause.

My family in Gaza is still facing a brutal daily reality, and their basic needs can’t wait for a review email or a support ticket.

Until we resolve the beneficiary issue or get a new one approved, I have to redirect all support through Ko-fi.

If you are able to help, even the cost of a cup of coffee, you are providing my family with food, medicine, and shelter from the cold and rain.

I’m not asking for something easy, but I’m asking because the situation isn’t easy.

Your support is the one real thing keeping us going right now.

The link is below.

Thank you to everyone who still believes that solidarity isn’t just a word. Solidarity is life.

📌 Fundraiser vetted (#167 by el-shab-hussein & nabulsi)

Ahmad has been on tumblr for years and each time he has gotten a new account, the old one has verified that that's really him.

You can rest assured this is the real Ahmad Waleed, who joined us two years ago and described his 14th birthday being spent in a tent in this genocide, who has spent the entire time since then tirelessly advocating for his family.

Ahmad's family needs money every day for basic needs. Please, donate what you can.

Children like Ahmad are the future of Palestine. By donating, you could be part of what helps him and his loved ones survive and thrive.

🚨 I don’t know why this keeps happening to us

After the beneficiary account on GoFundMe was restricted, we created a page on Ko-fi — and today Ko-fi has also restricted our page.

We are just a family trying to survive in Gaza, asking for help to cover our basic daily needs.

These repeated restrictions make our situation even harder, but we won’t stop trying.

I’ve created a new donation page on Chuffed, and I hope you can continue supporting us or at least share the link. Your support is the only reason my family is still holding on.

Thank you for standing with us. ❤️🙏

Everything changed the day Amira was born. The world outside was collapsing — bombs, dust, screams, and fear. Yet inside a small room, by the dim light of a single candle, a new life began. While others were running for shelter, I was holding my newborn daughter, trembling, crying, trying to believe that something so pure could still exist in a place like Gaza. I named her Amira, because I wanted her to feel like a child of life —not a child of war.

  A year has passed since that night, but nothing has really changed Our house is still rubble, our streets still carry the smell of smoke, and the sky still echoes with sounds that make Amira flinch in her sleep. She has just turned one. She’s learning to walk, holding my finger with her tiny hand, laughing at the smallest things — as if she doesn’t see the destruction around her. She doesn’t know the word “loss.” She never met her father, but when she smiles, I see him there. Sometimes I watch her sleeping, and I wonder what kind of world she will grow up in — whether she will ever know what peace feels like, what home smells like. And yet, when she opens her eyes in the morning and says “mama,” everything becomes bearable again. I want to rebuild our home. Not just for the walls — but for her future. For Amira to have a small room, a safe place to dream, a life that belongs to her, not to war. I’m not asking for much. Only for a chance to give her a beginning filled with warmth instead of fear

 A Mother’s Message

To everyone reading this — thank you for listening to our story. Your kindness means more than words. Every share, every message, every donation — it all helps me rebuild not just a house, but a future for Amira. From the heart of Gaza, from a mother learning to hope again — we will live. And I will make sure my daughter grows up in a world that knows love more than war.

I swear to god can we kill generative ai it’s such a plague on humanity I fear for this poor generation of children

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