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I sat down to light a fire to warm my children, but the rain was pouring heavily. The wood got soaked and would no longer catch fire.
My little ones were shivering in front of me, helpless and weak. All I had were a few matchsticks... and the clothes I wore.
I won’t deny that for a moment I thought about taking off my jacket and burning it to warm them, but that jacket was all I had.
I looked at my wife; she was shaking violently, her lips turning blue from the biting cold. I tried to cover her and the children with a thin, worn-out blanket, but the winter’s chill was stronger.
In that moment, I felt completely powerless, the reality here in Gaza is more than I can bear alone.
Suddenly, an idea came to me: in a dilapidated shack behind our camp, covered with tin and zinc, we started running and racing because the heat generated by movement could give us some temporary warmth.
We played, laughed, and warmed their small bodies, if only for a little while.
My wife whispered to me, “Will we soon be able to rent a warm home where our children feel true warmth?”
Today, we are doing everything we can to rent a small, warm home for our children, but we are still short of the amount needed. Financially, this is the biggest obstacle standing between us and leaving the tent.
To everyone who read our story, we invite you to be part of this hope. Please help us so that soon we can tell you a different story, the story of our children in a home, after losing our house to the war and living in a tent on the streets with our four kids.
Please help us give warmth to these four children. The cold is harsh on them, and they are often sick, coughing and running fevers because of the weather. Your support can truly change this reality. Please don’t hesitate.
Please do what you can to help! This fundraiser is vetted
I'm trying to be gentle and calm in conveying our need for help, but we truly desperately need it. Even the smallest person who sees this can contribute a lot by not ignoring the post; simply sharing or liking it will raise the post's visibility to others who might donate.
Every donation matters.
If anyone sends me proof of donation, I’ll send you a hand-painted pin (of any kind!) for free. Send donation proof, questions, or ask for more pictures here on tumblr, or at my business email: [email protected]. more info is in my pinned post.
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I am Manal from Gaza, 31 years old. My family and I are living in extremely difficult circumstances after the war on Gaza. We were displaced from our home and live in a tent that does not protect us from the heat of the summer or the cold of the winter. I suffer from extreme poverty because of these circumstances; we have nothing. We are no longer able to provide basic necessities such as food, drink, and other things due to the exorbitant rise in prices. Thus, our sources of livelihood have been destroyed, and we live in extremely difficult conditions in tents. Words cannot describe what we face daily in the tents without food, medicine, or clean drinking water, in addition to the stress, helplessness, psychological pressure, and daily trauma caused by everything around us. We work to care for our families, so that we do not leave them vulnerable to danger, illness, and death.
Now, I find myself in this difficult situation, and I humbly ask for your help to save the lives of my family, especially my little girl, by getting us out of Gaza to Egypt and building a new life outside Gaza or helping us get money to buy the necessities we might be able to afford. Asking for help is not easy, but we had no choice because we want to survive and strive to rebuild our shattered lives. We are very grateful for any help you can offer, no matter how small, because your help will go a long way in alleviating our suffering. I hope you will share my story with your family and friends.
omg I didn't expect this quick art to get so much approval, but I'm very happy anyway 🥹
so! I had an idea to do a series of redraws of vintage covers with crewmates, but I'm not sure how to post it...
post them each separately
group together
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“It’s funny,” I told Flewin. “We have an old Nintendo Game Boy floating around the house, and Tetris is the only game we own. My wife will sometimes dig it out to play on airplanes and long car rides. She’s weirdly good at it. She can get 500 or 600 lines, no problem.”
What Flewin said next I will never forget.
“Oh, my!”
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TL;DR on the article
The husband was writing an article on classic video game records, was surprised to find out that holding the Tetris record is a bit of a big deal, and mentions how good his wife is at it.
The guy he’s talking to mentions that the record is 327, way lower than his wifes usual scores of 500-600.
They travel to a tournament, and she goes to do her attempt. Just after she beats 327, and is climbing higher, a judge brings up to the husband that the specific version she’s playing actually has a different record of 545.
She overhears that she needs to beat 500-something, and keeps going, setting the record at 841.
which, they later find out, is her second-best record
There was a decent but ultimately forgettable fantasy novel I read a long time ago that had a single moment that stuck with me.
The protagonist has just won the world famous sword fighting competition in the big, rich capital and is talking to his mentor, and says something about being the best swordsman in the world. The mentor frowns and tells him that no, he isn't. He is the best swordsman out of the people that could afford to show up to this tournament. There could be a mercenary way out in the mountains, patrolling a snow encrusted fort's walls that could kick his ass and there was no way to know until he was already losing to the guy.
I think about that a lot, and how for every apparently dominant competitor, there might be a fucking ronin out there somewhere capable of destroying them.
Always reblog tetris ronin lady
shamefully, i haven't made a post about amal and her family @amal-ashour-new in some time. but amal has never left me, at least she has never left my heart. amal is one of the palestinians who has been on this website asking for help the longest, she's been verified multiple times and even offers her phone number to people who want to talk to her. she is a kind, gracious, and beautiful person
when i first spoke to her, her daughter maryam was just 1 and half years old. she needed milk. the genocide was raging worse than ever. now, maryam is 3, and she has a sister. amal had mina less than a month ago, and luckily the delivery went well, but mina was still born in beseiged gaza, and now amal has run out of milk and is trying to protect newborn mina from the freezing cold and floods that have already taken the lives of babies in gaza. mina's crying from chafing, her mother suffering from worry because she can't provide her baby milk! can you imagine? i'm sure many of you can
gofundme completely shut her fundraiser down because it's evil and complicit but she has a new fundraiser on chuffed and it's not even a fifth of the way to its goal. she is vetted by @bilal-sala7 (line #46)
tagging for reach
maryam and mina are currently being treated at a medical center. amal says the minimum cost for treatment will be $300 and the hospital is asking her to pay now. if you can spare anything close to that, it would be much appreciated!!
Time is no longer on our side, and my mother’s condition is growing more critical with each passing day.
I cannot ignore the silence of those who see this human plea and choose to look away.
This is not exaggeration or emotional pressure.
This is the truth confirmed by doctors.
My mother is suffering from severe deterioration due to extreme vitamin deficiency and malnutrition, and her body is exhausted and can no longer withstand any further delay.
Urgent medical treatment and intervention are her only hope for survival.
Every day without help brings us one step closer to losing her.
I stand beside her helplessly, watching her grow weaker before my eyes,
with nothing left but hope that one compassionate soul will respond.
Your donation, or even sharing this, could save a life.
Hello Tumblr community,
My name is Mohammed . I am a qualified medical lab specialist, but the current situation here in Gaza hasn't allowed me the opportunity to work in my field. Instead, I am channeling my skills into my passion for design to support my family.
This is my work, a testament to resilience and creativity born from necessity. I invite you to view my post and designs here: [ Post Link ]
Your support and appreciation mean the world during these challenging times.
👉 Open for collaborations & custom work.
👉If you'd like to support my family directly, please consider donating through my verified link:
[ Support My Family Here ]
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✅️verified by @bilal-sala7 ( #36 ) here ✅️
today is the final day for ammar's injection and we quite literally have nothing for him.
i cannot overstate how bad this is. we have to raise all $2302 today. there is nothing here at all. it's extremely worrying
PLEASE, I AM BEGGING YOU TO HELP AMMAR
HE NEEDS THIS OR HE WILL DIE
IF YOU DON'T HELP HIM, NO ONE ELSE WILL
PEOPLE HAVE HELPED HIM LESS AND LESS EVERY WEEK
BUT HE STILL NEEDS THIS TO SURVIVE
PLEASE DON'T ABANDON HIM TO DIE.
$0 / $2302
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