So you would get to hang out on a beach for a couple hours and see some of these guys and also help keep them safe! (And also get something volunteering and wildlife-related to put on a resume if you need/want that)

(Least Terns, photo by Dann DeBlois)

Shifts are whatever you can sign up for, so you don't need to have the same time available every week (or even take a slot every week) and Audubon provides training, so there's no prior experience needed!

You can sign up here for more info if you're interested!

Pls reblog if you can, since they're really in need of volunteers atm

My name is Sahar. Like any young woman, I dreamed of a stable and happy life. I was engaged to Mohammad, and together, we dreamed of building a warm little home where we could start our life. We spent years preparing our house, but just before our wedding, everything was destroyed in an instant by the war.

I was faced with a choice: to leave Mohammad in the midst of this chaos or to stand by him and begin our journey together, no matter how difficult it might be. I chose him. We got married, not in the dream wedding I had envisioned, but under the harsh reality of war. Our new home became a fragile tent, offering neither comfort nor security.

After we got married, I received the news that I was pregnant with my daughter, and I live in constant fear for my unborn child. I am terrified of the world she will be born into—a world of poverty, hunger, and bitter cold. We have been displaced from our home more than nine times, carrying with us nothing but the burden of loss and the hope of survival. The house we dreamed of is now rubble, and the tent we live in barely protects us from the rain and cold.How will I protect my daughter? We struggle to find enough food. Basic necessities like milk, blankets, and clothing feel impossibly out of reach. The cost of survival has become unbearable. Every night, I am haunted by the thought: how can I bring her into this world, knowing I cannot keep her safe?

After a long pregnancy filled with pain and fear, after nights without sleep, I finally gave birth to my baby girl. She was born in the middle of bombing, surrounded by destruction and poverty—not in a warm room, not in a safe place. Her first cry mixed with the sound of explosions, as if she was announcing her arrival into a cruel world she never chose.

I gave birth to her with nothing but my heart. I cannot promise her anything. Poverty surrounds us from every side, and the cold reaches her tiny body before night even comes. My baby and I are suffering deeply, not because we ask for much, but because I am unable to provide her with the most basic needs: milk, warmth, and safety.

When I look into her eyes, I feel strength. When I look at my empty hands, I break down in tears. I am a mother trying to save her child from hunger and fear, in a world that has shown no mercy even to the dreams of children.😢🥹

To donate or support us, here is the link 👇🙏

Before you donate, please take a moment to read our story we really need u. 💔😔

This link is where you can help support our family, and reading our journey will show you exactly how your contribution can make a real difference.👇🙏

Hello, my name is Anas, and I am from Gaza and this is Our Story from Gaza: Before and After 💔

Before the war, my family and I lived in the Shuja'iyya neighborhood of Gaza City. Our life was simple but full of meaning. I lived with my parents, my brother, and my sister in a home filled with love and laughter.

Every morning, my father and mother would wake up early to go to work, while my sister prepared for school. We had our normal daily routines, shared meals together, celebrated birthdays, and dreamed of the future.

It wasn’t a rich life, but it was ours. We had our house, a small piece of farmland, good neighbors, and beautiful land around us that gave us a sense of peace and belonging. My mother, father, and sister were always part of this daily rhythm, making our life feel ordinary yet full of warmth and stability.

Every Thursday, our whole family would gather at my grandmother’s house laughter, stories, and meals together. That special time brought us closer and filled our hearts with joy. Now, all of that is gone.

Our home between before and after 🥺💔

The Day Everything Changed 

 During the first week of the war, the bombing forced us to leave our home. We thought it would be temporary, but then came the news that broke us: our home was completely destroyed. Flattened to the ground. Everything we worked for and saved, every memory, gone in a moment.Since then, we have been displaced multiple times from Shuja'iyya to Rimal, then Al-Zawada, and finally Rafah. Each time we carried less with us. We’ve slept on floors, in schools, and even tents. Nights are freezing, days are unbearably hot. There is no clean water, no electricity, no toilets. We wait hours just for bread. We lost not only our home but also our jobs, our stability, and our sense of safety. Right now, our only dream is to survive tomorrow.

Why I Am Asking for Your Help

I am starting this campaign to support my family because the war destroyed everything we had our home, our land, our routines, and our sense of safety. Your help will allow us to rebuild our lives step by step.

and we are raising $20,000 to help my family survive and rebuild after the war. This amount will allow us to:

1-Rebuilding our home and farmland: Our house was completely destroyed, along with our small piece of farmland. These were not just buildings or land they were the heart of our daily life, where we felt safe and connected to our surroundings. We need help to repair and rebuild a stable home and restore the land that provided us with peace and sustenance. 2-Restoring our daily life and happiness: Before the war, we had routines and small joys  working in the fields, sharing meals, celebrating birthdays, and seeing our neighbors regularly. Every Thursday, our family gathered at my grandmother’s house. Those ordinary days brought us happiness and a sense of belonging. We want to bring back some of that normal life. 3-Support for work and livelihoods: The war took away our jobs and sources of income. My parents, who used to work hard to provide for the family, can no longer earn a living safely. Donations will help us cover essential expenses and start rebuilding work opportunities so we can support ourselves again. 4-Food, clean water, and urgent health needs: Life now is a struggle for basic necessities. Your donation helps us access proper food, clean water, and medicine for urgent health needs. Your support, no matter the amount, is not just money it’s hope, dignity, and a chance for a family who lost everything to start over. Every contribution helps us recover a little of the life we loved and the memories that made it special.

As of today, April 15, 2025, the latest satellite images of our home show that it has been completely destroyed

From My Heart ❤️

To everyone who supported us before, and to anyone reading this now  thank you 🙏. I know the world is full of struggles, and I don’t take your kindness for granted.

Please, if you can, donate again through this new link or share it with others. Every bit of help means so much to me and my family. 💔🙏

Even $20 will make a big difference and save us!

IMPORTANT: This campaign is real and verified. You can see all updates and amounts raised directly on the link.

You can check here so you can donate with confidence👉verified ✅

If you came from the tags , I want to reassure you, don’t worry, because @gaza-evacuation-funds helps me to make the post reach the largest number of people

!!!

Some of you may already know me from my previous fundraiser on GoFundMe. I want to explain honestly what happened: I closed that campaign myself because receiving the money there was very difficult. Their strict policies only allowed transfers in one currency (USD), which made it hard for many people who wanted to support us in other currencies. Some donations could not even reach us, and part of the money had to be returned to the donors.

That’s why I decided to move my campaign here to chuffed.org. This platform is much better for our situation because it allows people to donate in different currencies (USD, EUR, and more). This way, support can truly reach us without these problems.

Thanks to your support, we have collected $22,236! 🙌

We have returned $2,300, and the remaining funds from our previous campaign are approximately $20,000.

With your help, we are now focusing on achieving our next goals:

Our Goals:

Goal 1: 1,000$

Goal 2: 5,000$

Goal 3: 10,000$

Goal 4: 15,000$

Goal 5: 20,000$

Now you can donate any currency you want🙏🙏

Unfortunately

Our tent was flooded and torn due to the winter.

Have you ever tried living for two full years in a makeshift tent that protects you from neither the scorching heat of summer nor the freezing cold of winter?

Have you lived without clean water, without proper food, in a place that isn’t suitable for human beings?

We are living in tragic conditions. We barely eat enough to keep hunger away, and whatever food we find is nothing close to what a human body needs.

Have you ever been in severe pain that feels like your body is tearing apart simply because there is no medicine? And when medicine does appear, it is either a rare miracle or sold at a price we can never afford.

Our life has become something that words cannot fully describe.

We are suffering every moment, in every part of daily life. And asking for help is not easy for me, but our reality is far harsher than anything we can face alone.

Your kindness, your humanity, your support are the only things keeping us going. Without your help, I don’t know how we would have survived these months.

Please continue supporting my family by donating and sharing this post.

We are in desperate need, especially for my ill father whose medicine has become nearly impossible to secure.

Your generosity is the only light we have left.

📌This is my new account on Suhffed, after the beneficiary’s account was banned on GoFundMe, and the alternative account on Ko-fi was also banned.

Before you donate, please take a moment to read our story we really need u. 💔😔

This link is where you can help support our family, and reading our journey will show you exactly how your contribution can make a real difference.👇🙏

Hello, my name is Anas, and I am from Gaza and this is Our Story from Gaza: Before and After 💔

Before the war, my family and I lived in the Shuja'iyya neighborhood of Gaza City. Our life was simple but full of meaning. I lived with my parents, my brother, and my sister in a home filled with love and laughter.

Every morning, my father and mother would wake up early to go to work, while my sister prepared for school. We had our normal daily routines, shared meals together, celebrated birthdays, and dreamed of the future.

It wasn’t a rich life, but it was ours. We had our house, a small piece of farmland, good neighbors, and beautiful land around us that gave us a sense of peace and belonging. My mother, father, and sister were always part of this daily rhythm, making our life feel ordinary yet full of warmth and stability.

Every Thursday, our whole family would gather at my grandmother’s house laughter, stories, and meals together. That special time brought us closer and filled our hearts with joy. Now, all of that is gone.

Our home between before and after 🥺💔

The Day Everything Changed 

 During the first week of the war, the bombing forced us to leave our home. We thought it would be temporary, but then came the news that broke us: our home was completely destroyed. Flattened to the ground. Everything we worked for and saved, every memory, gone in a moment.Since then, we have been displaced multiple times from Shuja'iyya to Rimal, then Al-Zawada, and finally Rafah. Each time we carried less with us. We’ve slept on floors, in schools, and even tents. Nights are freezing, days are unbearably hot. There is no clean water, no electricity, no toilets. We wait hours just for bread. We lost not only our home but also our jobs, our stability, and our sense of safety. Right now, our only dream is to survive tomorrow.

Why I Am Asking for Your Help

I am starting this campaign to support my family because the war destroyed everything we had our home, our land, our routines, and our sense of safety. Your help will allow us to rebuild our lives step by step.

and we are raising $20,000 to help my family survive and rebuild after the war. This amount will allow us to:

1-Rebuilding our home and farmland: Our house was completely destroyed, along with our small piece of farmland. These were not just buildings or land they were the heart of our daily life, where we felt safe and connected to our surroundings. We need help to repair and rebuild a stable home and restore the land that provided us with peace and sustenance. 2-Restoring our daily life and happiness: Before the war, we had routines and small joys  working in the fields, sharing meals, celebrating birthdays, and seeing our neighbors regularly. Every Thursday, our family gathered at my grandmother’s house. Those ordinary days brought us happiness and a sense of belonging. We want to bring back some of that normal life. 3-Support for work and livelihoods: The war took away our jobs and sources of income. My parents, who used to work hard to provide for the family, can no longer earn a living safely. Donations will help us cover essential expenses and start rebuilding work opportunities so we can support ourselves again. 4-Food, clean water, and urgent health needs: Life now is a struggle for basic necessities. Your donation helps us access proper food, clean water, and medicine for urgent health needs. Your support, no matter the amount, is not just money it’s hope, dignity, and a chance for a family who lost everything to start over. Every contribution helps us recover a little of the life we loved and the memories that made it special.

As of today, April 15, 2025, the latest satellite images of our home show that it has been completely destroyed

From My Heart ❤️

To everyone who supported us before, and to anyone reading this now  thank you 🙏. I know the world is full of struggles, and I don’t take your kindness for granted.

Please, if you can, donate again through this new link or share it with others. Every bit of help means so much to me and my family. 💔🙏

Even $20 will make a big difference and save us!

IMPORTANT: This campaign is real and verified. You can see all updates and amounts raised directly on the link.

You can check here so you can donate with confidence👉verified ✅

If you came from the tags , I want to reassure you, don’t worry, because @gaza-evacuation-funds helps me to make the post reach the largest number of people

!!!

Some of you may already know me from my previous fundraiser on GoFundMe. I want to explain honestly what happened: I closed that campaign myself because receiving the money there was very difficult. Their strict policies only allowed transfers in one currency (USD), which made it hard for many people who wanted to support us in other currencies. Some donations could not even reach us, and part of the money had to be returned to the donors.

That’s why I decided to move my campaign here to chuffed.org. This platform is much better for our situation because it allows people to donate in different currencies (USD, EUR, and more). This way, support can truly reach us without these problems.

Thanks to your support, we have collected $22,236! 🙌

We have returned $2,300, and the remaining funds from our previous campaign are approximately $20,000.

With your help, we are now focusing on achieving our next goals:

Our Goals:

Goal 1: 1,000$

Goal 2: 5,000$

Goal 3: 10,000$

Goal 4: 15,000$

Goal 5: 20,000$

Now you can donate any currency you want🙏🙏

Have you ever tried living for two full years in a makeshift tent that protects you from neither the scorching heat of summer nor the freezing cold of winter?

Have you lived without clean water, without proper food, in a place that isn’t suitable for human beings?

We are living in tragic conditions. We barely eat enough to keep hunger away, and whatever food we find is nothing close to what a human body needs.

Have you ever been in severe pain that feels like your body is tearing apart simply because there is no medicine? And when medicine does appear, it is either a rare miracle or sold at a price we can never afford.

Our life has become something that words cannot fully describe.

We are suffering every moment, in every part of daily life. And asking for help is not easy for me, but our reality is far harsher than anything we can face alone.

Your kindness, your humanity, your support are the only things keeping us going. Without your help, I don’t know how we would have survived these months.

Please continue supporting my family by donating and sharing this post.

We are in desperate need, especially for my ill father whose medicine has become nearly impossible to secure.

Your generosity is the only light we have left.

📌This is my new account on Suhffed, after the beneficiary’s account was banned on GoFundMe, and the alternative account on Ko-fi was also banned.

Every day here in Gaza feels like a year carved into our chests. The war isn’t like it was in the early days—the sky is quieter, the air carries less smoke, and the nights hold fewer explosions. But the pain… it still lives under the rubble, inside our memories, and in the empty spaces where our loved ones once stood.

I’m writing this today not because the war has completely ended, but because for the first time in a long while, it feels like the horizon is opening a little. A small space where we can breathe, gather ourselves, and try to rebuild what’s left of our lives. Yet every step forward feels like walking on wounded memories, and every stone from our destroyed home whispers stories we never got to finish.

We lived through nights so heavy we thought morning would never come. We lost things that can never be replaced—homes, dreams, pieces of our hearts. But we are still here… holding on, trying, fighting to stay standing despite everything.

And in the middle of this long road… there is a house. A house that once carried laughter, warmth, noise, and life. Today, all that remains is an image holding a memory—and rubble longing for the people who once lived inside.

Today, we are trying to rebuild—not just the walls of a house, but an entire life that was shattered. We are trying to create a new beginning, to live with dignity again, to give our family a sense of safety that we’ve been missing for so long.

We’re not writing this to mourn what was lost, but to ask for a chance to start again. We ask for your support because rebuilding after a war is not something one person can do alone—it is a human effort, a shared act of compassion. We need you. We need your hearts. We need your help to stand again.

Every contribution—no matter how small—makes a difference. It becomes part of our story, part of rebuilding a home, part of reviving a life that nearly faded.

The war may be almost over… but our journey back to life begins now.

please donate as much as you can because that helps me a lot. If you cannot donate, tell people about my suffering.

I've have several go fund me's reach out to me so I've linked below the ones that have in hopes you're able to donate to as many as possible <3 (regularly updated)

Soosoogaza: https://www.gofundme.com/f/ch8x7k-help-mahmoud-and-his-family-survive

Abadborhm: https://chuffed.org/project/124804-i-am-abdulrahman-i-live-in-gaza-please-help-me

Mhgaza8: https://chuffed.org/project/127680-help-mahmoud-survive-in-gaza 

Hudapalestine: https://www.gofundme.com/f/help-feed-house-moataz-and-hoda 

Saharfamilyy-78: https://www.gofundme.com/f/help-sahar-and-mohammed-build-a-safe-home-for-their-baby?utm_campaign=fp_sharesheet&utm_medium=customer&utm_source=copy_link 

Jaafarwael-gaza01: https://chuffed.org/project/helpjaafar 

Adhamgaza1: https://chuffed.org/project/129029-urgent-please-help-adham-to-survive-this-genocide 

Mohammedgaza213: https://chuffed.org/project/help-for-mohammed 

Mohammedwael-gaza78: https://chuffed.org/project/together-for-mohammed 

Tasneemofamily: https://chuffed.org/project/tasneem 

abuyasin156: https://www.gofundme.com/f/help-me-build-a-new-future-for-my-family

Salahmanarfamily: https://www.gofundme.com/f/rebuild-salahs-family-house

At this time of year, many people reflect on love and helping others.

Today, we have a real opportunity to turn this meaning into real hope for someone in need.💔 Diala is facing a serious health condition and urgently needs medical treatment abroad.

The cost of treatment is $1,500 — an amount we can reach together if we unite.

✨ Instead of gifts that fade away,let’s make this one a chance for life.

📌 Any donation, no matter how small, makes a difference.Even sharing this post could help reach the right person.

🤍 In this season of giving, let’s be a reason for healing and hope,

because humanity is the language we all share.

📩 For donations or inquiries:

( Donate Now)

Thank you from the heart to everyone who donates or shares 🌟

✅️Vetted by @gazavetters, my number verified on the list is ( #715 )✅️

We are a family exhausted by displacement and life in a tent. We are tired of constant displacement, and the tent is no longer a solution—it does not protect us from the cold or the harshness of life , especially with children suffering every night.🙏🙏

While browsing the internet, I came across an advertisement from a Gazan offering to build mobile homes (caravans). According to my conversation with him, a unit measuring 18 square meters (6 x 3 meters) costs $7,500 to build. It includes an unfurnished bedroom, a kitchen, and a bathroom, all ready for use. However, $7,500 is an impossible amount for us under these difficult circumstances.

We urgently need a caravan as a temporary shelter until reconstruction begins and we are able to rebuild our home, God willing.

The current cost of the caravan is $7,500.

This post will remain pinned until we are able to purchase the caravan and provide safe shelter for my children from the cold.

I hope you will watch this video and you will see for yourself the situation we have reached.

please please DONATE To every kind and compassionate heart, to anyone who can help or share—after God, you are our hope 🤍

The necessary documents for proper verification have been submitted, and anyone who wishes to verify is welcome to contact me.

Verification ✅️Vetted by @gazavetters ( #533 )✅️

verified by @bilal-sala7 ( #36 ) ✅️

We only need 150 people, each donating $50, to secure a caravan that will protect us from the cold and shelter our children.

This small amount can make a huge difference in our lives.

Be one of them, please don’t ignore us… our children’s warmth is a trust in your hearts.

Save us from the tent — we need a caravan to shelter us until reconstruction begins.

We are a family exhausted by displacement and life in a tent. We are tired of constant displacement, and the tent is no longer a solution—it does not protect us from the cold or the harshness of life, especially with children suffering every night.

We urgently need a caravan as a temporary shelter until reconstruction begins and we are able to rebuild our home, God willing.

The current cost of the caravan is $7,500.

GOFUNDME

This post will remain pinned until we are able to purchase the caravan and provide safe shelter for my children from the cold.

please please DONATE

To every kind and compassionate heart, to anyone who can help or share—after God, you are our hope 🤍

Guys, in addition to the harsh life left by the war, today the situation becomes even more severe due to heavy rains. Children are literally crying under the rain tonight in Gaza. Their tents have collapsed, their blankets are soaked, and they have nowhere to run as storms hit the camps.💔🌧️

Entire families woke up to find their tents flooded and their few belongings drenched in cold water. More than half a million displaced families are living like this, with no roof, no tools to repair torn tents, and nothing dry to sleep on.

My family is one of them.

We lost our home completely, and the rain tonight means cold, sickness, and fear. Giving up just the cost of a cup of tea once could help us get dry blankets, food, medicine, even clean water.

Please show your humanity.

Donate and reblog. 🙏💔

We heard in the weather forecast that there will be heavy rain in Gaza tomorrow, Friday and Saturday, and I've been trying since this morning to buy wood and tent covers so I don't get flooded by the rainwater.

It's very expensive, and all the solutions are temporary; there are no permanent solutions except for the house.

My tent shakes a lot in the wind and blows away – and that's just from the wind, so what will it be like in a low-pressure system?

To everyone, I say please donate and share this post.

Today's target is 52.490/58.900🙏🙏🫂

Every day here in Gaza feels like a year carved into our chests. The war isn’t like it was in the early days—the sky is quieter, the air carries less smoke, and the nights hold fewer explosions. But the pain… it still lives under the rubble, inside our memories, and in the empty spaces where our loved ones once stood.

I’m writing this today not because the war has completely ended, but because for the first time in a long while, it feels like the horizon is opening a little. A small space where we can breathe, gather ourselves, and try to rebuild what’s left of our lives. Yet every step forward feels like walking on wounded memories, and every stone from our destroyed home whispers stories we never got to finish.

We lived through nights so heavy we thought morning would never come. We lost things that can never be replaced—homes, dreams, pieces of our hearts. But we are still here… holding on, trying, fighting to stay standing despite everything.

And in the middle of this long road… there is a house. A house that once carried laughter, warmth, noise, and life. Today, all that remains is an image holding a memory—and rubble longing for the people who once lived inside.

Today, we are trying to rebuild—not just the walls of a house, but an entire life that was shattered. We are trying to create a new beginning, to live with dignity again, to give our family a sense of safety that we’ve been missing for so long.

We’re not writing this to mourn what was lost, but to ask for a chance to start again. We ask for your support because rebuilding after a war is not something one person can do alone—it is a human effort, a shared act of compassion. We need you. We need your hearts. We need your help to stand again.

Because Gaza has no working banking system, we use my brother U.S. Stripe account to safely process donations for our family. Nothing is hidden — every dollar goes where it should. We are ready to show proof of anything, at any time.

Every contribution—no matter how small—makes a difference. It becomes part of our story, part of rebuilding a home, part of reviving a life that nearly faded.

The war may be almost over… but our journey back to life begins now.