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Also consider Mikinakoos' as they're extending support beyond their traditional service areas due to the scale of this emergency!

Donations for Namaygoosisagagun First Nation:

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Hello friends,

My name is Mona, a 33-year-old former mathematics teacher from Khan Younis, Gaza.

The war has taken almost everything from me. I lost my home, my job, and my father, who passed away after being unable to receive the treatment he needed. My family and I have been displaced more than 17 times, searching for safety but finding very little relief.

Today, I am responsible for caring for my mother and my two younger brothers. I have tried my best to find a way to support them, but the situation remains incredibly difficult.

I am asking for your support during this painful time. Any donation, no matter how small, can help us afford food, basic necessities, and daily essentials. If you are unable to donate, sharing my story would mean so much to me.

Thank you for reading and for standing with my family. 🤍

I am Inas, a mother of two young children: Muhammad, 7 years old, and Hala, 5 years old. They should have been living their childhood like all children—safe and warm in the embrace of their father. But the war has stolen that dream from us😭😭😭

Six months ago, my husband Anas, a kind-hearted man who endured a life of poverty, was killed by a random shell while on his way to work as a taxi driver. Since that tragic day, I’ve been left to carry the unbearable weight of life alone.

I held a diploma in international secretarial studies and was about to start a job to help support my family. But the war shattered not only our home but also my hopes and dreams. We’ve been displaced six times and now live in a tent that offers no shelter from the bitter cold or the ever-looming fear.

My young children face relentless hunger that weakens their fragile bodies and a cold that knows no mercy for their small hearts. Each day, their cries for warmth and food grow louder, and each day, I feel more helpless to provide them with even the basics of life💔😭😭

I appeal to your humanity, to your compassion. We need your help to survive, to find a safe shelter, and to feed my children. Your generosity could be the reason Muhammad and Hala continue to live and find hope amidst this darkness🥹

Please, help me keep the light of these innocent children from being extinguished by this cruel world

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Before the war, we lived a simple but happy life. We had a beautiful home filled with laughter, family gatherings, and precious memories. My husband worked hard to build a small company that provided for us, and we dreamed of a bright future for our children. My eldest son had just begun a new job and was excited to start his life, while my second son proudly worked alongside his father.

Then the war took everything.

Our home was reduced to rubble. The company that my husband spent years building disappeared overnight. The life we had worked so hard for was gone in a moment.

But the greatest loss was my son.

My eldest son was killed while trying to bring food to our family. He left home hoping to help his hungry brothers and sisters and never came back. No mother should have to bury her child, especially a child whose last act was trying to feed his family.

As if that pain was not enough, my other son was severely injured and now desperately needs medical treatment that we cannot afford.

We spent every penny we had trying to survive. Today, we have no savings left, no home to return to, and no way to provide the basic necessities my children need. Every day is a struggle to find food, medicine, and shelter. As a mother, it breaks my heart to watch my children suffer and to feel powerless to help them.

That is why I started this campaign.

I am not asking for luxury or comfort. I am simply asking for a chance to keep my children alive, to provide food for their empty stomachs, medicine for my injured son, and hope for their future. My youngest daughter deserves the opportunity to grow up in safety and dignity, not surrounded by loss and hardship.

Our campaign is moving very slowly, and we are running out of options. Every donation, no matter how small, can make a real difference for my family. If you are unable to donate, please share our story. Your kindness may reach someone who can help.

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Hello friends, I am Yasmin from northern Gaza Strip. I am 27 years old, a mother of two children, Sila and Youssef, and I have been married for more than 7 years.

I was studying Journalism and Media at the University College, and I had both a home and a job. But because of the war, I lost my home, my work, and everything I owned.

My family’s house was also destroyed, and now we have nothing left except a worn-out tent whose torn walls cannot protect us from the heat of summer or the cold of winter.

My husband is injured. He was involved in a traffic accident while trying to get aid, and he is now disabled and unable to work.

My children have suffered from malnutrition due to the lack of food and proper nutrition.

That is why I am only asking for your help and support. I am here trying to save what is left of my children’s lives. They are between life and death.

Please, try to support us and donate whatever you can.

In Gaza, families live day after day between fear, hunger, and illness, in a reality that leaves no space for safety or stability. Every day becomes just another attempt to survive.

🔴 Between Hospitals and Fear... A Mother Fighting to Survive 😔

We write these words not knowing whether we will still be alive tomorrow. My name is Najah, I am a mother of six children, and I am living through days beyond what I can endure. I try to stay strong for my children, but I suffer from a severe deficiency in vitamins, iron, and calcium, which leaves my body exhausted all the time, yet I continue moving between home and the hospital without rest.

⚠️ My husband urgently needs surgery.

My husband is suffering from a severe health condition that began before the war due to digestive problems, but it has significantly worsened since then. He now urgently needs a surgical operation and continuous medical care that we cannot afford. His condition became even worse after he was injured during the bombardment while we were inside our home, increasing the danger to his life

⚠️ My child has had increased electrical activity in the brain since early childhood.

As for my son Ahmed, he is a young child not yet six years old who has suffered from recurrent epileptic seizures since birth. He needs continuous treatment, but the essential medications are almost unavailable in Gaza and, when they do arrive through the crossings, they come in extremely limited quantities, making his treatment unstable and full of risk

💔 There is no safe place left for us.

We live under constant bombardment, displacement, and repeated evacuation orders, with no safety or stability. My children live in constant fear, and we have no money to escape or even protect them, and there is no safe place for us to go. Every moment, we feel danger getting closer.

🔴 Repeated displacement and losing everything with every evacuation 💔

With every evacuation, we are forced to leave our tent, our clothes, and everything we own, fleeing in panic, losing again even the most basic necessities of life with no ability to replace them.

🔴 Children’s suffering inside tents due to harsh conditions and illness 💔

My children also suffer from recurring health problems due to harsh conditions inside the tent, where rodents and insects are widespread because of poor hygiene and lack of a safe environment, leading to painful skin infections and other health issues

🔴 Children are deprived of education due to families’ inability to provide basic school supplies 💔

They also struggle to continue their education due to the inability to afford books, notebooks, and school supplies. The cost is around $200 per child, which is completely beyond our means.

🚨 We urgently need treatment, food, and safe shelter to save my children’s lives. 💔🏥🍞🕊️

💛 Any contribution starting from $25, $50, $100, or even $200 can make a real difference in easing suffering and giving this family a chance at life.

Donation link below👎

💔 Any support, donation, or even sharing this message could help save our lives.

🕊️ Even a small action from you might be the reason a child survives another day.

🌿 We are not asking for comfort — we are asking for a chance to live.

🚨 Please do not turn away. Your kindness may reach us when nothing else can.

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My name is Maram, I am 25 years old from Gaza. I dreamed of a peaceful life, spending my life with my husband and my three children... but the war turned this dream into an impossible one 💔😭. We lived through this genocide with all its painful details and we are still suffering from it😭. We were so happy when the ceasefire was announced, and we returned to our homes in northern Gaza after being displaced for a year and a half in a tent in the south of the Gaza Strip. After repairing a small room in our destroyed house, we began to live there and start over. Unfortunately, the war came back, and it was even stronger than before 💔. Now, we have no shelter or source of income. We have used up all our savings during the war. I know I created my campaign very late, but that's because I have no other means to help my family 🙏. I am completely confident and hopeful that someone here will help us as much as they can and save my family in these tough circumstances 😔.

I know how painful and frustrating it is to start over from scratch, but I hope to get any amount for my family 🥺🙏.

Also consider Mikinakoos' as they're extending support beyond their traditional service areas due to the scale of this emergency!

Donations for Namaygoosisagagun First Nation:

Donations for Whitesand First Nation:

Pay attention here, a life is at stake, please give it hope 💔🥹🙏

A year ago, we had a beautiful baby boy, named Adam, whom we lost to poisoning that afflicted my wife because of the war.

I work as a journalist from the city of victims, Gaza

Now I need to raise the money for a tent to shelter my family from the extreme heat, the Khamsin winds, and the weather fluctuations. Insects fill the place, causing some of my family members to get scabies.

I hope I can help my family get something simple as soon as possible.

I want to raise $354 !

I am now the sad story; I need you.

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Before the war, we lived a simple but happy life. We had a beautiful home filled with laughter, family gatherings, and precious memories. My husband worked hard to build a small company that provided for us, and we dreamed of a bright future for our children. My eldest son had just begun a new job and was excited to start his life, while my second son proudly worked alongside his father.

Then the war took everything.

Our home was reduced to rubble. The company that my husband spent years building disappeared overnight. The life we had worked so hard for was gone in a moment.

But the greatest loss was my son.

My eldest son was killed while trying to bring food to our family. He left home hoping to help his hungry brothers and sisters and never came back. No mother should have to bury her child, especially a child whose last act was trying to feed his family.

As if that pain was not enough, my other son was severely injured and now desperately needs medical treatment that we cannot afford.

We spent every penny we had trying to survive. Today, we have no savings left, no home to return to, and no way to provide the basic necessities my children need. Every day is a struggle to find food, medicine, and shelter. As a mother, it breaks my heart to watch my children suffer and to feel powerless to help them.

That is why I started this campaign.

I am not asking for luxury or comfort. I am simply asking for a chance to keep my children alive, to provide food for their empty stomachs, medicine for my injured son, and hope for their future. My youngest daughter deserves the opportunity to grow up in safety and dignity, not surrounded by loss and hardship.

Our campaign is moving very slowly, and we are running out of options. Every donation, no matter how small, can make a real difference for my family. If you are unable to donate, please share our story. Your kindness may reach someone who can help.

My name is Fatima, a teacher from Gaza. I used to work in a small school I loved dearly, planting hope in the hearts of children and teaching them that tomorrow could be better. But the war took everything away. My school was bombed, I lost my job, and our home was reduced to rubble. Yet, I refused to give up. I set up a small tent amid the destruction and continued teaching children, showing them that knowledge is a light that cannot be extinguished, even in the darkest times.

My husband, Akram, was my partner and pillar of support. But he was severely injured in an attack targeting civilians. His abdominal injuries are so severe that he can no longer work or even lift basic items. Every day, I see the pain in his eyes and feel the weight of helplessness, but I try to stay strong for him and for our children.

Our eldest, Manar, is four years old, and she’s missing out on her childhood amidst this devastation. Our youngest, Ibrahim, was born under bombardment just a year ago. He has suffered greatly due to the lack of milk and proper medical care. Yet, sometimes, he smiles, and in those brief moments, I find the strength to keep going.

We now live in a fragile tent that doesn’t shield us from the cold or rain. Every day is a new battle for survival. I write these words while holding my children’s hands, with nothing left but my faith in God and the hope that your kind hearts will hear our plea.

Please help us provide milk and food for our children, ease Akram’s pain, and rebuild even a small part of the life the war has destroyed. Every donation, no matter how small, makes a big difference in our lives.

I ask you to share our story and be our support during this harsh and unforgiving time.

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