PALESTINE WILL BE FREE

This is Gaza. Where babies don't have the luxury of patience. Where tiny bodies are crumbling under the weight of hunger. Where children are dying daily from malnutrition, lack of milk, and a world's silence.

Where is justice? What crime has a newborn committed to be born in a land where milk is banned? Shelves are empty. And when formula is found, it costs over $100 per can — And even then, money can't always buy it, because milk is under siege too.

Bones. That’s what some children have become. Skin on bones. Eyes sunken in pain. This is not history. This is not a famine from the past. This is Gaza, in 2025.

To the world watching: If you're reading this, you have the power to do something. Silence is complicity. Your voice matters. Your share matters. A single post can save a life.

📣 Share this widely. Repost. Speak out. Let this message reach beyond the walls.

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The Beginning of the Journey I started with just one rabbit, feeding it from my small university allowance. It was a simple start. Day by day, I cared for it like it was my life’s project… Hoping it would grow into a real source of income one day.

The Fruit of Hard Work With time the rabbits started multiplying. I watched the babies grow day by day. Through hard work, I reached 25 mothers and 5 males — and each week I had rabbits ready for the market. The scale became a symbol of my effort every rabbit weighed with care

The Road to the Market I packed the crates, placed the ready rabbits in the car, and headed to the market. It wasn’t just a dirt road — it was a path from dream to livelihood. Silently, I would whisper: “O Allah, bless them for me.”

The Harvest of a Week’s Work At the market, the sellers knew me well. They would approach me, eager to buy the rabbits. I always dealt with them honestly — not just as a business, but with trust and respect.

The Earnings in My Hands I held the money in my hands, knowing the week’s effort hadn’t gone to waste. It wasn’t just money — it was the story of sleepless nights, cleaning cages, caring for mothers during birth, and giving vaccines.

Household Needs I walked through the market, buying fruits and vegetables — happy to do so. I planned: this is for dinner, this for the kids, and this we’ll save. I wasn’t rich, but I could stand on my feet with dignity.

The Disaster Then came the dark day. A loud explosion — I watched in fear from a distance. My small farm, built brick by brick, was gone. Cages scattered… smoke filled the sky. I stood still, hand on my head — too shocked to scream, cry, or run.

War and the Unknown Now, I sit inside a tent... No sound but my breath, no work, no income — just memories of the project replaying in my mind. Everything has changed. Prices are rising insanely — even the flour I once bought easily is now just a dream.

When you read or hear the word "injury" in the news, do you truly understand what it means? It might seem like a simple word, just a number in the statistics of war. But for a little girl like the one you see in the picture, it means something entirely different.

It means she lost her legs, and with them, her childhood. It means she will never be able to run with her friends or play freely like every other child her age. It means she will face pain for the rest of her life—not just physical pain, but deep emotional scars as well.

The war on Gaza🇵🇸 has left 109,000 people injured, and one-third of them are children. These numbers aren’t just statistics; they are stories of children whose lives have been shattered, of families torn apart, and of futures lost.

That "injury" isn't just a wound that will heal, but a permanent struggle, filled with days and nights of challenges, and a loss of the most basic rights of every child.

This is the true face of war. The faces of innocent children who have lost everything. And with each passing day, the number of injured grows, and so does the suffering.

We all watch with sorrow the ongoing genocide in Gaza, Palestine, and recognize the immense destruction that has affected the infrastructure and daily life there. Among the hardest-hit sectors are communication and internet networks, which serve as a lifeline for connecting with the outside world. As a result, the people of Gaza have been cut off from the world, losing their only window to convey their voices and suffering.

In these dire circumstances, temporary solutions were sought to address the communication problem, one of which was the use of eSIM, which helped some regain limited internet access. However, this solution remains limited in its capacity and does not replace the real need for stable and secure infrastructure that guarantees the people of Gaza their right to uninterrupted internet access.

eSIM relies on connecting to international transmission towers, and while this alternative is effective in providing internet access, there are significant challenges that Gazans face in obtaining a strong signal. For instance, residents are often forced to climb to high places, such as rooftops, to ensure signal reception. This poses additional risks, as people are compelled to expose themselves to potential dangers in an already deteriorating security situation. Despite all these difficulties, internet access through eSIM remains a desperate attempt to stay connected with the outside world in the face of ongoing siege and destruction.

To make matters worse, during several bloody incidents committed by the criminal Israeli army, gatherings for distributing internet through eSIM were deliberately targeted in an attempt to silence the voices of journalists and Gaza residents, preventing them from sharing their suffering and documenting the occupation's crimes. These attacks not only targeted people and infrastructure but also aimed to silence the truth and erase the realities that reflect the extent of the atrocities committed against the Palestinian people.

Despite the challenges, eSIM has become a vital tool for Gazans to communicate with their loved ones, reassure them of their safety, stay updated on the latest news, and even provide some form of entertainment for their children amidst the constant threats. The ability to connect, even if limited, helps families stay close and maintain a sense of normalcy in an otherwise unbearable situation.

Amid the ongoing war in Gaza, residents face constant power outages, making daily life increasingly difficult. Mobile phones, which are a vital means of communication with the outside world and a source of news, have become dependent on alternative charging methods. In these harsh conditions, Gazans have shown remarkable ingenuity in finding creative ways to charge their phones despite the persistent lack of electricity.

Reliance on Solar Panels

One of the main solutions Gaza residents have turned to is solar energy. With constant power cuts and the scarcity of fuel needed to run generators, solar panels have become a crucial option for many families. While the initial cost of installing solar panels is high, they provide a long-term solution for generating electricity to charge phones and power essential devices.

Portable Batteries and Electric Generators

In addition to solar panels, many Gazans rely on portable batteries (Power Banks) that are charged when possible, either through solar energy or using small generators powered by gasoline or diesel. However, due to the blockade, fuel is difficult to obtain, making it hard and expensive to operate these generators.

Solar-Powered Phone Charging Stalls

As the electricity crisis deepens, solar-powered phone charging stalls have sprung up across various areas of Gaza. These stalls, run by local initiatives, offer residents the chance to charge their phones for a small fee. The stalls use solar panels installed to harness energy and provide charging services to the local community, helping ease the burden for many who cannot afford to install their own solar panels.

Reusing Discarded Solar Panels

During the war and heavy Israeli bombardment, some Gazans found an opportunity in the **remains of solar panels scattered** by the destruction. These individuals collected the remnants of these panels and repurposed them to create simple charging stations on the streets. These stations offer residents a way to charge their phones at a low cost, providing families who lost access to power a new means of staying connected to the outside world.

Charged Phones: A Lifeline During War

In times of war and constant power outages, a charged phone becomes a lifeline for residents. It is not only a way to communicate with loved ones and check on their safety after bombings, but also a means of locating places where food and water are available, both of which are scarce resources under siege. Additionally, mobile phones are used as a tool to light tents and shelters after nightfall, making phone charging essential for daily survival.

Despite the efforts to solve the phone charging problem, major challenges remain. The high cost of solar panels and the difficulty in obtaining fuel to run generators put significant pressure on Gazan families. However, Gazans continue to adapt and persevere, using whatever tools and resources they can find to overcome the daily obstacles.

In the end, the creativity displayed by Gazans in finding alternative ways to charge their phones reflects their resilience in the face of extreme adversity. Thanks to community innovation and individual efforts, a charged phone remains a window of hope and a lifeline for residents of Gaza amid constant power outages and the difficult circumstances they endure.

My name is Khalil Abubaker, and I am reaching out to you from Ga-za, a place that has been deeply affected by the ongoing war. The past eight months have been incredibly challenging for my family and me. My father, who has always been our main supporter, has been unable to work due to the conflict. Like many others, he lost his job and exhausted all his savings trying to keep us afloat.

Our Family’s Situation:

Our family consists of my mother, my father, my four sisters, my brother, and myself. Despite the dire circumstances, we have always stayed strong and supported one another. We were also running a small side business—a rabbit farm—that helped us make ends meet. Tragically, our farm was totally destroyed by an air strike, wiping out our additional source of income.

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Personal Contribution and Current Struggle:

I was working remotely with a company outside of Ga-za, contributing significantly to our family's needs. Unfortunately, due to the current situation, I lost my employment and spent all my savings trying to help us survive. Now, after eight long and difficult months, we find ourselves at a breaking point. We have exhausted all our resources, and the situation here in Ga-za continues to deteriorate. The hope we once clung to is slipping away, and we desperately need your help to survive and evacuate to a safer place.

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Call for Help:

Our campaign goal is to raise €30,000. Initially, we will use €20,000 to cross the border into Egypt for myself, my father, my mother, and my youngest unmarried sister—half of our family members. The remaining €10,000 will be used to settle in Egypt and cover the costs of necessary items, rent, transportation, and other expenses as we start a new life.

How You Can Help:

I've never spoken up like this before; in fact, I feel shy even asking my close friends outside the country to help because I know it's beyond their ability. I truly believe in the kindness of strangers and in the power of the global community to help us get out of this dire situation. Every contribution, no matter how small, will bring us closer to securing a future away from the devastation. We understand that not everyone may be able to contribute financially, but sharing our story with your network can also make a significant difference.

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The Heartbreak:

Leaving Ga-za means leaving behind the home my father spent his entire life building, and the memories we cherish so deeply. It means separating our family in the hope that we will one day reunite. The decision to leave is incredibly difficult, but our safety and survival are paramount.

Gratitude:

From the depths of our hearts, we thank you for your kindness, support, and prayers. Together, we can give my family the hope and strength to overcome this harrowing time and start anew.

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With gratitude and hope,

On the night of the massacre, aid trucks loaded with flour arrived late, and the waiting Palestinians rushed toward them. A military tank was leading the trucks, but the severe hunger prevented people from waiting for the tank to leave or retreat.

Israeli forces opened fire on the crowds from military vehicles and drones, and the heavy gunfire continued for nearly an hour and a half, resulting in the deaths of 104 civilians, according to Gaza's Ministry of Health, and the injury of at least 760 others. The scene was devastating, with victims falling on top of the trucks or while carrying flour sacks and parcels they risked their lives to obtain to feed their families, who were suffering from unprecedented starvation.

After the massacre and the large number of casualties, the aid trucks turned into vehicles transporting bodies and the injured, reflecting the harsh humanitarian disaster caused by the attack.

When you read or hear the word "injury" in the news, do you truly understand what it means? It might seem like a simple word, just a number in the statistics of war. But for a little girl like the one you see in the picture, it means something entirely different.

It means she lost her legs, and with them, her childhood. It means she will never be able to run with her friends or play freely like every other child her age. It means she will face pain for the rest of her life—not just physical pain, but deep emotional scars as well.

The war on Gaza🇵🇸 has left 109,000 people injured, and one-third of them are children. These numbers aren’t just statistics; they are stories of children whose lives have been shattered, of families torn apart, and of futures lost.

That "injury" isn't just a wound that will heal, but a permanent struggle, filled with days and nights of challenges, and a loss of the most basic rights of every child.

This is the true face of war. The faces of innocent children who have lost everything. And with each passing day, the number of injured grows, and so does the suffering.

When you read or hear the word "injury" in the news, do you truly understand what it means? It might seem like a simple word, just a number in the statistics of war. But for a little girl like the one you see in the picture, it means something entirely different.

It means she lost her legs, and with them, her childhood. It means she will never be able to run with her friends or play freely like every other child her age. It means she will face pain for the rest of her life—not just physical pain, but deep emotional scars as well.

The war on Gaza🇵🇸 has left 109,000 people injured, and one-third of them are children. These numbers aren’t just statistics; they are stories of children whose lives have been shattered, of families torn apart, and of futures lost.

That "injury" isn't just a wound that will heal, but a permanent struggle, filled with days and nights of challenges, and a loss of the most basic rights of every child.

This is the true face of war. The faces of innocent children who have lost everything. And with each passing day, the number of injured grows, and so does the suffering.

By the grace of God and with your continuous support, we have reached 90 donors, and we need just 10 more to reach 100. However, we are still far from achieving our goal of €30,000.

I am certain that the next 10 donors will make a significant difference in this campaign. Every donation, no matter how small, brings us one step closer to safety.

What will we accomplish when we reach 100 donors in this campaign? With each new donor, our hope of escaping this war and finding a safe haven comes closer.

The situation here worsens day by day, and we urgently need your help. Don’t wait—every moment that passes increases the danger we face. Help us reach 100 donors today and be a part of this noble humanitarian effort that will give my family a chance to live away from the war.

Thank you for every bit of support and every prayer. You are our hope after God in these difficult times.

With gratitude and hope,

Khalil Abubaker

that's why this family needs our support. Khalil made a campaign at the beginning of the month for him and his family so they have a chance to evacuate and start a new life in Egypt. time is of the essence. with every passing day, the situation in Gaza becomes more dire, dangerous and unliveable.

tragically, this gfm is only for half of his family: his parents, his youngest sister and himself. many Palestinian families are being forced to decide who gets to evacuate and who stays behind in Gaza, facing an unknown fate. i urge you to read through their story in their own words in the link of the gfm. as of today (06/20/24) they have reached €712 / €30,000, still very far away from their goal. let's help him and his family not only get enough funds but also give them back their hope for a better future.

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I once dreamed of building a small kingdom on my rooftop. A kingdom of soft fur and bright eyes, a kingdom of rabbits. I started my project with a small dream, daily care, and hearts full of hope. Over time, my little farm grew, and became a source of pride for me and a simple source of income for my family. The rabbits were more than just animals to me; they were friends, they were my little family.

I enjoyed watching them multiply and helping them build their small nests. I would watch them play and jump, and feel happiness overwhelm me. They reminded me of my childhood and of days when life was much simpler.

But the war, that black stain that covers the sky of Gaza, destroyed everything. On a dark night, violent explosions shook my house, and I heard the soft cries of the rabbits piercing the silence of the night. When I went out of the house, I found my little farm turned into rubble, the cages scattered, and the rabbits either killed or fled.

I felt at that moment as if my heart had been torn from my chest. All that effort and care I had put in, and all the dreams I had seen evaporate in a single moment. It was a devastating loss, not only material but also emotional.

Today, there is no trace of my little kingdom. There is no rabbit playing in the empty cages. All that remains for me are the beautiful memories and the pain that still grips me.

The war did not only destroy my farm, but it destroyed my whole life. We have been living in constant fear of shelling, and we lack the most basic necessities of life. Therefore, I decided to launch this campaign to help me protect my family and move to a safe place in Egypt.

What will your donations achieve?

Providing a sufficient amount of money to immigrate to Egypt: This amount will help me secure visas, buy plane tickets, and rent temporary housing in Egypt.

Providing basic needs for my family: I will use part of the donations to provide food, drink, and clothing for my family members.

Starting a new life: This support will help me start over in Egypt, find a job, and find permanent housing.

Let us work together to help me protect my family and give them a safe and stable life.

I once dreamed of building a small kingdom on my rooftop. A kingdom of soft fur and bright eyes, a kingdom of rabbits. I started my project with a small dream, daily care, and hearts full of hope. Over time, my little farm grew, and became a source of pride for me and a simple source of income for my family. The rabbits were more than just animals to me; they were friends, they were my little family.

I enjoyed watching them multiply and helping them build their small nests. I would watch them play and jump, and feel happiness overwhelm me. They reminded me of my childhood and of days when life was much simpler.

But the war, that black stain that covers the sky of Gaza, destroyed everything. On a dark night, violent explosions shook my house, and I heard the soft cries of the rabbits piercing the silence of the night. When I went out of the house, I found my little farm turned into rubble, the cages scattered, and the rabbits either killed or fled.

I felt at that moment as if my heart had been torn from my chest. All that effort and care I had put in, and all the dreams I had seen evaporate in a single moment. It was a devastating loss, not only material but also emotional.

Today, there is no trace of my little kingdom. There is no rabbit playing in the empty cages. All that remains for me are the beautiful memories and the pain that still grips me.

The war did not only destroy my farm, but it destroyed my whole life. We have been living in constant fear of shelling, and we lack the most basic necessities of life. Therefore, I decided to launch this campaign to help me protect my family and move to a safe place in Egypt.

What will your donations achieve?

Providing a sufficient amount of money to immigrate to Egypt: This amount will help me secure visas, buy plane tickets, and rent temporary housing in Egypt.

Providing basic needs for my family: I will use part of the donations to provide food, drink, and clothing for my family members.

Starting a new life: This support will help me start over in Egypt, find a job, and find permanent housing.

Let us work together to help me protect my family and give them a safe and stable life.