Save my family Dina and Jalal😓🍉

. After two years of a wonderful life with my wife and my child 🧑‍🍼 Muhammad, I received good news about the arrival of a new baby. He was happy and joyful with my new baby and we prepared clothes and toys for him to welcome our new baby. Until this greedy, deadly war came on October 7 and destroyed our house 🏡 that I suffered to build and we were displaced several times from one place to another until we were forced to move to the southern Gaza Strip. From here, a new story began in the tents and streets where we slept and which were filled with rats. A month and a half after the war, on 11/23/2023, my wife went to Al-Awda Hospital in the midst of the heavy shelling to give birth to our new baby.

In the hospital, my wife left an hour after giving birth due to the intense pressure in the hospital. It was midnight when I left in extreme fear and terror. I was likely not to see my newborn and my wife due to the heavy bombing that night. Thank God, my wife came with my little boy who did not know that he was going to a canvas tent ⛺ on the street instead of the warm, refreshing house where his brother Mohammed lived before him. The weather was very cold ☔ for my newborn whose body could not bear the hardships of this life.

There were no clothes for my newborn until charitable people donated clothes for him to wear and bought used clothes because new clothes are expensive to protect him from the extreme cold. After 5 months, the summer month came, which began a new story with my child, as my newborn was suffering from convulsions due to the extreme high temperature in the tents. Please help me get out of this bombing and destruction, so I hope to help rebuild what was destroyed to protect my family and children from this war. Please help us. I trust you, our people, that you will not return me broken-hearted. Thank you.

Help me and my family so that I can provide food supplies, diapers and milk for my baby Nafiz 😓💔

My child Mohammed while helping his father in building the tent. This is how our children's lives have become. They are supposed to be playing with toys and going to school, but the war has deprived them of everything.

My child Hamoud, before the war, enjoyed a decent life and new clothes. Now, in the war, we cannot provide for him and his brother what we were able to provide before the war, such as clothes, milk, and diapers. Help us provide for my children’s needs