MereMere21

Vetted by gaza-vetters number in the list ✅365✅

Hello, my name sooad Muhammad, I am a 61-year-old mother and former school teacher from Gaza💔

After the army entered the city, we went out to Rafah under the attack of planes and missiles.And the bullets that spare no one, we lived in torn tents that did not protect from the heat, the cold, or the rain. All the words in the world cannot describe what we have lived through. All I want is for you to look at me and my family with a merciful heart and help me.

Before October 7th, I lived a humble life, dedicated to teaching and raising my children. But everything changed. Since that day, my family and I have been living in unimaginable conditions—without electricity, without clean water, without safety.

Our home was destroyed, and we now sleep in a torn tent, exposed to the freezing cold. My children cry from hunger and fear. The markets are empty or unaffordable. Bread is now a luxury—I knead pasta just to make something to fill their stomachs

Please open your heart and stand with us in this time of despair.

We are not asking for much—just a chance to survive. A blanket for the cold. A piece of bread. A roof that does not leak. A moment of peace for my children

I am humbly asking for your help. Your donation, no matter how small, can give us warmth, food, and hope. It can help us survive these dark days and rebuild a life with dignity.

Your support means the world to me and my family.

Please donate 🙏

All the destruction that you see, we live every day a hundred times, and we live hunger, death, and a life that has no taste of life

We had a monthly income that was sufficient to meet our needs and fulfill our requests. When the war on Gaza began on 10/7/2023, we lived as homeless people after our entire house was bombed at the beginning of the war. We were displaced to countless areas since the first day of the war. After more than 200 days of the war, one of my sons was martyred and two others were injured while trying to find us food to satisfy our hunger. I became fully responsible for him after my eldest son was martyred and the other two were seriously injured. My children,

To those with compassionate hearts... To those in whose hearts mercy has never died...

I am a married woman, the mother of my little girl, Aysal 👶💞, and I am in the final months of my pregnancy 🤰

But instead of rejoicing at the arrival of my new baby... I am drowning in fear and 💔

🔹 We don't have food to satisfy our hunger...

🔹 We don't have diapers or milk for Aysal...

🔹 We can't afford the treatment and care my baby and I need...

🔹 My husband is unable to work because of the war, and all doors are closed in our faces...

My daughter, my husband, and I live below the lifeline... We suffer in silence...

We have no one but God, and after Him, you 🙏

🌟 Any donation - no matter how small - will make a difference!

Your donation could save a life, bring peace to a scared mother's heart, and put a smile on the face of Aysel, who understands nothing of life except her mother's embrace and a drop of milk. 🍼💔

That's why I launched this campaign. 💔

And I appeal to you with tears in a mother's eye, help us with anything...

A simple donation from you could save our lives. 🙏

💌 Please, don't ignore my plea...

Share with us, help us, and make our voices heard everywhere. 🕊️

Perhaps it will reach a living heart and be the reason for our survival...

#SaveAysel #MotherAndHerFetusCampaign #DonationIsMercy

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

My name is Abdullah Al-Qassab, I’m 27 years old, and I am writing this message with trembling hands and an empty stomach — from Gaza.

Before the war, I had a small travel agency something I built with love, effort, and hope.I dreamed of a simple life… a dignified life.

But the war didn’t just destroy my home and business —it shattered my ability to dream.

Today, I’m not asking for dreams.I’m asking for bread. For water. For life I now live with my family in the open — no walls, no roof, just the cold ground beneath us.

We are in a catastrophic famine.

We go days without food.

We faint in the street from hunger.

Our bodies are giving up.

And still… the world remains silent.

My mother has a heart condition — she needs medicine and special food.

Now she lies in pain, her chest aching, and I have nothing to give her. My grandmother has high blood pressure — worsened by hunger and cold nights.

Her body is shrinking before my eyes.

And me😞?

I’ve collapsed more than once from weakness. From not eating.But I stand up again… because they need me.

What do you call this life?

Sleeping on the dirt… watching your family starve… praying your heart doesn’t stop before help arrives? This is not a life. This is a slow death. To anyone reading this Please… don’t turn away from me.

Help me buy food before we collapse again. Help me get medicine before my mother’s heart gives out.

Help me bring even one moment of comfort to my grandmother before it’s too late.

I’m not asking for luxury.

I’m not asking for comfort.

> I’m begging for survival.

Even the smallest act of kindness could mean the world to us. Please… save us from this hunger.

— Abdullah Al-Qassab

Gaza, Palestine

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📩 Or DM me if you prefer to help directly.. 🙏🏻

Every dollar helps. Every reblog helps. Every bit of empathy matters... 🥹💔

god damn yellow river go home you are drunk

*researches*

Okay okay, so this is actually something I was *semi* aware of, essentially to slow the Japanese invasion the the National Revolutionary Army (NRA), the armed forces of the KMT government, blew up dykes and levees on the Yellow River. This lead to around « 200,000 to 900,000 » civilian deaths, but did prevent Japanese occupation of important cities and Provinces to some extent, thus being a pyrrhic success. However, I imagine that is up to much debate. This also was done in other places in the country during the war by both sides.

This infact has a long history in China of deliberately doing this to slow invaders, which is unsurprising as this has been done throughout history. The levees and dykes were repaired in 1947, this explaining the rapid and dramatic shift in the flow of the Yellow River for only ~ 8 years.

Okay, I’m overheating and don’t have time to research more, I’m sure someone out there has better sources and info than me on this

Source: https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/1938_Yellow_River_flood

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your pharmacist won't ask what the qualifying health condition is (i don't think they're even allowed to), just make you check a box on the paperwork that you have one. your insurance may not pay for/reimburse you for the vaccine, but that won't keep you from getting it (as long as you can afford it - obviously big separate problem there.)

anecdotally: i have done this for years and no one cares. i've gotten a covid booster every 6 months for the past four years by checking the high risk box and absolutely no one has batted an eye, including my insurance, who theoretically probably know i don't have a qualifying condition.

Not being vaccinated is ITSELF a risk factor for severe COVID outcomes, so CONGRATS EVERYONE, you don’t even have to lie.

Re: blorbo from my research, here is my favorite ever case study. I'm obsessed with it.

Summary:

- Guy presents to neurology with muscle issues, very clearly has something going on but diagnostic tests are inconclusive

- History is mostly unremarkable. Key word, mostly. He drinks four liters of plain Earl Grey tea per day. For context this is nearly twice the recommended daily fluid intake. All fluids, to be clear, not just tea. He only drinks tea tho

- Bergamot is known to be phototoxic in high doses (reacts badly on your skin with sunlight)

- APPARENTLY nobody previously has consumed enough of it for it to be widely known that it is also, apparently, mildly toxic to ingest in high doses