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This blog has been started to document and share fundraisers vetted by @nabulsi, @el-shab-hussein, and Moh'd Ayesh. We felt it would help to create a space dedicated to this documentation process.

The fundraisers we are vetting will be added to this page as well as included in our google sheet.

We will continue to reblog and share on our personal blogs, and that will not change, but this blog will help better organize these fundraisers.

Please spread this as we'd like to start using this primarily to share newly vetted fundraisers.

Then, if you can join me for Phase 2. March 7 2025 thtough March 14 2025? No Amazon. None. 1 week. No orders. Not a single item. Not one ebook. Nothing. 1 week. Just 1.

If you live outside the USA boycott US products on February 28 2025 and stand in solidarity with us and also join us for the week of no Amazon.

Are you with me?

Fahed Shehab has contacted me to post his fundraiser. I have verified this is a completely legit fundraiser.

over on bluesky, hanin reached out to me and I have offered to make a post detailing her campaign over here.

edit: hanin has a tumblr @hanin24albrqouni!

hanin and her husband, bassam, have been living in northern gaza and have faced starvation, bombardment, and displacement, and are currently struggling to meet their basic needs. prior to the war, they were also seeking ivf treatment, and wish to pursue ivf treatment again once they have evacuated.

their campaign has been verified here on line #1092 by the butterflyeffect project

please help hanin and bassam reach their goals - they need ₤10,000 towards travel and border crossing fees; ₤5,000 to rent an apartment for six months, ₤5,000 towards hanin's embryo implantation and medical fees, and ₤10,000 towards necessities such as clothing, utilities, and the fundraiser fees. this information has been taken from the gofundme description, so for more detail I recommend reading that. in total their goal is ₤30,000.

currently, as of writing this post, the fundraiser sits at ₤3,820 of that ₤30,000. please help hanin and bassam out by donating and sharing their campaign!

My name is Ashraf Alanqar, and I am 30 years old. My wife, Widad Issa, and I have a one-and-a-half-year-old son named Bakr. We used to live peacefully in the Al-Shuja’iya neighborhood, in a house we built just a week before the war began. I worked as a farmer and owned a large chicken farm that provided for my family.

Beloved of my heart (Bakr)

Then the war came and destroyed everything. Our home was reduced to ashes, and our chicken farm was obliterated. We lost our home, our livelihood, and even our basic rights. We've been forced to move from place to place in northern Gaza, simply trying to survive.

My House before...

Me.. while trying to recognize what has happened..

The terror we feel as we flee from heavy bombardment is unbearable. The sound of explosions around us, the constant fear as we navigate through the rubble of destroyed homes searching for safety and food, haunts us every day. My son Bakr is constantly scared and suffers from severe malnutrition and skin diseases due to the lack of food, water, and sanitation.

Our beautiful memories.. :(

We urgently need your help. I am asking for your support to fund this campaign to move my family to a safe place, provide us with a proper home, and ensure we have enough food, water, and medical care.

Baker used to play with his dog.

Your donation, no matter how small, can make a significant difference in our lives. We desperately need your support and solidarity during this difficult time. Together, we can restore hope and safety to Ashraf and his family.

Thank you from the bottom of my heart for considering my plea. Your support means more than words can express. Together, we can turn a story of loss into a journey of hope and resilience.

With deepest gratitude,

Help my family in Gaza

Winter came and the suffering increased A piece of cloth that does not protect us from the rain.

We woke up from sleep in the terrifying winter, and our clothes, our bedding, and the tent in which we sheltered were drowned, and the flour that we obtained through great suffering was drowned, so we ask for support, assistance, and dissemination.

thank you for your kindness and generosity in our time of need .♥️🇵🇸

The campaign was documented by @90-ghost.

Yesterday marked the first anniversary of October 7th, and every day since that date, violence, massacres, and heavy bombing have continued in Gaza and Lebanon. For an entire year, my family, like many others, has lived under relentless shelling, struggling to survive the devastation and death. We have been displaced from one place to another, with each escape from our home being another step in a bitter journey of continuous displacement.

Life in Gaza has become unbearable; the living conditions worsen by the day, and with each bombing, we lose a part of our lives and our hope. We are calling on the world to hear our voice, as we are now in desperate need to leave this hell and build a better life away from war and destruction.

Why am I asking for your help?

My family and I live in constant fear, surrounded by the sounds of explosions and the uncertainty of tomorrow. We do not have the resources to leave this devastated region and start a new life in safety. We are asking for your financial support to help us escape Gaza and secure a better future for ourselves and our children, far from the violence.

How can you help?

Any amount can make a difference. Your donations will help cover travel expenses, shelter, and ensure a dignified life in a safe place. You are the hope that gives us the strength to continue in these difficult circumstances, and your support is the chance that could save our lives.

If you can donate or even share this appeal with others, every small step brings us closer to achieving our goal of leaving Gaza.

Thank you from the bottom of our hearts for your humanitarian support. You are the hope we need today.

Please share and support

On the shores of Gaza, where the horizon stretched endlessly, Khalil lived a life that seemed stable and secure. From his house overlooking the sea, he could hear the sound of crashing waves harmonizing with the sounds of the life he built through hard work and years of effort. 🏠💔 His studies in university as a sound engineer were a gateway to a promising future; his work in renting out large sound equipment used for parties and major events was his source of income, and the residential building he inherited from his father housed many families, ensuring a decent life for his own. 🎶🎤

But, in a single moment, everything changed. 🌪️

  Complete Destruction 🏚️💥

The war came like a storm, leaving nothing but ruin in its wake. The home that was considered a refuge for the family turned into rubble. The sound equipment that once spread joy throughout the city was silenced forever under the debris. The residential building, which was a continuous source of income, collapsed as if it had never existed.

Today, Khalil, along with his wife Omnia and their children Nasser, Adam, and Bara’a, live in a small tent in the southern sector, where there is no safety or stability. ⛺🔥 The tent offers no protection from the scorching heat of the day or the biting cold of the night. Hunger and thirst have become constant guests at their empty table, and the children’s eyes search their father’s face for answers: “When will we go back home?” 🥺🍽️ But the home is no longer there.

  Growing Despair 😔💔

Each passing day becomes harder than the last. Khalil feels the weight of responsibility crushing him, yet he has nothing to offer his family. Hunger gnaws at their health, and fear eats away at their souls. How can he tell his children that the life they knew is gone forever? How can he face their looks when they ask him about food, and he has little to give?

Omnia, his wife, stands beside him in this bitter struggle, but she, too, suffers in silence. She tries her best to soothe the children and reassure them, but deep down, she knows the future is uncertain and frightening. 👩‍👧‍👦🕊️

  A Faint Hope  ✨🌱

Yet Khalil does not give up. He refuses to succumb to pain, searching for a glimmer of hope in this darkness. He knows that there are those who may extend a helping hand and that despite all the hardships, there are still people who believe in humanity. But time is running out, and the tent cannot be home forever. ⏳💡

  A Call for Help 🙏💖

If you are able to help, please consider donating to support Khalil and his family during this difficult time. Every contribution, no matter how small, can make a real difference in their lives. Share this story with your friends and family, as it may reach someone who can help. Together, we can make a difference and restore hope to those who desperately need it. 🌍❤️

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My camping vetted by @gazavetters 🌷

Link vetted number #19 on list

🚨Urgent Appeal🙏

I am a Palestinian woman from Khan Younis. I lost my home during the war, and today I am living in a simple tent with my three children. Life here is extremely difficult; we are suffering from a severe lack of safe shelter, food, and medical care.

My young children are experiencing health issues, particularly skin problems, due to the heat and harsh living conditions. My heart breaks when I see them suffering, and I cannot provide the necessary care for them.

My husband is away, trying to secure a livelihood for us, but he is facing significant challenges in life and maintaining our family despite the distance. We are striving to reunite our family, but the costs are high, and we do not have enough to meet our daily needs.

I appeal to your kind hearts and ask for your help in alleviating our suffering. Any contribution, no matter how small, will have a significant impact on our lives. I also kindly request that you share our story to protect my children and enable us to reunite with my husband once more.

Please, do not hesitate to lend a helping hand.

My name is Salman Helles from the afflicted and massively destroyed Gaza Strip..

My family consists of many children, women and elderly people and we are suffering from horrific tragic conditions .. Our house was bombed in the northern Gaza Strip and we were displaced to the southern Gaza Strip to Deir al-Balah and the family was scattered in tents and shelters in Deir al-Balah .. The conditions are extremely tragic where children suffer from the spread of diseases among them and the elderly and women in my family suffer from miserable conditions ..

There is no water, food or electricity in the Gaza Strip and the treatment is getting worse day after day ..

For more than 330 days we have been oppressed and wronged in the Gaza Strip and we are exposed to violent barbaric bombing ..

We would never ask for help and donations but the miserable conditions in the Gaza Strip forced us to do so ..

I appeal to the owners of human consciences and free people in this world to provide us with help ..

Your help, no matter how small, means a lot to us because it contributes to saving us and alleviating our suffering ..

Please donate to us or share my campaign On your blog and for your friends

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