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A message from my friend:

My name is Najlaa, and I am a mother of four children 👩‍👧‍👦

Before the war, my children lived a normal childhood. They went to school and kindergarten, learned new things, played with friends, and dreamed of a bright future just like other children 🤍

But the war changed our lives completely and deprived my children of many basic rights, including stability, education, and a sense of security 💔

Today, I am doing everything I can to help them continue their education and return to an environment where they can learn, grow, and regain a small part of the childhood that war has taken from them.

My children need support to cover their school and kindergarten fees, as well as essential educational supplies that will allow them to continue their studies and keep up with their peers 📚✏️🎒

Every contribution, no matter how small, brings them one step closer to staying in school and building a better future.

Your support is not just a financial contribution، it is an investment in the future of four children who deserve education, hope, and a life of dignity 🤲

Through your kindness and generosity, you can help ensure that they continue learning and provide them with a sense of stability during these difficult times.

My four children are waiting for a new opportunity to learn, dream, and move forward. Every act of support makes a real difference in their lives 🌷

Thank you from the bottom of my heart for your compassion, support, and prayers.

My children stand among the rubble, their innocent eyes pleading for help and support.

Mother Umm Adam sits among the ruins of her destroyed home 🏚️, trying to hide her tears 😢 amid breaths cut short by cold and fear .

A small voice fills the room, her six-year-old son asking in a trembling voice:

> 👦 "Mom... can we go back to life? I want to feel safe 🕊️... I don’t want to hear the sound of bombing, planes, and missiles again 💥 Please, Mom, we want to live in a safe place 🏠."

Words freeze in her chest, and before she can answer, her younger brother Omar, four years old, whispers:

> 👶 "I love you, Mom ❤️ We want to live a decent life like the children we see on your phone 📱."

She cannot hold back ، embracing them with all the strength left in her 🤱, crying silently so their fear won’t grow 💔.

Then she tells them with a promise-like tenderness :

> "We will find help, my loves 🤍. There are kind people in this world 🌍, their hearts are compassionate ❤️. They won’t leave innocent children in the cold under the rubble 🏚️."

She looks around 👀, at walls riddled with missile holes 💣, a roof open to the sky 🌧️, and her two-month-old baby 👶🍼 trembling among old blankets.

Inside, a mother’s cry:

> "Where do I start? How can I keep them warm 🔥? How can I protect them from rain and sickness 🤒?"

But she does not give up 💪.

She says to herself with determination 🌿:

> "I will start here, right now ⏳.

With the help of compassionate hearts 🤲 we will rebuild what has been destroyed 🧱.

We will buy plastic sheeting, tarps, and wood 🪵 to cover the holes, set up shelter, and protect our children 👩‍👧‍👦.

We will rise from the rubble 🌅."

She is not just a mother; she is the heart of a homeland that does not die 🇵🇸.

She lives on hope 💫, believing that goodness never ends, and that humanity is stronger than destruction 🕊️.

💔 Help Umm Adam

Umm Adam and her four children 👩‍👦‍👦👶 urgently need support:

🏠 Provide a simple shelter to protect them from cold and rain

🤍 Be the hope that brings a smile back to this mother’s face.

🔥 Provide warmth for the newborn baby

🧱 Repair what can be fixed in their damaged home

🥖 Provide food and medicine for the children

Every contribution, no matter how small 💌, can restore their life and safety 💞.

Mother Umm Adam sits among the ruins of her destroyed home 🏚️, trying to hide her tears 😢 amid breaths cut short by cold and fear .

A small voice fills the room, her six-year-old son asking in a trembling voice:

> 👦 "Mom... can we go back to life? I want to feel safe 🕊️... I don’t want to hear the sound of bombing, planes, and missiles again 💥 Please, Mom, we want to live in a safe place 🏠."

Words freeze in her chest, and before she can answer, her younger brother Omar, four years old, whispers:

> 👶 "I love you, Mom ❤️ We want to live a decent life like the children we see on your phone 📱."

She cannot hold back ، embracing them with all the strength left in her 🤱, crying silently so their fear won’t grow 💔.

Then she tells them with a promise-like tenderness :

> "We will find help, my loves 🤍. There are kind people in this world 🌍, their hearts are compassionate ❤️. They won’t leave innocent children in the cold under the rubble 🏚️."

She looks around 👀, at walls riddled with missile holes 💣, a roof open to the sky 🌧️, and her two-month-old baby 👶🍼 trembling among old blankets.

Inside, a mother’s cry:

> "Where do I start? How can I keep them warm 🔥? How can I protect them from rain and sickness 🤒?"

But she does not give up 💪.

She says to herself with determination 🌿:

> "I will start here, right now ⏳.

With the help of compassionate hearts 🤲 we will rebuild what has been destroyed 🧱.

We will buy plastic sheeting, tarps, and wood 🪵 to cover the holes, set up shelter, and protect our children 👩‍👧‍👦.

We will rise from the rubble 🌅."

She is not just a mother; she is the heart of a homeland that does not die 🇵🇸.

She lives on hope 💫, believing that goodness never ends, and that humanity is stronger than destruction 🕊️.

💔 Help Umm Adam

Umm Adam and her four children 👩‍👦‍👦👶 urgently need support:

🏠 Provide a simple shelter to protect them from cold and rain

🤍 Be the hope that brings a smile back to this mother’s face.

🔥 Provide warmth for the newborn baby

🧱 Repair what can be fixed in their damaged home

🥖 Provide food and medicine for the children

Every contribution, no matter how small 💌, can restore their life and safety 💞.

My children stand among the rubble, their innocent eyes pleading for help and support.