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My name is Tawfiq Al-Tatri. I am 40 years old, a father of five, and a survivor—but survival here in Gaza is not truly living. My children and I have lost everything. Our home, our safety, our community—gone.

We now live in a refugee camp, crammed inside a fragile tent, shivering through the freezing nights, unsure where we will be tomorrow. We have been displaced over and over again, fleeing destruction, heartbreak, and loss. My home was bombed with my family inside. By some miracle, we survived—but so many of our neighbors and relatives did not.

As a father, my only mission now is to protect my children, to give them a future beyond war and suffering. I dream of getting them to safety, away from the fear that haunts their every step. But I cannot do it alone.

That is why I am reaching out, with hope in my heart, asking for your kindness. Your support can help us cover the costs of leaving Gaza for Egypt—giving my children a chance at life, at healing, at simply being children again.

Please, if you can, stand with us. Help me save my children from the trauma of war. Every donation, every share, every prayer brings us closer to safety

Thank you from the depths of my heart.

The bombing, death, hunger, and displacement do not stop for a single moment. What has actually stopped is the world's interest, questions, and follow-up. We do not know if they have grown tired of us and become accustomed to our tragedy, or if the media has deceived them and contributed to misleading them!

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The Israeli government's Coordinator of Government Activities in the Territories (COGAT) unit has closed the crossings into the Gaza Strip following Iranian missile attacks on Israel.

My mother is still in the ICU, and her condition is getting worse.

I am terrified that my next update won't be asking for help.

My mother is still waiting.

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