My family is still there. And every day, I am still waiting, hoping, and praying that I will hear their voices again. 🫂🤍
Please, don't look away. Don't become numb to the suffering. I am doing everything I can to support my family and help them survive through these impossible conditions. Any support or even sharing their story can make a real difference.
MY FAMILY RECEIVED ONLY $21 IN 10 DAYS. HUNGER DOESN’T WAIT FOR D*NATIONS—AND NEITHER DO MY SISTER’S NEEDS.
No One Should Starve for Being Born Here
My name is Eslam Mohammad, I’m 24 years old, and I’m from Gaza. Over the past year, I’ve lived through unimaginable horror. I lost my home, my work as a photographer and artist, my friends, and the ...
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While children continue to die and families continue to lose the people they love, those of us with family in G*za are forced to watch from far away, completely helpless, waiting for a message or a phone call that tells us they survived another day.
I am tired of writing these updates. I am tired of asking people not to forget. But I cannot stop, because my family cannot simply escape what is happening around them.
While children continue to die and families continue to lose the people they love, those of us with family in G*za are forced to watch from far away, completely helpless, waiting for a message or a phone call that tells us they survived another day.
And Eslam did not disappear when bluesky mods closed her account(s). She wants nothing more than to reunite with her family, but until then, she’s still struggling to help keep them alive. Please donate if you’re able and share.
No One Should Starve for Being Born Here
My name is Eslam Mohammad, I’m 24 years old, and I’m from Gaza. Over the past year, I’ve lived through unimaginable horror. I lost my home, my work as a photographer and artist, my friends, and the ...
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Destruction does not disappear because the cameras move on. Hunger does not disappear because people stop sharing G*za on their timelines. Fear does not disappear simply because the world becomes tired of hearing about it. For my family, survival is still something we have to think about every day.
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No One Should Starve for Being Born Here
My name is Eslam Mohammad, I’m 24 years old, and I’m from Gaza. Over the past year, I’ve lived through unimaginable horror. I lost my home, my work as a photographer and artist, my friends, and the ...
chuffed.org
*$55: Enough to keep my family going for two more days. Will you take this challenge with me?*
Just moments ago, there were more attacks and bombardments. And still, children are being killed. Children are still being pulled from the destruction with devastating injuries, while others do not survive.
*$55: Enough to keep my family going for two more days. Will you take this challenge with me?*
*THEY SAY THE WAR HAS STOPPED. SO WHY HAS MY FAMILY GONE 7 DAYS WITHOUT HELP?* THEY SAY THE WAR HAS STOPPED. BUT HAS THE SUFFERING STOPPED FOR MY FAMILY?
They may say the war has stopped. But until my family can live without hunger, fear, and uncertainty, their struggle has not stopped. Please don't forget them now.
MY FAMILY RECEIVED ONLY $21 IN 10 DAYS. HUNGER DOESN’T WAIT FOR D*NATIONS—AND NEITHER DO MY SISTER’S NEEDS.
They see a headline saying things have changed, and they move on. But families like mine are still living inside the consequences. I don't want my family's suffering to become invisible simply because the world's attention has moved somewhere else.
And for me, being away from them makes everything even harder. I wake up and check my phone. I wait for messages. I worry about whether they have eaten, whether they are safe, and whether there will be another terrible thing I cannot protect them from. This is the part people don't always see.
Destruction does not disappear because the cameras move on. Hunger does not disappear because people stop sharing G*za on their timelines. Fear does not disappear simply because the world becomes tired of hearing about it. For my family, survival is still something we have to think about every day.
My younger sisters cannot sleep safely because someone somewhere has decided that the suffering should no longer be called a war.
My family is still in G*za. And when people tell me that the war has stopped, I look at my family and wonder what exactly they mean. Because my family cannot eat the words “the war is over.”
People keep saying that the war has stopped, as if those words alone are supposed to bring peace back to G*za. But I need to ask something: Has anything actually stopped for the families who are still there?
So today, I want to ask for something small. It has been 7 days since my family received a single contribution. Can we change that today? Can we raise just $100 for them?
Eslam is still my ride or die sister, and we sorely need to keep eyes on her and everyone like her. Please keep Eslam in your thoughts, and spare support if you can. Or at least spread the word. #GazaAid🍉 chuffed.org/project/1282...
No One Should Starve for Being Born Here
My name is Eslam Mohammad, I’m 24 years old, and I’m from Gaza. Over the past year, I’ve lived through unimaginable horror. I lost my home, my work as a photographer and artist, my friends, and the ...
chuffed.org
We have been separated from Palestinians by so much, think how that must make them feel for a brief moment and help. tiny.cc/esart
bit.ly/artist-eslam Boosting for Eslam and asking people to read her updates Surely someone could crosspost for her here?
No One Should Starve for Being Born Here
My name is Eslam Mohammad, I’m 24 years old, and I’m from Gaza. Over the past year, I’ve lived through unimaginable horror. I lost my home, my work as a photographer and artist, my friends, and the ...
bit.ly
THEY SAY THE WAR HAS STOPPED, BUT WHEN I SEE THIS WOMAN’S SHATTERED HAND, I CAN’T STOP THINKING: COULD MY FAMILY BE NEXT? THEY SAY THE WAR HAS STOPPED. THEN WHY IS G*ZA STILL BLEEDING?
HOW MANY OF YOU SAW THIS WOMAN—AND STILL KEPT SCROLLING? 🧵 Have you seen this woman? (Linked - warning for blood) chuffed.org/project/1282...
My family is still in G*za. My younger sisters are still there. Every time I see another injured woman or child, I wonder if the next image I see will be someone I love. How many more lives have to be destroyed before the world decides that enough is enough?
Please don’t look away. Remember her face. Remember the children. Remember that these are human beings, not numbers.
There is nothing normal about watching women and children suffer like this. There is nothing just about their deaths. And there is nothing humane about becoming so accustomed to it that we stop looking.
How many more women? How many more children? How many more families have to be shattered before people stop calling this “just another headline”?
Where are this woman’s rights? Is this what justice looks like? Is it normal for a woman of her age to lose the use of her hand, to have her body torn apart, while the world watches through a screen and then scrolls past?