Help Marah And Her Family Achieve A Better Future

Help Marah and her family achieve a better future

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Help Marah and her family achieve a better future

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Donate to Please Save What's Left of My Family, organized by Marleen Tipu

Hello my dears, I hope you are well. Please help me. I, Mahmoud Baalou, have gon… Marleen Tipu needs your support for Please Save What's

Any donation or participation in the campaign makes a difference in our lives

we shouldn't have to feel grateful for so much of this, man. as valuable a virtue as gratitude is, i don't want the world we've made to be one in which my prayer of thanks for anesthesia at the dentist is anything more than a novel acknowledgement, rather than resultant of seeing so many people lack that "privilege." i'm a senior at a polytechnic rn; i don't want to be grateful for the continued existence of the school, the fact of its concrete walls still standing. i don't want to be aware of the fact that the toddlers in my family are in one piece; i don't want a contrary example of limbless infants to live in my mind. the softly-suffered deaths i've mourned have provided more than enough suffering on their own!

but such is the world we've built. while some well-fed mouths in the imperial core shut their eyes and cover their ears and make crude jokes and question whether such suffering really is realistic at all, the virtuous of us, those interested in good, refuse to look away until we've changed it. part of exercising that continued gaze is providence. if your life has ever been happier on account of a living sibling or a standing university or a cat sleeping on your stomach or a warm home, see whether you can't provide for miriam baalou, who, like me, has a tumblr account-- @freepaleatine95 -- and who, younger than i am, has had all of these things taken away as collateral for the continued comfort of the imperial core.

in this empire, whose current is an evil one, even to remain in one place requires discipline, labor, capital. to do good requires even more. but let us work heartily against the worst selfishnesses of our worst ancestors.

the baalous’ campaign has been vetted by 90-ghost, who's work in making palestinian campaigns more legible to outsiders i am grateful beyond words for.

we shouldn't have to feel grateful for so much of this, man. as valuable a virtue as gratitude is, i don't want the world we've made to be one in which my prayer of thanks for anesthesia at the dentist is anything more than a novel acknowledgement, rather than resultant of seeing so many people lack that "privilege." i'm a senior at a polytechnic rn; i don't want to be grateful for the continued existence of the school, the fact of its concrete walls still standing. i don't want to be aware of the fact that the toddlers in my family are in one piece; i don't want a contrary example of limbless infants to live in my mind. the softly-suffered deaths i've mourned have provided more than enough suffering on their own!

but such is the world we've built. while some well-fed mouths in the imperial core shut their eyes and cover their ears and make crude jokes and question whether such suffering really is realistic at all, the virtuous of us, those interested in good, refuse to look away until we've changed it. part of exercising that continued gaze is providence. if your life has ever been happier on account of a living sibling or a standing university or a cat sleeping on your stomach or a warm home, see whether you can't provide for miriam baalou, who, like me, has a tumblr account-- @freepaleatine95 -- and who, younger than i am, has had all of these things taken away as collateral for the continued comfort of the imperial core.

in this empire, whose current is an evil one, even to remain in one place requires discipline, labor, capital. to do good requires even more. but let us work heartily against the worst selfishnesses of our worst ancestors.

the baalous’ campaign has been vetted by 90-ghost, who's work in making palestinian campaigns more legible to outsiders i am grateful beyond words for.

I've been asked by Marah (@freepaleatine95) to share her family's gfm campaign.

Marah was a uni student studying computer engineering but her university has now been bombed. Her brother and her father's businesses were also destroyed, and they are now left without an income. Their home has also been destroyed and they have lost their beloved pet kittens.

This is not the first time their lives have been upended by the occupation army. They have lost their brother in 2006 after he was shot in the chest. And now at the hands of Israel, they are facing homelessness, a scarcity of basic necessities, in addition to frequent bombings! They have had bombs dropped 3 meters away from where they were sleeping before, and have watched the remains of their neighbours dug out from under the rubble.

They are now living in a flimsy tent. With the coming winter and the pouring rain these few days, rain has leaked into their tent. Their belongings have been flooded and their meager flour provisions have been destroyed. Marah's elderly parents are sick and suffer from chronic diseases such as diabetes and high blood pressure. With the cold and the rain and their flooded tent, they do not know how they are going to survive the coming winter... Please donate to help them buy a new insulated tent as well as supplies like coats and blankets! A new tent can shelter them from the cold and the rain, as well as any overflowing sewage, which is vital to protecting them from diseases and keeping them safe!

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Donate to restore the lives of the Baalousha family

Hello my dears, I hope you are well. Please help me

I, Mahmoud Baalousha, have lived through five wars in my life, and in the 2006 war, the biggest shock in my life was the loss of my older brother, Muhammad...

I will tell you a little about my life

I had ambition and a bright future. I loved life and living in stability and security, and I loved working hard in my future...

I had a few days to go and I was about to start a new life and look for a suitable woman to marry.

I had achieved some things that I had dreamed of since October 7, which was buying a house, but the war destroyed my dreams and ambitions.

I had a nice exhibition related to children's and women's shoe sales

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The exhibition was destroyed by incendiary shells fired by the occupation

I had accumulated debts and obligations to the merchants, and the fair was full of goods ..

And my father also had this happen to him in his exhibition

This destruction has caused us to lose our sources of livelihood and the livelihood of the workers who work in both exhibitions ..

* The war took everything from me

I lost my pets in our house

All I hope for now is to reunite my family in Egypt and save them from the disastrous situation in which they are living ..

Directed by my father, mother, and sister, who is studying engineering at Al-Azhar University ...

Knowing that the cost per person now is $5,000 per adult. Price may fluctuate. I ask you to help us by donating even the simplest things or by participating in our campaign. We will be grateful to you

Your donation may give us hope to achieve what we aspired to, and restore a little of the loss and devastation that befell us. ..

Thank you for listening to my humble message