<div>Hi, my name is Abdalrahim. I'm fundraising on behalf of my sister in law Fatima, in order to help my brother (her husband) who's stuck in Gaza during this savage war, as I'm their last hope.
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<div>My name is Fatima and I am Syrian. I met my husband Mohammed from Gaza 16 years ago online. We started our relationship as two friends sharing their concerns together, and day by day, life became impossible without talking to each other. Then, we both confessed our love to the other, and we lived a great love story for 4 years when miracles happened and we could meet and get married. I came with my beloved husband to Gaza in 2013, and we gave birth to the most wonderful two children in the world: Noor al-Din, an 8-year old boy whose ambitions have no limits, dreaming of becoming a great inventor, an astronomer, a police officer, and recently, an Architect as well (like his mommy). And Maryam, the little sunshine of three years old who loves running and jumping into her father's arms, who never got tired of holding her and playing with her (weightlifting game).
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<div>We were the ideal family, and 9 months ago, we bought our new house near the sea. However, we couldn't make many memories there, as we only lived there for 3 months before the outbreak of the disastrous war in Gaza. We left our house from the first day of the war and kept moving from one house to another until we ended up in Rafah city. However, Mohammed did not leave with us to Rafah and decided to stay in our house to guard it, along with his parents' house and his brother's house, from any potential thieves who might take advantage of people's absence during the war. That was the last day I saw him, October 15, 2023. We left to Rafah thinking that we'll be back within a week tops, no one expected what was going to happen. Each of us lived a separate hell from the other, far apart, each of us struggling with life in our own way, hoping to meet again.
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<div>After we survived death for the first time
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<div>I lived with my children days and nights of crying, longing, fearing, and panicking, and we survived death twice when a house in our neighbourhood was boombed and windows with glass fell upon us. Being a Syrian citizan, I managed to leave Gaza and come to Egypt with my kids, leaving behind a piece of my soul and the backbone that supports my entire life. Now, it's been 3 months since we've been here, and Mohammed communicates with us every twenty days or so, depending on the availability of phone battery charge. He told me that our house had burned down completely with all its furniture, that beautiful house where we only lived for three months. But none of that mattered to me. What matters to me is that my husband is alive, and able to come to us so we can start a new life. Cairo was the first place we met and got married, and I pray God I will meet him again here.
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<div>Moha doesn't have internet connection, or an electricity to recharge his battery, and he keeps moving from one place to the other, living in schools, hospitals, and refugee camps, looking for a safe place. He lost almost 20kg of his weight, and had to shave his head because he can't find water to bath in north Gaza.
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<div>Last time we saw him before leaving to Rafah
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<div>I can use your generous donations so that he can come to us in Egypt according to these details:
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<div>5000$ in order to cross Rafah's crossing.
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<div>7000$ for renting a furnished house for us for 2 months
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<div>2000$ for registering our kids in schools (due to their Palestinian nationality, we cannot register them in goverment schools, and it must be a private school).
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<div>1000$ for life expenses (food and medical health).
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<div>I look forward to your kind assistance so that we can try to rise up again, search for job opportunities, and settle down, to provide a decent life for Noor al-Din and Maryam so that they can live a normal life they deserve and have a great future.
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<div>Thank you all...
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Sebastien Flowerdew

Help Fatima's Husband Stuck in the North of Gaza

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