Help Ismail and his family to save them from the G@ za crisi

Hello world, I'm Ismail. I've been living in difficult humanitarian conditions since the outbreak of the recent aggression. Our lives have never been the same. Our homes have been reduced to rubble, our streets to piles of stones and dirt, and our children's dreams to a constant fear of death. We don't just live under bombardment, but also under the weight of hunger, thirst, cold, and deprivation of the most basic necessities of life.

At the beginning of the war, we lived in a modest house in a small neighborhood, sharing a decent living despite the difficult circumstances. But one night, a missile fell on a nearby house, severely damaging our home. We had no choice but to flee to save our lives. We took refuge in a school housing displaced persons, where we found ourselves with hundreds of other families in one room. There was no privacy, no clean water, no electricity, and not enough food.

Hunger began to eat away at our bodies.

The cold at night was unbearable, and the makeshift shelter offered no protection from the rain. We tried to keep our children warm with pieces of cardboard or torn blankets. We cooked over wood fires and sometimes drank unclean water. I never imagined living this life, in my homeland, under the sky of my city.

Today, we don't ask for much. We just want a decent life, shelter, food, and medicine. We want to live in peace.