Help Muhammad and his family evacuate to safety

Hello my name is Dahlia and I am currently the one holding this campaign for my dear friend Mohammed. Beneath you will read the story of him and his family regarding the last 8 months.

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I am Mohammed Wajih Ismail. I am 37 years old. I am married and have three children:

Wajih, who is 7 years old,

Sham, who is 5 years old

Maria, who is 6 months old.

My wife is Khawla Muhammad Ismail, who is 33 years old.

Our dream was to establish a safe life and a beautiful future for us and our children in Gaza. Just as the journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step, we began by establishing a warm home in which we collected all the memories of our childhoods and the childhood of our children... and in every corner we shared a beautiful memory or occasion... but unfortunately this happiness did not last long, as war came.

The house my family shared in Burejj before the war was bombed and destroyed. We thank God that it was empty at the time. It did not occur to us that we might leave the house and never return to it. We were displaced while our hearts were filled with pain. We left my son Wajih’s bag and his school books there, and Sham’s kindergarten bag we left there.. because we did not know that it was an exit without return.. The photo album.. my children’s clothes.. everything related to the past.. had become a memory due to the bombs that were dropped on the house. As a result of these bombs, I also lost my only sister and her children, as well as my brother. They were killed in their houses respectively on the 2 of november and on the fourth of the same month. I was also injured during the raids.

As the war went on, we moved to live with relatives in other houses in Al-Maghazi camp and Nuseirat after this, but as each one has been destroyed, we have continued to be displaced again and again. We are living now with still more relatives, and I hope that the war will end while we are alive.

There is no hope that everything will return to the way it was, so I decided that, while my heart was filled with pain, Palestine is no longer the country that I can live in. And I need my children and my family to live in safety and security. We hope to evacuate from this genocide and start over. My brother is in Egypt now, and once we raise the funds, he will register us with the Hala agency so that if the Rafah crossing reopens, my family can cross to safety.