Hello everyone,

My name is Nomaan, a British-Muslim from the United Kingdom.

I met Muhannad Yousef through WhatsApp, where I have been helping him share his story on TikTok. Over time, our communication grew, and we became close friends, speaking and messaging each other daily.

It deeply breaks my heart to see the suffering of Muhannad’s children and the devastating conditions they are living under in Gaza. Despite everything, there is still hope. I am truly grateful that I am able to help, even in a small way, which is why I decided to start this fundraising campaign to support Muhannad and his family.

All donations will be transferred directly from my personal bank account to Muhannad in Gaza.

Every contribution, no matter how small, makes a real difference. If possible, even a small monthly donation would mean so much.

The funds will be used to provide:

Winter supplies to protect the family from the harsh cold

Food and clean drinking water

Clothing and baby milk for their beautiful daughter Julia, who was born during this devastating

war

Muhannad’s Story

Hello,

My name is Muhannad, I am 28 years old, from Gaza.

I am a father of three children: Yousef, Jouri, and Julia.

After the war destroyed our sense of safety and stability, we are now trying to rebuild our lives from nothing, step by step.

With the arrival of winter, life has become even more difficult.

We struggle daily to secure the most basic necessities — food, clean water, and warm clothing for my children.

The nights are long, freezing, and painful. My children shiver from the cold, and we do not have enough to keep them warm.

I am not asking for much…

All I wish for is to provide warmth, safety, and simple meals for my children, and to slowly rebuild a small part of our lives.

Your donation, no matter how small, will help us provide:

Winter clothes and blankets for the children

Food and clean water

Essential supplies to live with dignity

From the bottom of my heart, and for the sake of my children Yousef, Jouri, and Julia,

thank you to everyone who extends a helping hand and gives us hope for a new beginning

My name is Raghda, and I am the mother of three children: Yousef, Jouri, and Julia.

I am writing this update with a trembling heart—not for myself, but for my children, who are now in greater danger than ever before.

Now, the situation around us has become much more dangerous. What is known as the “yellow line” has been moved closer to our area, leaving our homes exposed. A crane has been placed nearby, from which gunfire is shot randomly toward the houses. The sound is terrifying—it shakes the walls before it shatters our hearts, and it fills our children with fear they cannot understand.

My children tremble with every sound.

But the moment that broke me the most… was my daughter Julia.

Julia was born during the war. She has never known what peace means. She has never experienced a day without fear.

The first clear sentence she ever spoke was not “I love you” or “I want to play,” but instead, with all her innocence, she said:

“Mama, I’m scared… they will shoot me.”

Then she fell asleep afraid—a small child sleeping with fear instead of safety.

What kind of world is this, where a child falls asleep expecting harm?

What did my children ever do to deserve such terror?

I try to be strong in front of them, but inside I am falling apart. I am afraid of failing to protect them. I am afraid they will grow up believing that fear is normal. My children deserve safety. They deserve dignity. They deserve to know peace—even if only once.

I am asking for help today because I can no longer do this alone.

Any support, no matter how small, any share, any prayer, could be a light in this darkness and a lifeline for three innocent children.

From the heart of a mother who is exhausted and terrified for her children,

thank you to everyone who reads this, and thank you to everyone who reaches out with compassion.

Raghda – mother of Yousef, Jouri, and Julia