Help My Family Escape Gaza and Rebuild Our Lives

(Français – et maladie de Parkinson)

“Nous sommes une famille de Gaza, vivant une tragédie qui dépasse l’endurance humaine depuis plus de 630 jours de guerre ininterrompue qui a dévoré tout ce que nous possédions. Notre ville a été entièrement détruite, nous avons perdu notre maison et tout ce que nous avions construit. Aujourd’hui, nous sommes dix personnes entassées dans une tente précaire qui ne protège ni du froid de l’hiver ni de la chaleur écrasante de l’été.

Ma sœur veuve vit avec nous, le cœur lourd et cinq enfants orphelins qui ont perdu leur père lors des bombardements. Chaque jour, ses enfants demandent : « Quand allons-nous rentrer chez nous ? » et il n’y a pas de réponse, si ce n’est ses larmes silencieuses.

Notre père âgé souffre de la maladie de Parkinson, suite à un bombardement qui a détruit une partie de notre maison. Sa santé se détériore de jour en jour, sans accès à un hôpital ni aux médicaments pour soulager ses souffrances. La nourriture manque, l’eau potable est rare, et la vie est devenue plus dure que ce qu’un être humain peut supporter.

Même l’éducation, qui était le seul espoir de nos enfants pour un avenir meilleur, a disparu depuis deux ans et demi. Plus d’écoles, plus de centres éducatifs, plus d’universités. Les enfants de ma sœur et les nôtres sont privés de leur droit d’apprendre, et mes frères qui étaient sur le point de terminer leurs études universitaires ont vu leurs rêves s’effondrer, comme toute notre vie.

Nous avons fui Rafah pour chercher refuge à Khan Younès, mais nous avons trouvé un autre enfer. Notre seul rêve aujourd’hui est de quitter Gaza pour reconstruire une vie digne, mais les coûts du voyage sont bien au-delà de nos moyens.

Nous faisons appel à toute personne libre et à tout cœur compatissant : aidez-nous à sauver la vie d’une famille entière avant qu’il ne soit trop tard. Votre soutien pourrait être le pont qui nous mènera vers la sécurité et la vie.”

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(English – Updated with education and Parkinson’s)

“We are a family from Gaza, enduring a tragedy beyond human comprehension for more than 630 days of relentless war that has taken away everything we once had. Our city was completely destroyed, we lost our home and all that we had built. Today, we are ten people crammed into a fragile tent that cannot protect us from the cold of winter or the unbearable summer heat.

My widowed sister lives with us, her heart heavy with grief and five orphaned children who lost their father in the recent bombings. Every day, her children ask: “When will we go back to our home?” but there is no answer—only her silent tears.

Our elderly father suffers from Parkinson’s disease after a bombing destroyed part of our house. His health deteriorates day by day, with no hospitals or medicine available to ease his suffering. Food is scarce, clean water is a daily struggle, and life has become harsher than any human can endure.

Even education—the only hope our children had for a better future—has been lost for the past two and a half years. There are no schools, no educational centers, and no universities. Our children and my sister’s children have been deprived of their basic right to learn, and my brothers, who were so close to graduating from university, have seen their dreams destroyed along with everything else.

We fled Rafah in search of safety in Khan Younis, but we found the same hell in another place. Our only dream now is to leave Gaza and rebuild a dignified life, but the cost of travel is far beyond our means.

We appeal to every free soul and every compassionate heart: please help us save an entire family before it is too late. Your support could be the bridge that takes us to safety and life.”

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