Help the child Aladdin and his family to rebuild their lives

Hello, I am the child Aladdin. I am four years old. I am of Palestinian nationality and live in Gaza. My father is the engineer Ahmed, who is in his thirties. He is an electrical engineer and holds a bachelor’s degree in electrical engineering with distinction and first place in the university. My father used to provide me with many of the requirements. Decent living. He was a source of happiness for me. Whenever he entered the house, he came bringing me many toys and the best food, and he was not lacking in anything. As for my mother, she is the engineer Amani, in her twenties. She is as persistent and diligent as my father. She used to carry me in her womb and go to university until she obtained a bachelor’s degree in architecture with a very good grade. She never neglected me, as she used to steal time to play with me and take me to picnic spots despite being busy with her projects. During my studies, she always cared about me, my appearance, and my health.

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In the middle of last year, my mother and father gave me the most beautiful gift, which is my little sister, "Ghazal", who is now one year old. She is a cute child. I love playing with her. She has become my best friend, and I love helping my mother meet her needs.

I will tell you about the place that used to embrace us, which was our safe home:

I lived with my mother, father, and sister in a safe, stable house, which my father did not own easily. He worked to own it and carried many installments on his back to provide us with a decent living. It was a beautiful, safe house in which I felt the warmth of family and happiness.

In September of last year 9/3/2023:

I joined kindergarten to begin my educational career like other four-year-old children. I dreamed of becoming an engineer like my mother and father. I used to buy toys that resembled my father’s work equipment and imitate him in his work. I was very happy when I entered kindergarten. I loved it and loved playing with new friends. I loved my teacher and became attached to her. My parents prepared a lot for me. From school supplies and beautiful clothes, I was the happiest child at this stage. I would return to my warm house, embrace my mother and sister, and write my school assignments with all happiness and energy.

All that happiness and stability was before the date of October 7 came, which turned my whole life around and changed me from a four-year-old child to an old child who was aware of events older than his age, and now I will tell you the story in my own words, which did not know what would happen to him after that.

On the 7th of October last year, 10/7/2023, my loving mother woke me up to go to the kindergarten that I love, and while I was preparing for the kindergarten, I heard strange and frightening sounds, so I ran to hug my mother out of fear, and that day I knew and understood that there was something strange happening around us, which the adults called the war on Gaza.

Since that day, my childhood life that I was living has changed, and the circumstances that used to make me happy and feel safe have changed. My family was forced to leave our safe home forcibly. I lost my things, my toys, and my reassurance. I lost my smile and my room to which I was attached. We were displaced five times from our home to the south of the Gaza Strip, because my father He always wanted to protect us from the constant bombing that was surrounding us, as every day there were many explosions, destruction, and the death of many people. I did not understand what was happening, but as the days passed, I grew and became aware of every word being said around me. One day I even heard My father’s voice as he spoke to his friend and told him that our house had been destroyed and the tower in which we lived had been bombed.

My mother and father lost their jobs as engineers, and I also lost my kindergarten and the beginning of my educational journey. I lost one of my young friends in kindergarten, I used to love him very much, and I would sit next to him, share food, play, and ride the bus together. I was so affected and sad that I began to suffer from speech difficulties due to the successive shocks my little heart and mind received.

We lost many of our beloved possessions, as we left without taking our valuables and dear ones from our home. As for my sister, who was three months old, she lost her security, stability, and the things that my mother had prepared for her, including clothes, toys, and a beautiful bed.

Displacement journey:

Now we live in displacement camps. In the beginning, we lived under heavy rain and a cold winter to the point that we drowned several times. We did not have anything to warm us. I would resort to hugging my mother and father and ask them to warm me, and my sister was always crying from the severity of the cold and the lack of food and milk necessary for her. Now, the summer season has begun, and we are living under the intense, scorching heat of the sun. I started running away from the tent, like the rest of the children in the camp, to the seashore, where we put our tent, so I can feel the freedom and air. My color and the appearance of my hair changed, and I began to see unhappiness on the features of my mother and father. I no longer saw my mother except while she was crying. As we are, my father is always trying to bring food and cook it for us on wood and fire, and he is tired and exhausted from the heat of the sun and the effort.

I love my father and sister very much, and I feel that I should live like the rest of the world’s children and their families in safety, stability, and happiness, and that I and all the children of Gaza should not live in this war of extermination, so I turned to you, dear donor, to support me as a Palestinian child, as your donation makes an even difference with me and my family. If it was for a small amount to rebuild our lives again, I dream of my life returning to the way it was before. I dream of living in safety and stability, of learning, studying, and sitting with my friends in my kindergarten, which I love.

I wish that happiness would return to appear on the faces of my mother and father. I dream of the return of our beautiful, warm home, to which our dreams, our childhood, and the ambitions of my mother and father were destroyed.

If you cannot donate, just spread the link to your friends and acquaintances to help us, the persevering children of Gaza. Consider me one of your family, your son, your brother, or even the son of one of your friends and make a difference in my life that speaks for you.

Clarification of where donations will go:

• The greatest destiny will go to replay

• Building our warm house cost my father an installment of $40,000, as my father paid $10,000 and left $30,000.

• Each member of my family (I, Aladdin, my mother, my father, and my sister, Ghazal) needs $7,000 to travel, if possible, through the Rafah land crossing, to live, and to buy clothes, food, and clean water, for a total of $28,000.

• Starting to treat the speech problem that happened to me, which will cost from $5,000 to $7,000

• Starting a new engineering office project so that my mother and father can practice their professions in a new way from scratch

Every dollar from you makes a difference and enables us to improve our situation and find shelter instead of tents.

I wanted to note that the account is managed by my mother

With a lot of love,

Child Aladdin..

Thank you for reading my story. I hope for your support.

Insta.. @aladdin.a.2024