My name is Jamal Malaka. I used to live a simple life, working every day and returning to my humble home, earning my living, and thanking God for the little I had.

But life is tough.

Suddenly, war broke out, and I lost my livelihood... and the biggest disaster? My home was gone.

I no longer had a roof over my head, nor any work to satisfy my hunger.

Today, I live on the crumbs given to me... trying to fight hunger, cold, and feelings of helplessness and weakness.

I'm not asking for much, but I am asking to satisfy my hunger, live with dignity, and get back on my feet.

To rebuild... to secure my livelihood and a roof over my head.

If you can help in any way, big or small, you are not just supporting someone...

You are restoring their dignity and giving them hope to live without having to ask for help.

May God reward you, and may God bless the hand that extended its giving.