Help Gehad’s Family Survive in Gaza
United States
My name is Gehad Qasem, a Palestinian young man from the Gaza Strip. I am 29 years old.
I graduated from Al-Azhar University in Gaza in 2019 with a degree in Law, then joined the Palestinian Bar Association in 2020 and began practicing the profession with diligence and dedication, until I opened my own legal consultation office in Beit Hanoun, where I began building my professional future.
I got married in 2016 to my life partner, Nour Qasem, a graduate in Health Administration from Al-Quds Open University. She has been the perfect wife and my pillar of support. We were blessed with two sons: Hani (born 2019) and Tim (born 2023). We built a modest and beautiful home, and lived a warm, stable family life filled with love. Like any family, we dreamed of a better tomorrow for our children.
He finished his first year in kindergarten and was supposed to start the first grade… but the war took everything from us.
On October 7th, our tragedy began. I received an evacuation warning via phone from the occupation forces, ordering us to immediately leave our home. We were forced to flee to a shelter school in Jabalia camp, then moved from one place to another: from Deir Al-Balah to Rafah, and then to Khan Younis, amidst constant bombing and ongoing fear.
When the truce was announced, I returned with my family to our home… only to find rubble. The home I had built with the sweat of my brow was gone, and all the memories it held had turned to dust.
I stood before the ruins, tears streaming down my face—not for the bricks and stones, but for every warm moment that was lost there.
I set up a tent on top of the ruins and lived there with my family for 17 days, until I was forced to flee again under the threat of bombing. Today, we live in a tent that shields us neither from the heat of summer nor the cold of winter, offering no protection from insects, reptiles, or rodents.
My children no longer know the meaning of childhood. Their childhood was stripped away in the face of water queues and food aid lines. School, play, and innocent dreams are no longer part of their lives.
What makes our situation even harder is that my wife Nour is pregnant, and she needs medical care and essential nutritional supplements to keep herself and our unborn baby healthy—needs that have become nearly impossible to secure under siege and famine.
I write to you today not out of pity, but with a heartfelt plea to every soul that still holds humanity. Your donation—no matter how small—can make a difference, giving my children and my pregnant wife a chance to live again, and planting hope in hearts exhausted by war and displacement.
Help us rise again, live with dignity, provide our children with warmth, food, and shelter, and protect the life of a child yet to be born. You are our last hope today.
Anonymous
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United States
My name is Gehad Qasem, a Palestinian young man from the Gaza Strip. I am 29 years old.
I graduated from Al-Azhar University in Gaza in 2019 with a degree in Law, then joined the Palestinian Bar Association in 2020 and began practicing the profession with diligence and dedication, until I opened my own legal consultation office in Beit Hanoun, where I began building my professional future.
I got married in 2016 to my life partner, Nour Qasem, a graduate in Health Administration from Al-Quds Open University. She has been the perfect wife and my pillar of support. We were blessed with two sons: Hani (born 2019) and Tim (born 2023). We built a modest and beautiful home, and lived a warm, stable family life filled with love. Like any family, we dreamed of a better tomorrow for our children.
He finished his first year in kindergarten and was supposed to start the first grade… but the war took everything from us.
On October 7th, our tragedy began. I received an evacuation warning via phone from the occupation forces, ordering us to immediately leave our home. We were forced to flee to a shelter school in Jabalia camp, then moved from one place to another: from Deir Al-Balah to Rafah, and then to Khan Younis, amidst constant bombing and ongoing fear.
When the truce was announced, I returned with my family to our home… only to find rubble. The home I had built with the sweat of my brow was gone, and all the memories it held had turned to dust.
I stood before the ruins, tears streaming down my face—not for the bricks and stones, but for every warm moment that was lost there.
I set up a tent on top of the ruins and lived there with my family for 17 days, until I was forced to flee again under the threat of bombing. Today, we live in a tent that shields us neither from the heat of summer nor the cold of winter, offering no protection from insects, reptiles, or rodents.
My children no longer know the meaning of childhood. Their childhood was stripped away in the face of water queues and food aid lines. School, play, and innocent dreams are no longer part of their lives.
What makes our situation even harder is that my wife Nour is pregnant, and she needs medical care and essential nutritional supplements to keep herself and our unborn baby healthy—needs that have become nearly impossible to secure under siege and famine.
I write to you today not out of pity, but with a heartfelt plea to every soul that still holds humanity. Your donation—no matter how small—can make a difference, giving my children and my pregnant wife a chance to live again, and planting hope in hearts exhausted by war and displacement.
Help us rise again, live with dignity, provide our children with warmth, food, and shelter, and protect the life of a child yet to be born. You are our last hope today.
Anonymous
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