Help Wafaa Support Her Family
Australia
Hello, my name is Megan, and I have created this campaign on behalf of my friend Wafaa, who lives in Gaza. Here is her story, in her words: I am a mother of three, the youngest, Rakan is 3 years old, the middle one is Hamza, 5, and the oldest is Tala, 7. Today, we live in a dilapidated tent after being displaced more than five times. Every time, we carry our children, we run, leaving behind the house, the memories, the photos, and we start over under a canvas roof, that does not protect from the rain- or from fear. Hamza does not understand why we no longer have a bed. Tala misses her school and her books, and Rakan cries every night because he does not know how to sleep except in my arms. My husband was martyred, and since that day, I have been carrying this life alone. There is no electricity, not enough water, no medicine for my sick mother, but despite everything, I try to make them laugh, to feed them, to keep them alive as children. I am from Gaza… My home is a tent, and my pain is silent, but my steadfastness is unbreakable.
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Australia
Hello, my name is Megan, and I have created this campaign on behalf of my friend Wafaa, who lives in Gaza. Here is her story, in her words: I am a mother of three, the youngest, Rakan is 3 years old, the middle one is Hamza, 5, and the oldest is Tala, 7. Today, we live in a dilapidated tent after being displaced more than five times. Every time, we carry our children, we run, leaving behind the house, the memories, the photos, and we start over under a canvas roof, that does not protect from the rain- or from fear. Hamza does not understand why we no longer have a bed. Tala misses her school and her books, and Rakan cries every night because he does not know how to sleep except in my arms. My husband was martyred, and since that day, I have been carrying this life alone. There is no electricity, not enough water, no medicine for my sick mother, but despite everything, I try to make them laugh, to feed them, to keep them alive as children. I am from Gaza… My home is a tent, and my pain is silent, but my steadfastness is unbreakable.
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