Help a Pregnant Mother of Four to Survive

Message from Campaign Manager:

I am running this campaign on behalf of Samar & her family in Gaza. She is a young mother of four who lives in a tent with her husband. I video call with her frequently, and we are in contact every day. Palestinians in Gaza are unable to connect any form of bank account that they have to a platform like Chuffed. Therefore, I set up a campaign on her behalf. A common money platform used by Palestinians in Gaza is Binance. This is what I use to send every dollar Samar raises for her family to me as soon as it reaches my account. 

There are different ways to get internet in Gaza. Samar has an e-SIM phone that allows her to connect to the internet. Whenever she has a connection, and I am awake, we are in contact. She is a brilliant woman and a fierce advocate for her family. It is my greatest honor in life to help her family. Although she is in Gaza, and I can't ensure her safety, I do everything I can to assure her she is in good hands with me. Our relationship is one of sisters.

Message from Samar: 

Peace be upon you. We are Mohammed and Samar Al-Masri, parents of four beautiful children. We are survivors and witnesses, along with our family, of the recent genocide in Gaza. Our four children are Mirna (3½ years), Sabah (2½ years), Miral (1½ years), and Rahaf (5 months). We have all lived in a small tent since the very beginning of the genocidal war.

Before the war, my husband ran a medium-income business, and we lived comfortably, satisfied with our daily sustenance and grateful for God’s provisions. But the ruthless war left us with nothing. It destroyed our home on the very first day, burned all our business facilities, and leveled our land. Our city, Beit Hanoun, was entirely cut off. Since then, we have been displaced more than 13 times, living in harsh displacement camps.

The war didn’t stop there. Israel killed 320 members of my family, all of whom shared with us laughter, fear, displacement, poverty, and pain. Most of them remain buried under the rubble of our destroyed homes, which we cannot even reach. We face the unimaginable horror of being unable to even bury our loved ones — one of the most vile crimes humanity has ever known.

After eight months of living displaced in cloth tents, as famine — planned and deliberate — began spreading, God blessed me with a beautiful daughter, Miral. She suffered greatly and reached the fifth stage of malnutrition, along with continuous intestinal infections that exhausted her tiny body, due to the extreme cold in the tent for a newborn. For days, she thought the hospital was her home.

Then, just three months before the supposed end of the war, God gave me another daughter, Rahaf, born amid one of the world’s worst tragedies. She is a beautiful child with sparkling eyes, unlike anything around her. She suffered, like her sister, from the second wave of famine in Gaza, witnessing horrors no system in the world should ever ignore.

I am now a mother of four children, all under the age of four, living with me in extremely harsh conditions in a tiny tent. In recent days, my eldest daughter, Mirna, developed severe decay in all four of her molars due to malnutrition and contaminated drinking water. The infection spread throughout her mouth, leaving her unable to move, sleep, or eat. 

Today, we are enduring long days of exhaustion, running, danger, and constant vigilance against a merciless winter. Our tent is half-destroyed; six people — mostly children — are exposed to the cold and leaking rain in the middle of the night, living under conditions no human should endure. We cannot provide the basic needs for our children, from blankets to winter clothing, and none of us deserves this suffering.

I beg you to help my family in Gaza. Let your compassion outweigh all that we have suffered. The situation is extremely critical, and obtaining food in Gaza has become a miracle. The little that is available comes at exorbitant prices — vegetables or even a bag of flour cost far beyond our purchasing power. We are not just surviving; we are struggling to live.

The goal of this campaign is to help cover the costs of food, water, medicine, and warmth while we try to stay alive. I never imagined I would share my family’s story this way, but when your world becomes a tent, and survival is your only goal, you hope that someone, somewhere, will hear you.

Our lives have changed indescribably — from our modest home to a public tent in the mud. We wrap ourselves against the winter cold, unable to distinguish day from night, heading toward an unknown fate. We cannot even describe the injustice that has broken our backs. 💔

Our urgent needs:

Daily food to ease my children’s hunger

A sturdy tent to protect them from cold and rain

12 medical sessions for my daughter Mirna

Winter clothes and blankets for four children who have none

Paying the tent plot rent: $300/month

Healthcare and proper nutrition for a newborn mother and her infant

I feel ashamed to ask for help, despite fully understanding that there is no shame in seeking assistance or survival after enduring such a brutal war.