Muhammad's Gaza survival fund

My name is Muhamad Yaser, I’m 33 years old and a father of four beautiful children. Our lives were torn apart by war, displacement, and grief—but I still fight every day to give my children a chance at life, safety, and dignity.

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👨‍👩‍👧‍👦 My Family

We are 6 people:

• My wife (32) suffers from Thalassemia, a chronic blood disorder

• Yaser (11) and Roz (5) also suffer from Thalassemia and need daily vitamins and special care

• Ahmad (9) was excelling in school before the war

• Nada (6 months) is a baby who needs milk, diapers, and baby food

💔 What We’ve Endured

• I was arrested without cause on October 9, 2023, while working legally inside the occupied territories.
  I was beaten, stripped of everything, and released with nothing — not even my ID.

• Just weeks later, a missile hit the home next to ours, killing 34 relatives, including cousins and extended family members.

• During the Maghazi invasion, we were displaced, sleeping on the street for three nights in the cold while carrying our newborn.

• When we returned, our home was in ruins. I managed to fix just one room — and that’s where we live today.

🌪️ The Daily Reality

Every day, I go to Netzarim checkpoint to try and get aid.
Instead of help, I face danger — bullets, heat, and chaos.
Most days I come home empty-handed, while my children cry from hunger.

We eat only canned beans and peas, and I can’t afford:

• 👶 Milk, diapers, or food for my baby

• 💊 Medicine and vitamins for my wife, Roz, and Yaser

• 🔥 Cooking gas or even firewood

• 📚 Education — I had to stop all private lessons for my three kids, even though they were learning so well

🙏 Why We Need Your Help

We’ve lost everything — our home, our income, our peace.
We now live in one broken room inside a bombed-out building.
I used to work legally. I used to provide for my family. Now I am just trying to keep them alive.

“I only ask to feed my children. I want to give them warmth, dignity, and hope. We lost our home, our family, our stability. Please help me give them back something—anything—to hold on to.” — Muhamad Yaser