Help me give birth out of Gaza and save my family

Hi all,

I am helping my friend Batoul and her husband try to evacuate from Gaza to give birth in Egypt. Please donate what you can and share this fundraiser with friends and family.

Thank you,

Daragh

In my painful overthinking about how I and my family can avert getting killed under the rubble in Gaza, an inner melancholic voice snaps: “I do not want to leave Gaza; I love my land and memories. It is hurtful beyond measure to even think about leaving my beautiful Gaza. Gaza is the city of beauty, creativity, dignity, rebellion, strength, determination, steadfastness, ambition, and triumph.

Dear free supporters and lovers of Palestine. Please support me in giving birth to my first baby and treating my sister out of Gaza.

This is Batoul Abou Ali, a 23-year-old who studied English Education at Islamic University. My husband’s family and I were forced to leave the Gaza Strip in the first week of the war. I am a new bride; I got married 12 days before the war. Unfortunately, I left my home and I lost it at the same time. The picture below shows my apartment which was completely destroyed during the war leaving us homeless and displaced.

My family and I were displaced multiple times during the war in Gaza such as Khan Younes, the East of it, and Rafah Al-Mawasi. I bagged a few of my summer clothes because I could not believe that the war would last more than 100 days. It's beyond imagination to encounter the four seasons without suitable clothes for ourselves!

With a broken fear-stricken heart, I am voicing an urgent plea for help in getting me and my husband out of the war-ravaged Gaza Strip, which turned into the most unbelievable ghost city in history because of the war. I am fearful of losing any member of my husband’s family, my own family, and my unborn baby. I am very close to giving birth, just three months. I am shattered from losing everything but I hope the coming days will be better.

This is the only period that I hate social media sites; every time I open them, I watch heart-wrenching stories of entire families under the rubble. It's a horrible death to see pieces of flesh in front of your eyes. Here in Gaza, my family and I see death at every corner. We went through many near-death experiences that froze blood in our veins.

My husband and I are trying to go out of Gaza to escape barbaric death and horrifying massacres that are committed daily in Gaza and there are more threats now to invade Rafah and commit genocide there.

I yearn to give birth in a secure place, a place that provides me and my baby with healthy food, clothes for both, electricity, and internet to keep the process of learning.

I cannot bear to see children torn into pieces. Also, I cannot bear to hear a little girl tell her mother after their home was leveled to the ground: ‘Koneit Fe Al Qaber Liesh Talatoni Mino= I was in the grave, why did you get me out of it?’ The little girl's words are always resonating in my head, and it gives me the horrors to think that I could be that girl at any moment. I cannot bear to touch our gorgeous martyred ones, just pray for them and say ‘ Farewell’.

For those who did not find their medicine, my sister is one of them. She suffers from cramps and mental atrophy and her condition rises to the worst. With your generous denotations, you will save the life of a chronically ill girl and our lives and we will leave death and destruction.

In Gaza, people's faces are becoming bigger than their age; Not just humans, but also cats. Most of the cats died during this dreadful war because of the unavailability of food and veterinarians. Such as our cat ‘ Soker’, his face becomes pale and his health is overwhelmed.

Moreover, I recently graduated from Islamic University and I obtained a new course which is content writing and marketing. My happiness reached the moon because this course was a golden chance for a better future for me. I say: ‘Good luck is knocking on my door.’ In the blink of an eye, I lost my adorable university, my home, my memories, and everything I love. Nothing precious was left to me. Gaza has turned into a city of pain and destruction. The magnitude of destruction is unbelievable, and this nightmare does not seem to end.

For that, I urge you to donate as much as you can to help me rescue my unborn baby and my husband for safety in Egypt.

Your donation, no matter how small, can save lives