URGENT : Save my children from the genocide in Gaza

A Plea to Kind Hearts: Save My Children from the Horrors of War

My name is Majd Abu Shamala, a software engineer from Gaza.

We were the most beautiful family living in Gaza. I had a house, a car, a company, and my children were in their beautiful schools, dreaming of the day off when we would go to the beach in the wonderful Gaza that was everything beautiful in our lives with those we loved .

We lived a normal life with my small family until everything changed on October 7, 2023. On the second day of the war, my office was bombed. Just hours later, my home and my parents' home were also destroyed, leaving us homeless in an instant.

My wife, my three daughters—Mona, Lareen, and Zeina—and my elderly parents were all forcibly displaced. But what saddens my heart most is my eldest daughter, Mona, 8, who lost the ability to speak due to severe trauma and suffered a dislocated shoulder as a result of the bombing of our home. We underwent three surgeries in Gaza, but she has not fully recovered due to the limited medical resources available since that fateful day. Mona urgently needs an expensive operation by specialists to save her normal life.

Mona was a bright and joyful child, excelling in school and full of dreams. But now, she is silent, unable to utter a single word after we miraculously escaped from beneath the rubble of our destroyed home After it was bombed while we were inside. I watched her gasping for breath, believing I had lost her, but by some miracle, she survived. Since then, she has not spoken a word.

We have been displaced eight times, fleeing from one place to another, with tanks and airstrikes chasing us. Imagine an eight-year-old child running for her life over and over again, searching for safety in her father’s eyes—while I, myself, was desperately searching for it amid explosions and gunfire.

There were no more than 30 meters between us and the tanks, hiding in a modest house in Khan Yunis on 01/21/2024. For more than 16 hours, bullets and bombs were above and around us. My heart almost broke as I looked at my daughters, trying to understand what was going on in their minds now. If the soldiers got out of the tanks, they would execute us now, as happened with the neighbors of the house we were in. We escaped again miraculously.

Today, we have returned to Gaza, but our home is no longer standing. We now live in tents that offer no protection from the cold. My children sleep on the ground, their small bodies exhausted from hunger, fear, and freezing temperatures. I am pleading with you from the depths of my heart: please help me get Mona the treatment she needs so she can speak again, and help us rebuild part of our home to provide my daughters with shelter from this endless suffering.

Any contribution, no matter how small, can make a huge difference in our lives. Your support can restore hope and give my children a chance at a new life. If you are unable to donate, sharing our story may help reach someone who can.

Thank you for your kind hearts ❤️

Please help me get back Mona's smile that she had before the war

How to Donate:

Due to the difficulty of transferring money directly to Gaza, Our Friend in belgium - Qossay Omran withdraws donations to his bank account and then transfers them to us via our bank account in palestine.