Help Oday And Family Evacuate Gaza, Rebuild Lives

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adiy alanqer and Kari C are organizing this fundraiser.

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We raised funds for Oday and his family who have been displaced several times as a result of the suffering devastating attacks 2023-2024

Please read their story below.

From Oday:

Hello, I am Oday Adnan Al-Anqar and I am 22 years old. My family and I lived in a rented house for 7 years until my father bought a very warm and comfortable apartment for our family and turned it into a beautiful home for us after a lot of fatigue and trouble. My father Adnan, my mother Sarah, my older sister Farah, my brother Abdullah, my brother Youssef, and my younger sister Rafif, who is only 5 years old.

We were living in peace and had dreams until the suffering bombing that does not stop now.

Since October 7, the suffering occupation forces have contacted me (and all Ga_zans) several times with a recorded message saying: “Ham_as is the cause of this destruction and you must evacuate Ga_zaCity in the northern Strip.” We suffered from these calls because they are psychological torture. They make us nervous, call at night and disturb our sleep.

My house after What happened

On Friday, October 13, 2023, I took a day off from my job in a clothing store after finishing my work at university. I was outside my house looking at the situation on the streets when suddenly a drone dropped several newsletters stating that Ga_za City should be evacuated now.

So my family decided to move to my sister’s house near Al-Shifa Hospital because this area is a safe area and it was a very difficult day.

We (my family and my sister’s family) lived in my sister’s house for twenty days, but on the twentieth day, the occupation committed a massacre against my sister’s husband’s cousins in the house opposite her house. We ran quickly to see what happened, and as soon as we arrived we started crying when I saw the bodies. I tried to help the rest of the people buried under the rubble, but the neighbors They stopped me, saying that I would not help in the psychological state I was in. I saw death before my eyes. I insisted on helping, and I pulled out the martyrs and body parts with my bare hands. The next morning, we could not stay in that area. We walked a distance of 15 kilometers along Salah al-Din Street to escape to southern Ga_za, carrying My little sister, and I hear her screaming as she says, “My brother, my father, get me out of here.” Our journey along the escape route was horrific, as much as we witnessed unimaginable atrocities: corpses lying in the streets and houses turned into rubble. We passed through a checkpoint of soldiers while they raised their weapons in our faces, and the sounds of planes and artillery did not stop. We saw death from every angle.

We had to move to Deir al-Balah to our friend's house for ten days. It was very difficult there because the house is far from any markets or stores to get what we need. We even had to buy water for washing and that was very expensive. After that, we had to leave because our friend's family needed to stay home. We left and headed to the city of Ra_fah. We stayed in a rented apartment for two months, but after that we could not stay due to the high cost of rent and the lack of work to get enough money. We had to live in a tent, which was a large piece of cloth, in a camp for the displaced.

Rafef before 7 October

After

Next to our camp, the street was full of sewage and garbage. So if I don't die from the bombs, I might die from the disease

Our routine here is to wake up at six in the morning or earlier due to the noise of air strikes and explosions, and try to find a bathroom to relieve ourselves and wash our faces. After that, I go looking for water to wash the dishes and for drinking water. Unfortunately, we cannot shower here because there is no facility or water for it. At around 9am, my brother and I go to whoever has solar panels so we can charge a battery for our lights to use at night and our phone battery. After that I will go look for food. All the food is expensive and hard to get since there are so many people here. There are over 1.5 million people now. We've all lost weight. It's almost impossible to find any chicken or beef, and food prices change all the time.

Fuel is also expensive and difficult to obtain.

The cost of evacuation at this point cost my family about $5000. My father has not received his salary since the suffering attacks

We apologize for our scattered thoughts. We've all been lost and haven't been normal since all this chaos. We do not know what to do, especially now that they have entered Raf_ah and we have been displaced again to Deir al-Balah due to the military operation by the occupation forces. We do not know whether they will invade Deir al-Balah as well or not

We don't know whether we should leave because maybe it will be worse where we go, or stay here and maybe regret it.

We really miss our homeland. We loved it so much and were so comfortable there, but now it's just rubble. We couldn't even retrieve any of our belongings from under the rubble. So, even if the war ends soon, where will we live? We only have each other left.

Living in the camp is very difficult and unhealthy. It's very cold and you are always around a lot of people, noise, sewage and garbage. It is very crowded, so you cannot relax or enjoy the peace.

We are looking for a safe way out of Ga_za, but it is very difficult and very expensive. It costs more than $5,000 per person to go to Egypt! Unfortunately, we cannot afford that. We have witnessed and survived four wars. Will we survive the fifth?

I will tell you more about myself. Ever since I graduated high school I dreamed of being in the USA and studying law there! Unfortunately, I was unable to leave Ga_za due to the high tuition fees, so I studied motion graphics for two years and graduated with honors and was preparing to complete my bachelor’s degree.

I worked in a design and montage company and I loved my work very much. Then I opened an online clothing store, but I was unable to complete my project because of the war.

On 10/13/19, I left my home, my clothes, and my memories there in Ga_za City. I have described the suffering to you here, but it is just a drop in the ocean. I used to be a giver but this is the first time I have asked you to help me and my family evacuate Ga_za and live a new, safe and comfortable life.”

This picture is an honest poem that demanded a right