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How can the world remain silent? Israeli settlers attack Palestinians and target their livestock and livelihoods, with documented cases of violence occurring in the presence of Israeli forces or under their protection. This is more than isolated violence; it is a climate of intimidation and impunity that threatens to drive Palestinians from their land. Protect Palestinian civilians. Hold perpetrators accountable. No peace without justice. 🇵🇸

Imagine being a father, trying to get home with your son, when a group of settlers surrounds you, beats you, and takes your car.

Imagine being unable to protect your own child or even your own property because you are outnumbered by a group of people attacking you.

For Palestinians, fear is not just about losing their homes or being forced from their land. It is also about being attacked in broad daylight and wondering whether anyone will ever be held accountable.

How is this acceptable? And how long are Palestinians expected to live like this?

No one should be above the law. Every person deserves safety, dignity, and justice, regardless of who they are or where they come from.

Please don't look away. Share their story. The world needs to see this.

On October 7th, the world remembers a day that changed everything.

But we in Gaza don't just remember one day.

We remember three years of fear, hunger, displacement, and the loss of loved ones.

Before October 7th, we had homes to return to, schools and universities to attend, and dreams to pursue.

After it, many of us searched for a safe place, clean water, enough food for our families, and a roof over our children's heads.

Some lost their homes, some lost their parents, some lost their children, and some still live in tents on land that isn't theirs.

We don't ask the world to forget the victims of October 7th, nor do we ask it to ignore anyone's suffering.

We only ask that our suffering not be forgotten.

We, the people of Gaza, are not just numbers in news reports.

We are mothers, fathers, children, students, workers, and people who once had lives, dreams, and memories.

On this anniversary, we don't want another year of war.

We want to live.

We want our children to return to their schools, our families to return to their homes, and to open the doors to tomorrow without fear.

From Gaza, after three years of suffering, we say:

Enough death.

Enough displacement.

Enough fear.

Let humanity live.

Imagine being from Gaza, living through war day after day, watching your home transformed, your dreams shattered, losing loved ones, and then looking around, feeling utterly alone in the face of all this pain.

The hardest part isn't just what happened to us, but the feeling that the world witnessed it all, yet little changed. Even some of our Arab neighbors, whom we hoped would stand with us, didn't offer the support we needed in this ordeal.

That's why, when someone from afar, like the Italian MP Riccardo, speaks about Gaza, about the injustice suffered by Palestinians, and about our feeling of being abandoned, his words resonate with us in a different way.

He may not know what the sound of shelling is like trying to sleep, or what it's like to leave your home not knowing if you'll ever return, but he chose to speak out when he could have remained silent.

From Gaza, thank you to everyone who chose to see humanity before politics, and to listen to the voices of those living in pain instead of ignoring them. We don't ask the world to live through what we lived through, only to remember that we are human beings, that we have dreams, homes, memories, and people we love, and that we deserve to live in peace like everyone else.

If I had posted these images and spoken about the devastation in Gaza, some would have immediately said, “You’re not from Gaza,” “You’re exaggerating,” or “These are AI-generated images.”

But this time, Angelina Jolie herself posted the images and said:

You can now open Google Earth and see what has happened to Gaza.

Entire neighborhoods have been reduced to rubble. Homes, schools, universities, hospitals, roads, water and sanitation systems, and the infrastructure that people depended on for survival have been damaged or destroyed.

A UN satellite analysis showed that as of June 16, 2026, 82% of buildings in Gaza had been damaged, and it is estimated that nearly two-thirds of those damaged buildings were completely destroyed.

With winter approaching, 1.98 million people 94% of Gaza’s population need assistance with shelter and basic necessities. Aid and shelter materials continue to face restrictions and delays.

Google Earth shows the physical destruction with exceptional clarity. But what he cannot show is what it means to live amidst such devastation, what happened to the families who were killed, and what life is like for those who survived.

What happens next is crucial. People need shelter before winter arrives. Humanitarian aid must reach civilians in the necessary quantities, and hospitals need medical supplies.

Conditions must be created that allow civilians to rebuild their homes, schools, hospitals, and communities.

The destruction is visible. The needs are known. What matters now is meeting those needs.

If I had posted these images and spoken about the devastation in Gaza, some would have immediately said, “You’re not from Gaza,” “You’re exaggerating,” or “These are AI-generated images.”

But this time, Angelina Jolie herself posted the images and said:

You can now open Google Earth and see what has happened to Gaza.

Entire neighborhoods have been reduced to rubble. Homes, schools, universities, hospitals, roads, water and sanitation systems, and the infrastructure that people depended on for survival have been damaged or destroyed.

A UN satellite analysis showed that as of June 16, 2026, 82% of buildings in Gaza had been damaged, and it is estimated that nearly two-thirds of those damaged buildings were completely destroyed.

With winter approaching, 1.98 million people 94% of Gaza’s population need assistance with shelter and basic necessities. Aid and shelter materials continue to face restrictions and delays.

Google Earth shows the physical destruction with exceptional clarity. But what he cannot show is what it means to live amidst such devastation, what happened to the families who were killed, and what life is like for those who survived.

What happens next is crucial. People need shelter before winter arrives. Humanitarian aid must reach civilians in the necessary quantities, and hospitals need medical supplies.

Conditions must be created that allow civilians to rebuild their homes, schools, hospitals, and communities.

The destruction is visible. The needs are known. What matters now is meeting those needs.

If I had posted these images and spoken about the devastation in Gaza, some would have immediately said, “You’re not from Gaza,” “You’re exaggerating,” or “These are AI-generated images.”

But this time, Angelina Jolie herself posted the images and said:

You can now open Google Earth and see what has happened to Gaza.

Entire neighborhoods have been reduced to rubble. Homes, schools, universities, hospitals, roads, water and sanitation systems, and the infrastructure that people depended on for survival have been damaged or destroyed.

A UN satellite analysis showed that as of June 16, 2026, 82% of buildings in Gaza had been damaged, and it is estimated that nearly two-thirds of those damaged buildings were completely destroyed.

With winter approaching, 1.98 million people 94% of Gaza’s population need assistance with shelter and basic necessities. Aid and shelter materials continue to face restrictions and delays.

Google Earth shows the physical destruction with exceptional clarity. But what he cannot show is what it means to live amidst such devastation, what happened to the families who were killed, and what life is like for those who survived.

What happens next is crucial. People need shelter before winter arrives. Humanitarian aid must reach civilians in the necessary quantities, and hospitals need medical supplies.

Conditions must be created that allow civilians to rebuild their homes, schools, hospitals, and communities.

The destruction is visible. The needs are known. What matters now is meeting those needs.

Before the war, the children of Gaza would wake up every morning to go to school. They would carry their bags, meet their friends, learn, play, and dream about what they would become when they grew up.

Then came the war. Schools were closed or damaged, and children were forced to flee their studies. The child who once worried about their exams now thinks about food, water, and a safe place to sleep.

Years have passed, and these children have lost a part of their education and childhood. Yet, they still dream of returning to school, picking up their pens and books, and starting over.

They don't ask for a better life than other children… they simply want a chance to experience their childhood.

Before the war, Gaza was full of life, despite the siege and difficult conditions. The streets were bustling, the markets were crowded, children went to school, and families gathered to enjoy the simple details of their lives.

But during the war, everything changed. Homes were reduced to rubble, schools became shelters for displaced people, and the streets that were once vibrant became filled with fear and destruction. People lost loved ones, their homes, and their livelihoods, and obtaining food, water, and medicine became incredibly difficult.

Before the war, Gaza wasn't paradise, but it was a home where we lived and dreamed of a better future. Today, for many, the only dream is to live another day in safety. 💔

Children were supposed to wake up in the morning to go to school, carry their bags and pens, play with their friends, and return home to find their families waiting for them.

But the children of Gaza experienced something entirely different.

They knew hunger and the struggle to find food and water. They lived in tents and among rubble, moving from place to place in search of safety. Some lost their fathers, mothers, or siblings, and others lost their friends and relatives.

Instead of learning to write their names, some children had to learn how to find water and food. Instead of the sounds of school bells and children's laughter, fear and anxiety became a part of their daily lives.

As the years passed, they lost not only their homes and schools, but many also lost years of education and childhood memories that no one can bring back.

These are children. They didn't choose war, and they didn't choose to be born in Gaza. They deserved to grow up in safety, to learn, and to dream about their future like any other child in the world.

I'm sharing this because I want people to see beyond the news and the numbers: there are real children living through this suffering every day.

I just hope we remember them, and don't let their suffering become just another statistic in the news. 🫂💔

Today, the Gaza Strip witnessed another security incident after an Israeli special forces unit infiltrated Gaza City to arrest a Hamas security official. Regardless of the targeted individual's identity or political or organizational affiliation, a larger and more crucial question must be asked: What about the civilians?

Every time there is a military operation, clash, or bombardment, civilians pay the price. Children, women, and young people, who have no connection to what is happening, find themselves caught in the crossfire, amidst shelling, fear, and death.

We are not just talking about numbers… We are talking about mothers who have lost their sons, children who have lost their parents, and families forced once again to confront loss, displacement, and fear.

How long will this continue?

How long will we continue to die every day?

How long will we be displaced from one place to another?

How long will we bury our loved ones, then try to start over, only to have our tents and homes destroyed, forcing us to flee again?

We are human beings. We have names, memories, dreams, and families we love. We are not just numbers in news reports, and our lives are not worthless.

Three years of war, destruction, and displacement have trapped us in an endless cycle: we lose, we flee, we rebuild what we can, and then the bombing comes to destroy everything again.

How long will this go on? When will civilian lives in Gaza have value? When will this killing stop? And when will we finally be allowed to live like the rest of humanity?

When Kites Become a “Military Threat”

While the children of Gaza live under bombardment, destruction, and fear, Israeli statements treat the kites flown by Gazan children as if they were military targets.

According to these statements, launching kites is being treated as a “military act,” with threats to target those launching them and the areas from which they are launched.

A child’s kite is not a drone, the string is not a weapon, and the child playing with it should not be treated as a military target.

But the most painful question is: Why has this reality been imposed on the children of Gaza, to the point that kites have become one of the few toys they can make or obtain?

These children have very little. There are no safe parks, no recreational areas, and no normal life like other children around the world. So, when a child finds something simple that gives them a moment of joy, even if it’s just a kite they make with their own hands, they try to enjoy it for a few minutes and forget the fear and destruction that surrounds them.

So what about the children of Gaza? Don't they also have the right to live their childhood in safety? Why is even their simple play seen as a threat?

If flying a kite warrants all this threat, what about the children who live daily under bombardment and fear, losing their homes and family members?

Children's games should not become a new pretext for further escalation.

Our children are like your children; they possess the same innocence, the same features, the same spirit and body. The children of Gaza and all the children of the world share the same innocence and deserve to live in safety and joy without fear.

The children of Gaza are no different from your children… They are children, just children. 💔

Escaping the sweltering heat of the tents, this woman was on the Gaza beach, simply trying to find a place to breathe and escape the oppressive heat. The occupation forces targeted her directly, and the surrounding area was also targeted!

When I told you about our suffering inside the tents, some doubted our words, some complained about publishing such things, and some didn't believe what we were saying.

We live here in a true hell. If you try to find relief and seek a safer, more comfortable place, you might pay with your life. If you express your opinion or speak about your suffering, you are accused of lying. If you ask for help, you might be accused of fraud.

So how can we go on? How can we resist in order to survive under all this?

We ask only to live, to be safe, and to find a place where we don't fear death simply for trying to escape the heat of our tents.

Escaping the sweltering heat of the tents, this woman was on the Gaza beach, simply trying to find a place to breathe and escape the oppressive heat. The occupation forces targeted her directly, and the surrounding area was also targeted!

When I told you about our suffering inside the tents, some doubted our words, some complained about publishing such things, and some didn't believe what we were saying.

We live here in a true hell. If you try to find relief and seek a safer, more comfortable place, you might pay with your life. If you express your opinion or speak about your suffering, you are accused of lying. If you ask for help, you might be accused of fraud.

So how can we go on? How can we resist in order to survive under all this?

We ask only to live, to be safe, and to find a place where we don't fear death simply for trying to escape the heat of our tents.

Escaping the sweltering heat of the tents, this woman was on the Gaza beach, simply trying to find a place to breathe and escape the oppressive heat. The occupation forces targeted her directly, and the surrounding area was also targeted!

When I told you about our suffering inside the tents, some doubted our words, some complained about publishing such things, and some didn't believe what we were saying.

We live here in a true hell. If you try to find relief and seek a safer, more comfortable place, you might pay with your life. If you express your opinion or speak about your suffering, you are accused of lying. If you ask for help, you might be accused of fraud.

So how can we go on? How can we resist in order to survive under all this?

We ask only to live, to be safe, and to find a place where we don't fear death simply for trying to escape the heat of our tents.

Escaping the sweltering heat of the tents, this woman was on the Gaza beach, simply trying to find a place to breathe and escape the oppressive heat. The occupation forces targeted her directly, and the surrounding area was also targeted!

When I told you about our suffering inside the tents, some doubted our words, some complained about publishing such things, and some didn't believe what we were saying.

We live here in a true hell. If you try to find relief and seek a safer, more comfortable place, you might pay with your life. If you express your opinion or speak about your suffering, you are accused of lying. If you ask for help, you might be accused of fraud.

So how can we go on? How can we resist in order to survive under all this?

We ask only to live, to be safe, and to find a place where we don't fear death simply for trying to escape the heat of our tents.

Oh my God… how much longer will we have to wait? How much longer are we expected to endure this? 💔

We are dying every day because of the conditions we are living in. We live with worry, fear, and suffering that no human being can endure forever. Life has become unbearable for us, and we no longer have the strength to endure any more.

We live inside a tent where the temperature exceeds 45°C. Even the water we drink becomes hot, not because we want it to be, but because we have no choice; the water heats up inside the tent, and we cannot find anything that truly quenches our thirst.

We cannot sleep during the day because of the heat, nor at night because of bedbugs, mosquitoes, flies, and all kinds of insects surrounding us. We wake up with the sunrise because the heat becomes unbearable, while the flies continue to surround us throughout the day.

At midday, we pour water over our heads and clothes just to reduce the heat in our bodies a little. Are we really forced to live through all this suffering?

What makes it even harder is that we have to light a fire to cook our food. Imagine standing next to a fire and cooking in this suffocating heat… How can anyone endure this every single day?

But what hurts me the most is our children and my elderly parents. How can they possibly endure all of this?

I have photos and videos of our children with flies covering their faces, and hundreds of flies surrounding my father. What we are living through is beyond words, and I don't believe anyone could endure these conditions for a long time. 💔

I have an idea that could help solve part of this problem, but I cannot carry it out on my own because we have no income to help us solve it. I will share my idea in the first comment, and I hope you will read it and help me find a way to make it happen.

If you have any other ideas or suggestions that could help us, please share them in the comments. Perhaps together we can find the best solution to ease this suffering for us and our children.

We are not looking for a luxurious life. We are simply looking for a way to make life easier and bearable, because we have lost all our strength. 💔🇵🇸

Please share your thoughts. Your idea might be the one that helps us. 🙏

On this day last year, a bag of flour was worth a life in Gaza.

We were eating one meal a day, and sometimes days would pass without us eating anything.

There were food aid distribution points, including points associated with American aid, as well as the Zikim area. People would go there searching for a bag of flour, knowing that their lives could be the price.

Thousands of Gazans died while trying to provide food for their families, and I was one of those who went to those points.

The army was sweeping the area with gunfire over our heads, and movement was forbidden. Anyone who made a move was putting their life at risk.

I remember a young man who tried to cross the road to reach the other side, but he couldn't make it. He was shot in the head in front of thousands of Gazans.

No one could approach him or try to save him because the shooting continued for more than an hour. His blood was pouring onto the ground before our eyes, while we stood helpless, unable to do anything.

There are so many other things I witnessed with my own eyes, but I cannot talk about all of them.

We would go to those places without telling our families because they were not willing to risk our lives for food. But as young men, we could not bear to watch our mothers and children starve in front of our eyes and simply stand by doing nothing.

That was what drove us to go.

On one occasion, after an incredibly difficult journey, I managed to get a bag of flour. I returned to my family with my clothes covered in blood.

I entered the tent and found my family members lying in different corners. My sister had lost consciousness from severe hunger and lack of food.

When I entered carrying the bag of flour, they were happy for a moment, but their happiness did not last. They began checking on me and asking about the blood covering my clothes.

The truth was, I didn't even know it was there.

I only saw the blood after they pointed it out to me.

I was unharmed. I hadn't even suffered a scratch.

That was when I realized that someone who had been near me had been shot, and that the blood on my clothes belonged to him.

I watched with my own eyes as many people fell because of gunfire.

And yet, at that moment, your goal was painfully simple and harsh:

To get out of there alive and return to your family with a bag of flour.

I saw so many people fall, and I couldn't do anything to save them. And I wasn't the only one. There were thousands of us there, each one trying to survive and return to their families with food.

There were families losing their children, their sons, and their fathers for the sake of food.

Yes, this was the famine in Gaza.

A famine we will never be able to forget as long as we live.

While the world was eating and sleeping safely, we were risking our lives for a handful of flour.

A bag of flour was more than just food to us; it meant that your family might eat for another day, while at the same time, it meant that you might never make it home.

This is not a story we heard from someone else.

This is a story we lived through with our bodies and our memories, and we will carry its scars with us for the rest of our lives.

I previously spoke about our struggle to drink water in Gaza, but unfortunately I was met with hurtful and mocking comments. Some people said, "If you can charge your phone, why can't you cool your water?" As if our suffering is something to be questioned or laughed at.

Those words are deeply painful, but this is not a life we chose. It is a reality that has been forced upon us.

In this video, published by Al Jazeera, you will see children in Gaza explaining how they try to cool their drinking water so they can have something refreshing during the day. They place bottles of water on top of their tent overnight and bring them inside before sunrise. It may sound like a clever idea, but unfortunately it is not a practical solution. By midday, the temperature inside the tents rises so much that the water reaches around 40–45°C (104–113°F)—almost the same temperature as the tent itself. That is why, most days, we are forced to drink hot water.

I sincerely hope people will stop minimizing what we are going through or making fun of it. Everyone in Gaza is living through the same hardship, and we have the right to speak about our reality, especially to those who have never experienced these conditions.

If you have doubts about what we say, please don't accuse us of fraud or of inventing our suffering. Simply ask us to document what we are living through, and we will gladly do so with complete transparency. But please, do not let suspicion and mockery be your first response to people who have lost even the most basic necessities of life.

Today we witnessed one of the most heartbreaking scenes imaginable. Hundreds of people came out to mourn 112 martyrs from the Abu Sharia and Al-Hasayna families, whose bodies had lain under the rubble since November 2023. Only now, after arduous efforts and with very limited resources, were the families and rescue teams able to recover them.

I cannot describe the immense pain we feel as we witness this scene. These are not just numbers in the news; these are people who lived among us, with homes, dreams, children, and futures, whose lives were transformed in an instant into names written on shrouds.

Even today, dozens of bodies remain under the rubble, waiting to be recovered for a dignified burial. Even the right to a final farewell has become a distant dream for many families.

When you see this vast number of coffins lined up before you, you realize that Gaza is not just losing individuals, but entire families, entire memories, and generations that should have grown up and lived. We are not asking for the impossible... we simply want people to live with dignity, and to be buried with dignity if they die.

This is the Gaza we live in every day... and what you see today is not just a funeral, but further proof of the magnitude of the tragedy we continue to endure.