Mini Palm Scales - Blog Posts
**"I write these words with trembling hands...
I don’t know how much time we have left to live here in Gaza.
What’s happening around us feels like the horrors of the Day of Judgment.
The bombing doesn’t stop.
The sky has turned red from the fire and explosions.
Just a short while ago, all water desalination plants across the Gaza Strip were bombed.
They dropped paper leaflets ordering us to evacuate...
But to where? We don’t know. There is no safe place.
We are not asking for anything.
We just want this hell to stop.
From time to time, I hear the screams of children and women,
then silence after the sound of an explosion...
I don’t know where the sound came from,
or if those who screamed are still alive.
I am now hugging my little son and crying hard
Please… save us from this death."**
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🕯️ From under the rubble of Gaza… A message from a university student fighting for survival 🕯️
"We no longer dream… We just want to live another day without bombing, without hunger, without fear."
I am a university student from Gaza. A young man who used to carry his university bag, and today he bears the burden of survival in a city that knows nothing but pain.
My home was destroyed. My land was seized by the occupation. My family lost everything.
Even water, bread, and medicine… became unattainable dreams.
We live days that don't resemble life… There's no enough food, no electricity, no clean water, not even safety. We spend the nights surrounded by the bombardment's lights, and the day searching for a morsel of food to satisfy our hunger or medicine to save a sick person.
Despite all this, I'm still trying to complete my studies. I still believe that knowledge has a louder voice than bombs, and that the pen is mightier than a bullet. But I can't afford university fees, and I don't have money for books or even internet access.
That's why I'm writing to you… Perhaps this appeal will reach the heart of a person who knows the meaning of mercy and feels the weight of the pain we carry.
