I have registered for this semester to begin my master’s degree in Geomatics Engineering, but I still need your help to pay the remaining $800 of my $1,100 first-semester tuition fee. After losing almost everything in this war, I’m trying to rebuild my life and hold on to the dream that remains. Continuing my education is my first step toward rebuilding my future and one day contributing to the reconstruction of my homeland, Gaza. Please help me pay the remaining tuition fees for my first semester. Any contribution, no matter how small, would mean the world to me. If you cannot donate, sharing my fundraiser could make a real difference. Please help me take this first step toward a better future. 🙏 chuffed.org/project/201067

I lost almost everything to war, but I refuse to let it take away my dream. 💔🎓 I’ve started my master’s degree in Geomatics Engineering, hoping to rebuild my future and one day help rebuild my homeland. 🇵🇸❤️ I haven’t received a single donation in days, and I’m struggling to keep this dream alive. If you can, please support me with any amount or share my fundraiser. Every contribution brings me one step closer to continuing my education and rebuilding my future.🥺🙏 chuffed.org/project/201067

After three years of war and genocide, during which I lost almost everything… my home, my job, my stability, and everything I had built through years of hard work. But they could not take my dream away from me. I am a civil engineer from Gaza. My workplace was destroyed, my life changed completely, and I found myself facing a reality I never chose. But I refuse to let the war be the end, and I refuse to spend the rest of my life held captive by what it destroyed. Today, I am starting over, not because the road has become easier, but because giving up is not an option. This semester, I began studying for a master’s degree in Geomatics Engineering, taking my first steps toward reclaiming my future and fulfilling my dream of becoming a successful engineer who contributes his knowledge and experience to rebuilding my homeland and reconstructing what the war has destroyed. I may have lost years of my life, countless opportunities, and the security I had every right to enjoy, but I still have the determination to start from scratch, even if I have to carve my way through the rubble. We, the people of Gaza, may have our homes destroyed, our jobs taken away, and our dreams scattered by war, but it will never decide on our behalf how our story ends. This is not merely the beginning of my master’s studies; it is the beginning of a new battle, a battle of knowledge, determination, and rebuilding the future. I will keep moving forward, for myself, for my children, and for a homeland that deserves to rise again. 🇵🇸❤️ A photo from my bachelor’s degree graduation celebrations in Civil Engineering.❤️

The hardest part of war is not only losing your home and your job, but also losing the ability to provide your children with their most basic needs, while trying with every bit of strength you have left to keep standing for their sake. All I wish for today is to be able to provide food for my children, medical treatment for my family, and give them some sense of safety amid all this suffering. I haven’t received any donations for days, and I am still trying to meet my family’s basic needs amid extremely difficult living conditions. I cannot hide how worried I feel as I think about how to provide food and medicine for my children. I am not asking for much. I am simply trying to provide my family with the most basic necessities of life. But I can no longer face all these burdens alone. Please, do not leave my family to face these circumstances alone. Your donation, no matter how small, or even sharing my post, could help me provide food and medicine for the people I love and give us some hope to keep going for another day. chuffed.org/project/201067

Today, I want to share something from my life with you… something that still hurts me whenever I remember it, a wound the war left in my heart that will not heal easily. 💔 I had a very close friend named Haitham. He was not just a friend; he was like a brother who had been by my side since childhood. We grew up together, shared days, memories, and dreams, until we reached university and studied the same major, civil engineering. We dreamed of continuing our education together, building our future with our own hands, and watching our dreams come true day after day. Haitham was such a big part of my life that when my son was born, I chose to name him Haitham, in honor of my friend whom I loved like a brother. I never imagined that one day this name would become a memory carrying so much pain within it. 💔 Then the war came and changed everything. Three months after the war began, I was forced to flee to southern Gaza, while Haitham remained in the north. Despite the distance, the fear, and the bombing, we continued to communicate regularly, trying to check on each other amid that hell. I had no idea that our conversations would one day become the last thing I had left of him. Then came the day when Israeli occupation aircraft targeted him, and Haitham was killed in the north. My friend was gone, and I never even had the chance to embrace him one last time. Because the Israeli occupation had separated northern Gaza from southern Gaza, I could not reach him. I could not say goodbye to him or stand by his side in his final moments. Imagine losing the person closest to your heart, knowing that he is gone forever, while being unable even to reach him and hold him one last time. I never imagined that Haitham would leave my life this way, without a goodbye, without one final meeting, and without me telling him how much he meant to me. So many words remained in my heart, and so many dreams we had planned together, but the war stole our chance to fulfill them. Afterward, I fell into an extremely difficult psychological state. I could not accept his loss, and it was not easy for me to comprehend that the friend who grew up with me and shared my dreams would no longer be there to see what we had hoped to achieve together. His departure felt as though a part of my own life had left with him. But despite all this pain, I finally decided to rise again and continue along the path we had once promised to complete together. I decided to begin my master's degree in Geomatics Engineering, not only for my own future, but also out of loyalty to my friend, to honor his memory, and to hold on to the promise we made to each other. Perhaps I will never be able to share the joy of graduation with him, and I will never see him standing by my side as we once dreamed. But I want to complete this journey carrying his memory in my heart, feeling that I am fulfilling a promise whose meaning the war could never erase. May God have mercy on my dear friend Haitham, grant him the highest place in Paradise, and reunite us there one day. May his soul rest in eternal peace. 🤲💔

After three years of war and genocide, during which I lost almost everything… my home, my job, my stability, and everything I had built through years of hard work. But they could not take my dream away from me. I am a civil engineer from Gaza. My workplace was destroyed, my life changed completely, and I found myself facing a reality I never chose. But I refuse to let the war be the end, and I refuse to spend the rest of my life held captive by what it destroyed. Today, I am starting over, not because the road has become easier, but because giving up is not an option. This semester, I began studying for a master’s degree in Geomatics Engineering, taking my first steps toward reclaiming my future and fulfilling my dream of becoming a successful engineer who contributes his knowledge and experience to rebuilding my homeland and reconstructing what the war has destroyed. I may have lost years of my life, countless opportunities, and the security I had every right to enjoy, but I still have the determination to start from scratch, even if I have to carve my way through the rubble. We, the people of Gaza, may have our homes destroyed, our jobs taken away, and our dreams scattered by war, but it will never decide on our behalf how our story ends. This is not merely the beginning of my master’s studies; it is the beginning of a new battle, a battle of knowledge, determination, and rebuilding the future. I will keep moving forward, for myself, for my children, and for a homeland that deserves to rise again. 🇵🇸❤️ A photo from my bachelor’s degree graduation celebrations in Civil Engineering.❤️