Hello, My name is Soliman — a young man and student from Gaza, carrying a burden far heavier than my age. Between my studies and the hardships of daily life, I try to be the backbone of my family in the most difficult of times.
We once had a small farm — olive and citrus trees, and a greenhouse where we planted not only crops, but our dreams. It was our only source of income, and more than that, a place full of memories, hope, and the kind of laughter that made life a little easier.
But in a single moment, everything was gone. A fire reduced our years of hard work to ashes. We lost our livelihood, our stability — and with it, a part of our soul.
Despite the pain, I’m doing everything I can to start again. I’m trying to keep my family standing, and to find even the smallest light of hope to restore our strength, dignity, and humanity.
I share my story not to ask for sympathy, but with honesty and hope — wishing it might reach a kind heart. If you’re able to help, even by simply sharing this, it could be a lifeline.
💌 Here’s the link to our GoFundMe campaign: https://gofund.me/da782c66
Every kind word, every share, every small donation — means the world to us.
From the bottom of my heart, thank you for taking a moment to read my story.
