This isn’t just text it’s a desperate plea from a mother in Gaza.
My daughter Alma hasn’t felt full in days
Every night she looks at me with tired eyes and whispers: “Mama, I’m hungry…”
And every night, my heart breaks because I have nothing left to give her
This isn’t just text it’s a desperate plea from a mother in Gaza.
My daughter Alma hasn’t felt full in days
Every night she looks at me with tired eyes and whispers: “Mama, I’m hungry…”
And every night, my heart breaks because I have nothing left to give her
Please don’t look away. Your kindness can give her food, medicine, and hope. Help Alma survive
Please don’t look away. Your kindness can give her food, medicine, and hope. Help Alma survive