casey
@casey@kafeneio.social  ·  activity timestamp 11 hours ago
Casey, a white woman with brown hair, wearing a black keffiyeh, talks to the camera. A clip from a video call between Casey and Eslam, a Palestinian mother wearing a black hijab appears. The camera shows Eslam’s 3 young sons. Everyone smiles & waves. An image of the 3 children looking at the camera, seated on the ground, surrounded by their open tent, sitting around a large pan of rice. An image of the 3 children crouched on the ground. Another image appears of a woman sitting on the rubble, what was once their home. Casey speaks to Eslam’s sister as she introduces her young son. They all wave and smile to each other. A screenshot of Eslam’s Gaza Verified webpage appears. Video call between the child and Casey. Casey’s black cat jumps onto the back of her chair, making one of the children point and exclaim. An image of a woman in a hijab crouched and tending to a fire with a large pot on top of it. An image of the three children each holding an apple. Two images appear, one stating “Before” of one of the children looking healthy. The second image states “After”, and displays the same child, now with a rash on his face. Image of the children outside, one isholding a very large, empty cooking pot. Casey makes air quotes when she says “ceasefire” and “peace plan”. An image of buildings turned to rubble. Another image of one of the young boys lying on a bed, looking exhausted with a bandage wrapped around his left knee and foot. A GoFundMe QR code appears at the end of the video.
casey
@casey@kafeneio.social  ·  activity timestamp 11 hours ago
Casey, a white woman with brown hair, wearing a black keffiyeh, talks to the camera. A clip from a video call between Casey and Eslam, a Palestinian mother wearing a black hijab appears. The camera shows Eslam’s 3 young sons. Everyone smiles & waves. An image of the 3 children looking at the camera, seated on the ground, surrounded by their open tent, sitting around a large pan of rice. An image of the 3 children crouched on the ground. Another image appears of a woman sitting on the rubble, what was once their home. Casey speaks to Eslam’s sister as she introduces her young son. They all wave and smile to each other. A screenshot of Eslam’s Gaza Verified webpage appears. Video call between the child and Casey. Casey’s black cat jumps onto the back of her chair, making one of the children point and exclaim. An image of a woman in a hijab crouched and tending to a fire with a large pot on top of it. An image of the three children each holding an apple. Two images appear, one stating “Before” of one of the children looking healthy. The second image states “After”, and displays the same child, now with a rash on his face. Image of the children outside, one isholding a very large, empty cooking pot. Casey makes air quotes when she says “ceasefire” and “peace plan”. An image of buildings turned to rubble. Another image of one of the young boys lying on a bed, looking exhausted with a bandage wrapped around his left knee and foot. A GoFundMe QR code appears at the end of the video.
Naeema
@naeemafamily@mastodon.social  ·  activity timestamp 22 hours ago
Naeema
@naeemafamily@mastodon.social  ·  activity timestamp 22 hours ago
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@abeerabed22@mastodon.social  ·  activity timestamp 4 days ago
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Naeema
@naeemafamily@mastodon.social  ·  activity timestamp 6 days ago
Naeema
@naeemafamily@mastodon.social  ·  activity timestamp 6 days ago
Naeema
@naeemafamily@mastodon.social  ·  activity timestamp 6 days ago
Naeema
@naeemafamily@mastodon.social  ·  activity timestamp 6 days ago
Naeema
@naeemafamily@mastodon.social  ·  activity timestamp 6 days ago
Naeema
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@salemgaza@mastodon.social  ·  activity timestamp 2 weeks ago
Salem Dawoud
@salemgaza@mastodon.social  ·  activity timestamp 2 weeks ago
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Naeema
@naeemafamily@mastodon.social  ·  activity timestamp 2 weeks ago
*"Ashes and Light"* Once I held dreams like stars in my hand, Bright with promise, bold and grand. But time, like wind, swept some away, And left the sky a little gray. Paths I carved with heart and flame, Now whispers lost, with none to name. What once was clear is now unknown, And some sweet seeds were never sown. Yet in the quiet of the night, A softer voice begins to light. It sings not of what’s gone and past, But of small hopes that still hold fast. A single flower in broken stone, A breath that rises when I'm alone. Dreams may fall, but not in vain— They plant new roots beneath the pain. And though I walk through shadows deep, I guard the sparks I choose to keep. For even when the stars grow cold, The soul can kindle dreams untold. – by Haneen
*"Ashes and Light"* Once I held dreams like stars in my hand, Bright with promise, bold and grand. But time, like wind, swept some away, And left the sky a little gray. Paths I carved with heart and flame, Now whispers lost, with none to name. What once was clear is now unknown, And some sweet seeds were never sown. Yet in the quiet of the night, A softer voice begins to light. It sings not of what’s gone and past, But of small hopes that still hold fast. A single flower in broken stone, A breath that rises when I'm alone. Dreams may fall, but not in vain— They plant new roots beneath the pain. And though I walk through shadows deep, I guard the sparks I choose to keep. For even when the stars grow cold, The soul can kindle dreams untold. – by Haneen
*"Ashes and Light"* Once I held dreams like stars in my hand, Bright with promise, bold and grand. But time, like wind, swept some away, And left the sky a little gray. Paths I carved with heart and flame, Now whispers lost, with none to name. What once was clear is now unknown, And some sweet seeds were never sown. Yet in the quiet of the night, A softer voice begins to light. It sings not of what’s gone and past, But of small hopes that still hold fast. A single flower in broken stone, A breath that rises when I'm alone. Dreams may fall, but not in vain— They plant new roots beneath the pain. And though I walk through shadows deep, I guard the sparks I choose to keep. For even when the stars grow cold, The soul can kindle dreams untold. – by Haneen
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Raphaellakay
@raphaellakay@mastodon.world  ·  activity timestamp 2 weeks ago
Raphaellakay
@raphaellakay@mastodon.world  ·  activity timestamp 2 weeks ago
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