I hope you read my message ..
I am Mohammed from Gaza. I lived 3 wars of killing, destruction and starvation with my poor family.
We sleep at the sound of bombs and shelling from time to time.
I write my message, my hands are shaking, my eyes cry.
I live for hours and days and cannot provide food and drink for my young children.
The reason I am writing this message is the extreme poverty my children live and live in
In this big prison in Gaza.
I hope people of merciful hearts will donate my children and thank you for your humanity
Help us survive.