Hello, my name is Niso. I’m 18 years old, living in Gaza with my family. Every day, we wake up to the sounds of war and go to sleep uncertain if we’ll see tomorrow. Our home has been partially destroyed by bombings, and we are living through unimaginable fear and hunger.
Despite everything, I still dream. I dream of becoming a nurse — of helping others, of healing, of hope. But right now, I need your help to survive and to keep that dream alive.
I’m trying to continue my education, but I lack the most basic materials: books, paper, pens — even tuition feels out of reach. More urgently, my family is struggling to find food. Famine is real here. We’re not just fighting for our future — we’re fighting for our next meal.
Please, if you can, open your heart and donate. Your kindness could mean the difference between life and death for my family… between giving up, and holding on to hope.
Thank you for seeing us. Thank you for caring.
With love and prayers,
Niso
