Stephanie: Congratulations! You have won a lifetime supply of lemons!
Black Mask: You only gave me one lemon
Stephanie, pulling out a gun: yep
Dear Humanity,
I'm Haya from Gaza , from a family of 8 people: my parents, two sons, and four daughters (two of them suffer from allergies).
I've witnessed the evidence of the tragedy that has struck our lives in Gaza, where my family and I have survived amidst numerous previous wars. But today, we face the most dangerous and fierce battle in the current war. The urgent need intensifies for us, as we have nothing left and are unable to secure our basic needs such as food, water, and safe shelter.
Here is our story - On October 7th, our lives changed forever, my family and I evacuated from northern Gaza to southern Gaza, hoping to return soon, but it wasn't meant to be. Our home was surrounded, burned, and then completely destroyed, Our home, once a fortress of hope, now lay in ruins, a stark reminder of our shattered dreams.
The night before we left from the north to the south was terrifying. Shelling sounds were everywhere, making a loud noise that felt like it went through our souls. Every explosions shook the ground like earthquakes, sending shockwaves of fear through our trembling bodies. filling us with fear. The air smelled of destruction and blood, making it hard to breathe. When dawn came, we saw the devastation around us, realizing our home was now a symbol of loss and despair.
We ran into the streets and with each step we took into the unknown streets, we felt as if we were plunging deeper into the abyss of our shattered existence, leaving behind everything we own in our home: Clothes, important official documents, the car, and literally it's almost everything - the enormity of our loss weighed heavily upon us.
Our home it was where we found hope, safety, and made precious memories. Losing it felt like losing years of our lives, leaving us adrift amidst the wreckage of our shattered existence.
A brief video depicting the devastation that struck our home and our entire neighborhood in Gaza.
Desperate Plea: Escaping Gaza's Allergy Nightmare
I, Haya, suffer from severe allergy to penicillin-derived medications, and my sister, Amal, also suffers from severe allergies to medications from my family such as Paracetamol and Ibuprofen.
These allergies create a deep sense of fear and anxiety for us, as we live in a constant state of tension and fear of anything that may require a visit to the hospital. We fear being given inappropriate medications due to the unavailability of suitable treatments in Gaza because of war or lack of awareness and not informing the doctor of our allergies, which could lead to serious consequences threatening our lives.
MY Father Income
Our dreams are heading towards oblivion in the labyrinth of an uncertain future
My story, along with my siblings, represents a united team of four individuals, three of whom are skilled programmers and one graphic designer. We work as freelancers in the world of freelancing.
As for my younger sister, she is a student studying at the College of Architecture. She has always carried a big dream in her heart, a dream of being part of changing Gaza, of making it more beautiful and better. She looked forward to the day when she would receive her degree and start building this dream. But the beginning of the war changed everything. The destruction of infrastructure and universities cast shadows of despair over her dreams.
When I think of my brother in Belgium, I can't help but feel deep sadness. He has been suffering from unbearable anxiety and insomnia since the outbreak of the war. Sleep eludes him at night, and his physical and mental health collapses under the weight of these heavy burdens, negatively affecting his performance at work. Problems and challenges pile up in front of him without the slightest opportunity for rest.
We all feel psychological pressure and extreme anxiety. The war hasn't been limited to external attacks but has deeply infiltrated our daily lives. We search among the rubble for a little safety and the basic resources for survival. Every day comes with a new challenge that we must overcome.
As we sway amidst the rubble of shattered dreams, our souls wrestle and our hearts beat strongly challenging the ravages of war.
Our parents earnestly seek a way to rescue us from this hell, feeling the heavy responsibility for every moment we spend under the shadows of fear and destruction. They dream of a safe place where they can build for us a better future, filled with security and hope, for we deserve life in all its meanings of comfort and peace.
Perhaps this fundraising campaign represents a light in the midst of darkness, it is indeed the only hope we cling to firmly.
I appeal to the world as a whole to hear my cry and the mournful cry of my family in Gaza. We need the helping hand that reaches out to wipe our tears and build a bridge to safety.
Your donation is not just a donation; it's an opportunity to rebuild life and brighten a better tomorrow. Be part of our hopeful story, for we need your hand to start anew.
The purpose of the fundraising campaign
The goal of this fundraising campaign is to rescue my family - my parents, my siblings, and me - through the Rafah Crossing to Egypt, which currently requires $5000 per person. This campaign is our only chance to stay alive, and I humbly request your assistance at this critical time. I will provide you with a comprehensive breakdown of the expenses, committing to transparency and clarity.
Thank you for your kindness and support.
.جزاكم الله خيراً
yours sincerely;
Haya Alshawish.
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I love these comics by Nathan W. Pyle.
I think everyone would benefit from giving laughter more freely. Let yourself be easily amused. Laugh with your whole body. Throw your head back and shriek and cackle and snicker. Get Silly. Find humor wherever you can, even in embarrassing or unfortunate situations. Especially in embarrassing or unfortunate situations. Laugh at yourself. Everything is stupid and ridiculous so why not have a good time about it.
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The Last Of Us series is just straight up amazing.
I love almost every decision they've made in producing this adaptation.
I love this kind of details, every time Ellie is introduced to us in a new chapter, it's in this kind of angelic light.
In the first episode, she's sitting right in front of the window, the only illuminated place in the room.
Man I love this silly little things.
I just love how they crafted Joel's and Tess's relationship. In the videogame we don't get a deep analysis of it, it's just hinted that they're friends and maybe something more, so when she dies, we don't feel as bad as we do in yhe series.
But in the series there's a much deeper implication, tanks to the amazing actors, that with just a few lines make you able to see right through them.
In this interview, we get Tess's actress's insight.
"You have to be true to the characters... There's no part of Joel that's touchy-feely. There's no part of Tess that's gonna be like, 'Let's have a deeper, meaningful [conversation] about where we're at.' There's no option to kind of show that, it would do a disservice to the game."
"So you kind of steal your minutes," she continued. "I mean, the first time you see them, Tess has been beat up, Joel's knocked himself out. She comes in and crawls into bed and he rolls over and she puts her arm around him and I think you kind of don't really need any more. That sort of just says it all, who they are to each other, in just that little gesture."
At the end of the chapter, Tess says:
Joel was never able to get involved in deep emotional relationships, not with Tess, not with anyone. I believe that Tess and him were best friends, partners for life, they had a raw type of trust with each other, Joel trusted her with the decisions about the batteries and where to go, if taking one way or the other, knowing she would make a good decision.
And Tess felt about Joel how he couldn't feel about her, the desperation needed in the apocalypse to have any real connection with anyone. But she already had it, just not in the way she craved for.
And that's what hurts the most about this scene.
I believe this change was intended with a more profound meaning than her death in the videogame.
It's a last kiss. One that could've been with Joel, but it wasn't.
It's a final kiss.
She's terrified, she knows this is her last breath, that could've been with the person she trusted the most, but instead was with her guillotine. She knows she's not getting out of this one.
She lets the infection expand trough his body, go into her lungs and become her, just to blow everything up right after.
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