There are moments in Gaza when suffering becomes so ordinary that people stop asking for solutions.
They begin asking only for the smallest relief. A little less pain.
A child who sleeps through the night.
When I entered the clinic that morning, I noticed a young woman carrying a baby so small that I could not tell whether the child was a newborn or simply made tiny by hardship.
When her turn came, she gently placed the baby on my desk and said:
“I want any cream you have.” Any cream. Not a specific medicine. Not a particular treatment.
Just anything.
She uncovered the baby and showed me the severe rash covering much of the child’s fragile skin.
“I treat the baby with whatever free creams I can find in clinics,” she explained.
“Anything helps.”
As she spoke, I noticed something else. The baby was not wearing a diaper. Only pieces of cloth.
I asked why.
“I can’t afford diapers,” she replied calmly. “I wash these and use them again.”
Then she added that they were living in a tent and that her husband had suffered a serious foot injury and was unable to work.
“I’m not asking for much,” she said.
“I only want a cream.”
But what caught my attention most was not the rash.
It was the malnutrition.
The baby was severely underweight. The kind of malnutrition that is visible before any examination even begins.
So I asked the mother whether she had noticed.
She nodded. “Yes, I know.”
Then she said something I cannot forget: “When the baby gets older, things will get better.”
Not because she truly believed it.
But because hope was cheaper than treatment.
And treatment was something she could no longer afford. That was the moment that broke me.
Not the tent. Not the poverty. Not even the illness.
But the fact that this mother had lowered her expectations so much that she no longer dreamed of proper medical care, diapers, or adequate nutrition.
She came asking for the smallest thing she could imagine. A tube of cream.
Any cream.
Something that might make the baby hurt a little less.
The baby could not have been more than five months old.
Too young to understand war. Too young to understand poverty. Yet already carrying both on that tiny body.
There is something profoundly cruel about a world in which a mother’s greatest hope for her child is no longer a better future.
Only a little less suffering tonight.
#WoundedGaza
Everyone has abandoned me;now the burden has become too heavy.
I have been let down so many times, and everyone has ignored my pleas for help.
My daughter's condition has become critical;she has been in intensive care for 16 days.
in the name of humanity, to consider my daughter
A video circulating online shows a Palestinian child named Ayoub Junaid crying over his broken glasses.
Ayoub explained that his lenses and frames shattered after he accidentally dropped them
تكفي هذه الصورة 👇 المؤلمة المحزنة للطفل الغزاوي و هو يقلب نظاراته الطبية المنكسرة في وجع لتكره اليهود ما حييت وتكره كل من يساندهم من جلدتنا ما حييت وتكره كل مطبع خانع مذل ما حييت
With heartbreaking tears and a voice filled with grief, young Ayoub Junaid weeps inside the displacement camps in the Gaza Strip, clutching the shattered pieces of his medical glasses which broke after he fell.
💔 It’s been a week since I started asking for help a whole week and no one has responded
I’m not asking for much, just $50a small amount for many but for me it means continuing my education and not losing my future.
I’m tired of waiting
If you can help, please don’t ignore me ��
Black, Palestinian🫶🏽🇵🇸, and the sole" survival line for my family. Every day is a battle to keep them alive. Your humanity is our only hope.
Please stand with us
🍉✊😥🇵🇸👇
https://t.co/E7TbF8Pshx
Ayyoub Junaid, a child living in a displacement camp in Gaza, lost his medical eyeglasses after they were broken in a fall. He suffers from severe vision problems and urgently needs a replacement pair, amid the ongoing shortage of medical supplies and limited access to essential healthcare.
لاحول ولاقوة الا بالله!
رجل في هذا العمر، كان من المفترض أن يكون في بيته معزز مكرم، تحيط به عائلته وأبناؤه وأحفاده. لا أن يُترك في الشارع بهذا الشكل، ينتظر نهايته وحيداً..
هل كانت الدنيا قاسية هكذا دائماً، أم أن هذا الزمن فقد شيئاً من إنسانيته؟
ISRAEL IS GOING TO MURDER THESE INNOCENT KIDS FOR NOTHING. YOUR SILENT IS LETTING IT HAPPEN. SPEAK UPPPP FFS THEY'RE JS KIDS WTF THEY DID TO DESERVE THIS