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Once again, after our recent displacement,I find myself forced to dig a pit for the bathroom with my own hands, because there is no infrastructure in the land where we now live. With only simple tools ,I try to provide my family with the most basic needs of life...

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โ€œMy Childโ€™s Dreamโ€ฆ A Loaf of Breadโ€ Todayโ€ฆ after three long days of hunger and emptiness, we finally got just one kilogram of flour. Yes โ€” after going three whole days without a single bite of food, we were able to get this small amount thanks to your generous donations. That single kilogram of flour cost $70 today โ€” an unthinkable price, but for us, it meant life. I baked eight small loaves from it. We shared them between us โ€” my wife, my children, and me โ€” with nothing to eat alongside. No oil, no thyme, not even salt. Just the bread. And it felt like a feast. But the moment I will never forget was when my child saw the bread for the first time in days. He ran to me at the door, screaming with joy, as if I had brought him a toy heโ€™d dreamed of for months, as if that warm bread was a piece of happiness we had long lost. We love life. We want to live. We want to feed our children. We donโ€™t want to die of hunger. And today, our biggest dreamโ€ฆ is simply a bag of flour. That dream now costs $1,000 โ€” yes, $1,000 for a single bag of flour. This is my childโ€™s dream โ€” not a toy, not clothes, just something to eat. Pleaseโ€ฆ Keep donating. Keep reaching out with compassion and kindness. Every loaf of bread you help provide is a heartbeat for us. From the hearts of hungry mothers and children, we say: Thank youโ€ฆ and please, donโ€™t forget us.

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