8 months of cruel war passed, as if it were 80 years of torment, hunger, and fear☹️
This is my mother who makes bread for us to satisfy our hunger
Please allow me to share with you the story of how we got bread
💔My brother walked for nearly an hour to get flour, but he always returned with nothing, just a feeling of sadness and oppression.
💔After a full week, my brother was able to provide the flour, and then my mother got up, eliminating the pain in her hand and back muscles that had worsened due to the war, to knead the bread.
💔And then the process of collecting old wood and cardboard from the streets in order to light a fire, which also caused my mother a severe allergy, but we have no choice, as death and disease are inevitably ahead of us. 🥺
Please help my mother, father and brothers to travel to a safe place 🙏$5 may seem small to you, but it is enough to save the lives of souls exhausted by hunger and fatigue🙏🙏