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University student Tuition Fees

Education

University student Tuition Fees

Help Abdallah Pursue His Dream Education at AUB Who I Am: My name is Abdallah, a Lebanese student recently accepted into the Applied Mathematics program at the American University of Beirut (AUB)—one of the most respected universities in the region. I come from a family of four and am the eldest child. I’ve always been deeply passionate about science, learning, and innovation. I plan to pursue a double degree in Applied Mathematics and Mechanical Engineering, combining advanced theory with practical application to help shape a better future for Lebanon. Why I Need Your Help: My dream of attending AUB is at risk due to serious financial challenges. My father works for General Security and has completed his required years of service, but continues working because our family depends on his income. He suffers from several chronic health conditions, including sleep apnea and restless leg syndrome, and must use a CPAP machine every night. My mother is unemployed, and with Lebanon’s ongoing economic crisis, we are struggling to meet basic financial needs. To make matters harder, my grandfather has been battling cancer for the past three years. His treatments have required continuous care and placed a significant financial burden on our family. We have medical documents to verify these circumstances and can provide them upon request. Despite our best efforts to manage these expenses, we simply cannot cover my university education without support. What Your Support Will Do: Government aid has helped me with schooling in the past, but it is not enough to fund my university education. This GoFundMe campaign is to raise money for my tuition and essential academic expenses at AUB. With your help, I will be able to pursue my education fully, without the heavy weight of financial stress. I have always taken initiative in my learning—completing college-level courses online through Coursera, attending free summer programs, and teaching myself German to expand my horizons. I even received an honorary award in physics at school. I learn quickly and strive to apply what I study in real and meaningful ways. Where This Will Lead: Lebanon has many talented youth, but limited access to innovation and advanced scientific research. I want to help change that. My goal is to use my education in applied mathematics and engineering to contribute to Lebanon’s scientific development and to help connect our country to global advancements. When I Need the Help: I have already been accepted into AUB, and I need funding as soon as possible to confirm my place and start in the upcoming academic year. Every donation—big or small—brings me one step closer to making this dream a reality.

$0 raised Of $25,000

Help Abdullah Feed His Children in Crisis

Emergency

Help Abdullah Feed His Children in Crisis

My name is Abdullah Murad, a father of three children. Every day I wake up to the sounds of bombing instead of sounds of hope. I carry my children in my arms, running with them from street to street, from rubble to rubble... searching for life amidst death. Our home is gone, and everything we own has turned to dust. We try to survive under a barrage of bombs, hunger, and fear. Every day I count my children before I go to sleep, and thank God that they are all by my side... I don't know if tomorrow will steal one of them from me. We are facing genocide here in Gaza. All I want is to save my family, to find them a safe place, clean food, clean water, and a small dose of hope. I ask you, from the heart of a broken father, to help me protect my children and give me a chance to save our lives. Every contribution, no matter how small, makes a huge difference to us Abdullah Murad tiene a su cargo sus tres hijos pequeños y su vieja madre. La alimentación de la familia es una ardua lucha diaria Mire, en vídeo del enlace bajo, a estos hermosos niños, sienta su alegría cuando alguien hace una donación y su padre trae frutas, verduras, comida; Abdulla, como todos em Gaza no tiene trabajo, Gaza no tiene trabajo. La familia ya ha sido desplazada cinco viajes por orden del ejército israelí: cada viaje cuesta, a lo menos, 100 dólares, y todo el dinero que resulta de sus campañas, y es poco, se destina a alimentar a los niños y a la abuela. Abdullah me dijo que a menudo se queda sin comer para que los niños no se vayan a la cama con el estómago vacío. Con nuestra ayuda él podrá traer alimentos indispensables para sus niños. Cualquier ayuda es buena, no importa la cantidad, con muchos amigos será suficiente.

$20 raised Of $7,000

THE ONLY HOPE

Family

THE ONLY HOPE

My toddler and my girlfriend were burnt, but they manage to survive the entire odeal with burnt injuries and I had also survive too, maybe someone dropped a cigarette in anger or to celebrate the co-op. Maybe a match was thrown. Maybe someone lit the stove, to brew a kettle for tea. Maybe they knew that if they lit the stove now, right by where they knew the gas leak was, then everyone would realize all the other things wrong with the house. Maybe they loved us when they wanted to make us tea. The house is burning down now. Or maybe it’s already burnt to the ground. I can’t tell because there’s ash in my eyes. I’m kneeling on the lawn with nothing but the shreds of my own shirt to stay the blood and wipe off the soot from the people running out from inside the house. I’m working with only a rudimentary knowledge of first aid, stuff I learned when I was 13 and trying to get a babysitting license. We have little to no real supplies, but adrenaline is pumping through my veins and my tunnel vision is on the burn victims, the ones with their lungs clogged with ash. We are untrained and unskilled, but we have our shirts, vague memories of what someone once told us, and love for these people with whom we shared a home. THERE ARE people running in and out to save things from the house. Part of me wants to yell, “Not now, you will get hurt; not now, we need you on the lawn for first aid; please!” I don’t yell. I know they need what they’re running back for. I know that there are things in that house that kept us alive when we lived there. Some only bring back an inhaler, some frantically pack large suitcases, some try and carry out our favorite sofa together. I am still holding my makeshift rag. I think I will go back for what I need when the fire has run its course. I am not the only one holding tatters of shirt like this. Sometimes, the ash clouds the corners of my vision, and I don’t see them, but they are there and running and kneeling and sometimes holding their rag to the burns I barely feel on the backs of my legs. Others are offering the inhaler they ran inside for to anyone who needs it. Others have the bottle of water they happened to be holding when the fire started; they offer it now, rationed to wash off the rags, or as inadequate salve on raw throats. There are some who ran from the house, across the lawn, and kept running. My mouth falls open as they cross the lawn and keep going down the street. I don’t stop any of them. Some just need to get away from the fire. Some run to an EMT training. I wonder if I would be better right now if I went to EMT training, but more people are running out of the house and collapsing on the grass. I look over my shoulder at those running and I miss them already, but my feet are glued to the ground, and my shirt-rag-blood-towel is clutched tight in my hand. I turn back around to the house, to my housemates on the grass, gasping for air. I kneel beside them again, and say a prayer for all of us. I know the house is going to burn all the way down. I know that I don’t have enough water, that the gas and the electrical wiring and the damaged walls meant we were vulnerable, that it is nigh inevitable the house won’t be there when I look up, not the house I loved. But as I run around with the rag, I whisper prayers over and over. I pray for my housemates. I pray for burn cream and bandages and a magic wand to heal us. I pray for the opportunity to hold hands with those that I love. Even, especially, the ones who ran away. I want to walk through the ashes. I want to mourn. I want to sit in the wreckage to remember all that I’ve lost. I need to walk slow. I need to sift the ashes in my hands; and if there’s a pearl necklace left in the wreckage, it will be my lifeline.

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Help Sami-Joe Now—Critical Recovery Support Needed

Medical

Help Sami-Joe Now—Critical Recovery Support Needed

Sami-Joe Chamoun, 26 years old, was involved in a serious accident on December 15, 2024. He sustained severe head trauma, including post-traumatic cerebral hemorrhage affecting both cerebral hemispheres, cerebral peduncles, and paraventricular regions. Additionally, he underwent a splenectomy due to internal injuries. Sami-Joe is now experiencing upper limb rigidity, early muscle contractures on the right side, and tetraplegia. Fortunately, he has not developed pressure sores. He is currently receiving care at a physical rehabilitation center but remains in Urgent need of ongoing medical treatment and surgery. The cost of his medical care is rapidly increasing. If you are willing and able to help in any way, your support would be deeply appreciated. Even the smallest contribution can make a significant difference. Thank you for your kindness and support. سامي-جو شمعون، يبلغ من العمر 26 عامًا، تعرض لحادث خطير في 15 ديسمبر 2024. أصيب بإصابة شديدة في الرأس، شملت نزيفًا دماغيًا ما بعد الصدمة أثّر على نصفي الكرة المخية، والسويقات المخية، والمناطق المحيطة بالبطينات. كما خضع لاستئصال الطحال نتيجة إصابات داخلية. يعاني سامي-جو حاليًا من تيبّس في الأطراف العلوية، وتقلصات عضلية مبكرة في الجانب الأيمن، بالإضافة إلى شلل رباعي. ولحسن الحظ، لم يُصب بتقرحات ضغط حتى الآن. يتلقى حاليًا الرعاية في مركز لإعادة التأهيل الجسدي، لكنه لا يزال في حاجة ماسة إلى علاج طبي مستمر وعمليات جراحية. تكاليف علاجه الطبي تزداد بسرعة. إذا كنتم قادرين على المساعدة بأي طريقة، فدعمكم محل تقدير عميق. حتى أصغر مساهمة قد تُحدث فرقًا كبيرًا. شكرًا لطيبتكم ودعمكم.

$15,913 raised Of $50,000

Get medicines for my mom

Medical

Get medicines for my mom

Our beloved mother is currently fighting for her life in the hospital. She has always been the heart of our family — strong, kind, and full of love for everyone around her. Seeing her in pain breaks our hearts every single day. We have started this foundation to support her medical treatment and give her the best care possible. Every little contribution, prayer, and kind word means the world to us. Your help can bring hope to our family and strength to our mother’s fight. Let’s stand together for her recovery and show that love and compassion can heal even the deepest

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Save the Christians of Nigeria and Africa

Emergency

Save the Christians of Nigeria and Africa

Christians across Nigeria are facing extreme persecution: villages burned, churches destroyed, families displaced, and thousands killed by ongoing attacks from militant groups. Many survivors have fled their homes with nothing but the clothes on their backs, struggling to find food, shelter, and safety. The situation is dire, and these communities urgently need our help to survive the coming months. This campaign, organized by Christians of Africa NGO (registered in South Africa), aims to deliver emergency relief to the Christian Association of Nigeria (ICAN) including food, blankets, tents, and safe shelters to displaced Christian families in Nigeria. Every donation will go directly toward providing life-saving support and secure places to rebuild hope. Last month, through God’s mercy and with the support of the International Organization for African Food, I was able to bring food and blankets to 547 desperate families through the Christians of Nigeria Association. I saw mothers crying tears of relief, fathers who had lost everything finally able to feed their children, and little ones sleeping warmly for the first time in weeks. But as the days pass, more and more families are reaching out in fear. The suffering is growing, and I feel the weight of those who are still waiting for help. I want to do even more this month, but I cannot do it alone. Across Nigeria, Christian communities are facing unimaginable darkness. Entire villages have been burned. Churches that once echoed with worship now lie in ashes. Families have been torn apart and thousands of innocent lives have been lost. Many survivors escaped with nothing except the clothes they were wearing when they ran for their lives. They are wandering from place to place searching for food, shelter, safety, and any sign that someone still cares about them. Their pain is overwhelming, and their need is urgent. The Christians of Africa NGO, registered in South Africa, has launched this campaign to support the Christian Association of Nigeria in bringing immediate relief to these suffering families. We are preparing to deliver food, blankets, tents, and safe temporary shelters to those who have been displaced by violence. Every single donation goes directly to easing someone’s pain, comforting a frightened child, feeding a hungry family, and restoring hope to people who feel forgotten. I am asking from the depths of my heart. Please stand with us. Your kindness can change the course of a family’s life. Your support can bring comfort where there is fear, dignity where there is loss, and hope where everything seems broken. Please give today. Their survival may depend on it.

$2,092 raised Of $100,000

ChasingTheChallenger

Other

ChasingTheChallenger

Ever since I was a kid, I’ve dreamed of owning a Dodge Challenger — that iconic muscle car sound, the power, the style, everything about it! I recently found a great used one on Facebook Marketplace, but I’m just short on funds to make it happen. I’m starting this GoFundMe to help make that dream come true. I’m not looking for anything fancy — just enough to cover the cost and get it safely on the road. If you’ve ever chased a dream car or just love seeing someone’s passion come to life, I’d be beyond grateful for your support. Every little bit helps — even sharing this means the world. Let’s make the Challenger roar! 💪🚗🔥

$0 raised Of $17,500

Pads for Her: Dignity in Every Cycle

Emergency

Pads for Her: Dignity in Every Cycle

Millions of girls miss school every month simply because they don’t have access to sanitary pads. This not only affects their education but also their confidence, health, and future opportunities. Your support can change that. By donating, you provide essential menstrual products, restore dignity, and empower girls to attend school and pursue their dreams without interruption. Together, we can ensure that no girl is held back by her period. Join us in making a difference today.

$0 raised Of $6,500

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