~Journalist Hamed.Sbeata 🇵🇸

Over the past two years of war in Gaza, we’ve lost everything our home, our work, our projects, and even our sense of safety. We’ve seen hell with our own eyes and lived through days we never thought we’d survive. Today, we’re trying to start from zero to rebuild what the war has destroyed, not just in bricks and stone, but in broken dreams and exhausted souls. We’re not asking for much, but we believe that every hand extended in support, no matter how small, can make a real difference. Your support isn’t just a donation it’s a message of hope, a breath of life in the face of devastation. Be part of this hope. Help us rebuild a future rooted in dignity and humanity. chuffed.org/project/hamedand…

I am Hamed sbeata , a Palestinian journalist and documentary filmmaker from Gaza, now based in Amsterdam. For three years, I documented the war in Gaza, covering human stories, daily struggles, and life under conflict. I have worked with international media organizations and contributed to documentaries and visual stories. I am now looking to connect with journalists, filmmakers, and media professionals in Europe to share my work and collaborate on new stories

We are working on a new documentary that documents my life as my journalistic work during the war in Gaza and shows the extent of the suffering I have experienced through displacement and my documentation of difficult events and the period of famine. I have gone through many events and difficult days. I hope that Ida will not return

The world will never forgive or forget !

Gaza, art is not a luxury, but a language of life. Young people and artists turn challenges into sources of inspiration, drawing, writing, representing, and singing sincerely that touches the heart. Despite the lack of possibilities, creativity imposes its presence, stressing that talent is not besieged, and that the human spirit is capable of creating beauty even in the harshest circumstances

Here was our region, our homes and our memories, the childhood we were living, there is nothing left, no one can return to the area, everything has become rubble and memories

In the corridors of Gaza's hospitals, my meetings with MSF delegations were not just a passing journalistic dialogues, but were a living testimony to human cohesion at its finest. It is very difficult, even painful, to document the moments of departure of these volunteers who have donated their time and lives to heal our wounds and support our exhausted medical staff. Seeing them leave leaves a twig in the heart; not only because we lose their experiences, but because their departure reminds us of the magnitude of the isolation we live in the midst of this destruction. They leave with their bodies, but the stories of their steadfastness with our patients remain engraved in the memory of every hospital and a corner.

Over the two years of the war, the camera was not just a documentation tool, it was a burdened witness to the pain of the tents. I saw behind the lens what the tongue cannot describe; mothers improving patience out of nowhere, children chasing a living in distant queues, and an arduous daily journey to secure a drink of water. But the greatest pain was when my status as a journalist was mixed with my pain as a human being; when I had to document the displacement of my family, and observe their forced departure towards the unknown through my lens. They are not just reports, but parts of our souls that we put in your hands to convey to the world a voice that tries to stay in the rubble.

More than 30,000 tents in Gaza are flooding right now, just before suhoor during Ramadan. The situation is catastrophic beyond words!!!

In recent days, videos have spread showing free food tables set up among the rubble in Gaza. The scenes look beautiful: children smiling, displaced people happy to receive a good meal after a long period of severe hunger. And we truly thank anyone who helps in any way. But what is not shown in the videos is very different. What is filmed is often only dozens or maybe a few hundred people receiving food, while hundreds of thousands of displaced people receive nothing. And even those who do get food usually receive just one meal at the moment of filming, not regular food throughout the week or the month as viewers might imagine. Many families are still living in tents until today, and their food depends on canned goods, if they can find any at all. Behind the camera there are long lines, children returning without food, and mothers trying to calm their hungry kids. The images that spread online show a brief moment of hope, but they do not reflect the full reality. The painful truth is that aid still does not reach everyone, and many people are still struggling each day just to find something to eat

With their tiny feet, they kick away despair and leap over the pain. This is Gaza-where dreams never fall, even when the walls do

First Suhoor this Ramadan in Gaza

So many kids in Gaza robbed of their childhood

Ramadan Mubarak from Jabaliya camp, northern Gaza

it’s the first Ramadan without saleh 💔💔

Hello Ramdan From Gaza

Dear God, we want to live, have mercy on us

Nine hours to stop a fire in a residential building in Gaza because the Civil Defence doesn’t have any reliable equipment after Israeli occupation had destroyed everything and is still banning entry of any new equipment..