Hanan Nasser

Lebanese rescue workers have recovered 12 bodies following last night’s Israeli strikes on the town of Mashghara in the western Bekaa valley in east Lebanon, #Lebanon’s National News Agency reports.

Eight-year-old Malika.    Six-year-old Maria.    Mohammed -- the youngest of the three siblings -- was just 18 months old.    All of them, killed in an Israeli air strike. #Lebanon #Tyre

@fouadkhreiss ضيعتي 😔

طريق حاريص _حداثا 💔

مراسل الجديد: 5 شهداء من عائلة واحدة بغارة استهدفت منزلهم في عربصاليم قضاء النبطية

Lebanon health ministry statistics show 51 people were killed in Israeli strikes in the past 24 hours ... among the dead entire families ... there is no ceasefire ... #Lebanon

@Omsultan1313 I am so sorry for your loss ❤️

شكراً لكل مين اتصل، بعت رسالة، حضر العزا والتعازي، صلى لإلنا، ووقف جنب عيلتنا بهيدا الوقت المؤلم، المفجع والصعب باستشهاد بنت خالتي 🕊️. وجودكم، محبتكم، ودعواتكم الصادقة كانت مصدر عزاء كبير لإلنا، وعيلتي وانا منقدر هالشي أكثر من انه نعرف نعبر عنه بالكلام. ما رح ننسى وقفتكم أبداً. والله يحميكم وما تشوفوا شر ولا ضيم على عيلكم وحبابكم يا رب 🤍

@BobtailSqu1d @bassamkaram @DanielleSawma 🤣🤣🤣

@hanannasser @bassamkaram @DanielleSawma break up from what? if he gets a kiss on the cheek at the end of the prom he's a lucky bastard

نداء من فاعل خير: اللي بعده مفكّر يجيب ولاد ويحطّن بمدارس، يدرس الoffre أدناه جيّدًا

@bassamkaram @DanielleSawma And they break up a week later 😅

@DanielleSawma عم بتخايل رنّة الكف على خلقة ابني هو وجايي يطلب ٦٥ دولار عالشخص ليطلب ورا جردونة تروح معه على سهرة تخرّجن من المدرسة 😂😂😂

@Khawlalovescows Happy birthday ❤️

يمكن بيعطي اكتر ع أبو كيس أو سبع البرومبو ع قولة ستي الله يرحمها.

Following Israel's "ceasefire", the number of wounded children being referred to the American University of Beirut's, Pediatric War Injuries Program, has increased and the severity of their injuries has increased. The majority of the wounded children now need Intensive Care.

@Consuela02_ متل ما عم قلك

@k_diala ❤️❤️❤️

Quand Forough Farroghzad dit « non », elle le dit avec la force de ces poètes qui déchirent son temps pour y ouvrir un passage. Faisant effraction dans la littérature persane moderne, elle refuse d’être une femme qui parle depuis la marge tolérée, le lieu assigné, la place surveillée, mais depuis le centre brûlant de son expérience. Mariée presque enfant, séparée très jeune, privée de son fils, blessée dans son existence la plus intime, elle a connu le prix humain de la liberté. Mais elle a su en faire une force rare, cherchant dans l’épreuve une vérité plus haute. Dans son film documentaire La Maison noire, accessible gratuitement sur internet, elle dit « non » à la lâcheté, à cette habitude qu’ont les sociétés de cacher ce qu’elles ne savent pas aimer. Près de Tabriz, elle filme les lépreux. les visages atteints, les corps marqués. Elle dit non à l’effacement du visage par la blessure, de la dignité par la maladie, de l’existence par le rejet. Elle pose sur le monde un regard qui restitue aux êtres leur présence, leur mystère, leur silence. Un regard de compassion véritable. Non à l’effacement et à l’indifférence. Non au mensonge des apparences, et à la beauté même lorsqu’elle s’achète au prix de l’oubli. Non à ce monde qui ne sait plus faire place à la faiblesse sans l’humilier.

@Consuela02_ أورغانيك

@k_diala 🥰🥰🥰

@k_diala يا سلام واصلة الريحة لهون ❤️❤️

From an interview conducted by Alafdal TV with journalist Zeinab Hajar, who was with Amal Khalil the day they were both intentionally targeted by Israel, resulting in Amal being killed. Zeinab is still recovering in the hospital from her injuries. I have translated parts of the interview below: "When we reached Tiri (in south Lebanon) an Israeli airstrike hit the car in front of us; it also carried relatives of mine. Amal and I immediately got out of the car and took cover under a tiled roof in front of a garage. We felt the danger because there was heavy aerial activity concentrated above us; there were drones and MKs. Suddenly, they fired a missile at Amal’s car. Amal was hurt, and debris from the car started flying at us. Amal moved closer to hug me, and we embraced each other, but the car fire intensified. Amal’s back began to burn because she was embracing me, with her back turned. When she told me, "Zeinab, I’m burning," I grabbed her by her jacket and pulled her into my spot, putting my own back to the car. Amal was bleeding and wounded and began to catch fire from the car’s flames. I protected her with my body, pulled the car’s bumper over us to cover ourselves, but I couldn't hold on; I was burning. I don’t know where God gave me the strength to tear down the garage door behind me. I didn’t just lift it; I ripped it off with my hands, I don’t even know how. Amal crawled inside. She was trying to contact them to come and help, but they couldn't. Amal crawled in and I followed her. We huddled together; her whole hand was burnt by the end. We sat there. Amal was exhausted and bleeding. She leaned in to hug me and said, "Don’t leave me." Finally, I told her, "Amal, I’m drowsy, I want to sleep." I don’t know what happened; a long time passed. I started to drift off while Amal sat beside me. I began to fall asleep, and Amal was sitting next to me on the floor. Both of our phones died. I woke up as the Israeli missile was coming down on us. I don't remember anything else except the last moment I saw Amal; I knew then that Amal was gone."

The car the journalists were driving behind was hit by an Israeli drone at 2:45 pm killing 2 men inside; Zeinab, Amal took shelter in nearby house; At 2:50pm Amal called her editors, family; President Aoun called on Red Cross, army to rescue them; 4:27pm Israel bombed house

هكذا هي الصورة… توثق للقادم سراً… تجمعهم دون أن يدروا أن القدر سيجمعهم… آمال، فاطمة، وعلي… وحمى الله بلال… رسل الحافة، آه على الرسل، يذهبون إلى الحتف ويعودون، ويعيدون الكرّة، مثنى وثلاث ورباع، يوثقون صوراً حدو الموت، ويعودون محملين بالأخبار… ليسوا انتحاريين قط. هؤلاء تحديدا، يعرفون قيمة الحياة، لكنهم نذروا حياتهم لكتابة مسودة التاريخ الأولى…