La ciudad de Gaza sigue siendo el hogar de decenas de miles de niños y niñas.
Niños descalzos sacando a sus abuelos de entre los escombros.
Niños amputados que luchan por avanzar entre el polvo.
Madres que llevan en brazos a niños agotados.
Niños temblando ante la implacabilidad de los ataques aéreos.
No hay ningún lugar seguro en la Franja de Gaza.
Los niños y niñas de Gaza necesitan un alto el fuego y ayuda a gran escala YA.
Gaza City remains home to 10s of thousands of children. So you've got shoeless children who push grandparents around the rubble. Amputee children are struggling through the dust. Mothers are carrying exhausted children who's literally their skin is bleeding because of the severity of rashes. Children are they're shuddering at this relentlessness of air strikes. And children gazed skywards to try and track the fire from helicopters and and quadcopters when the world adjusts and normalises this level. Of of of violence and of deprivation. Something is profoundly broken. Meanwhile, frontline workers, UNICEF, our partners are still doing everything they possibly can, supplying ready to use therapeutic food from our Nourish babies in Gaza City, repairing water lines, delivering cash assistance, providing trauma support, mental health waste collection. But until all restrictions are removed on the entry and the safe delivery, safe delivery of humanitarian aid, the provision of life saving aid. Will continue to be woefully inadequate. Now, in that time, we've reported on a war on children, a famine and a polio outbreak. Always, always, and only with data and testimonials. And yet somehow today things are worse than any other time. Everyone bears responsibility for this, but there's only one victim. Yesterday, today, and without meaningful action tomorrow. Palestinian girls and boys.