"Avast! I be callin' ye out, Mr. Trump! A missive from me dear aunt o' the wee captives!"
2024-12-26
Arrr, matey! Our fine lass Ofri Bibas Levy be sendin' a missive to Captain Trump, beggin' fer aid in liberatin' her kin—brother, sister-in-law, and two wee lads—snatched by scallywags of Hamas on the seventh day of October, two-thousand and twenty-three! Avast, let’s free ‘em!
Ahoy there, President-elect Trump, me hearty! I be Ofri Bibas Levy, though ye may not know me name, ye surely be familiar with me brother Yarden and his fine crew—his wife Shiri and their two wee fire-haired lads, Ariel and Kfir, whose charm be known far and wide!Alas, a dark day struck on Oct. 7, 2023, when these innocent souls were snatched away by the wretched hands of Hamas. Yarden, like a brave captain, tried to steer his family away from danger, but the villains laid claim to his dear ones, leaving the young lads to mark their birthdays in a den of terror! Aye, Ariel be just five and Kfir, a mere babe of nine moons, already enduring the horrors of captivity.
On International Children's Rights Day, we recall the solemn oath to protect our young ones from harm, yet Ariel languishes amid the monsters, and every tick of the clock hastens their plight. We beseech ye, mighty Trump, to hoist the sails of diplomacy and rescue our kin! It be not just a moral duty; it be a human obligation!
With whispers of a deal afloat, we implore ye to act swiftly, lest time slip through our fingers like sand. Help us bring the captives home, so Ariel and Kfir can celebrate life and joy once more, free from the shadows of evil!