It's not just an old car. It's a part of my father's journey, and a piece of our family's story."

For years, my father drove his old Peugeot 205 through every kind of weather, every kind of road—never complaining. That car took him to work, carried groceries for the family, helped neighbors, and brought us to school.

It wasn’t just transportation—it was his companion in life’s long, difficult road.

Now, the car is falling apart. The engine struggles, the body is rusting, and repairs have become too expensive for us to manage.

But for my father, it’s more than metal—it’s memory, pride, and independence.

We’re not asking for luxury.

We’re just hoping to restore a small piece of dignity to a man who gave everything he had for others without ever asking for anything in return.

Any help—big or small—would mean the world. Whether to repair it, or one day replace it with something safer… your support would not just fix a car, but uplift a heart.

From our family to yours: thank you for caring.

May your kindness return to you a thousand times over.