It had to start somewhere, sometime and somehow. And it did start on Mercy Ship Africa in February 2010 when I decided to volunteer as a Translator. On that ship, I started my earliest experience with the social non-profit world. As I was translating and interpreting between the medical team and the sick, I was incredibly shocked to see how terribly people may suffer helplessly, possibly over many years. Every day, the mercy ship team, assigned to consult the sick prior to their admittance on board the ship, would be flocking them into the latter. Many of them were suffering from such terrible diseases as vesicovaginal fistulas, rectovaginal fistulas, hernias, goiters, etc.
Following the previous experience is that of the United High Commissioner for Refugees (UNHCR), the same year. Empowered by the aforementioned experience, I decided to volunteer with the UNHCR and had the golden opportunity to go into the remotest unreachable world of poverty, the actual countryside of Togo. As I worked as the Registrar of Ghanaian refugees, I got the scarce privilege to see how awfully people may suffer. If the case of refugees is quite understandable because, with a sudden and unforeseen change of abode, following a break of war, they need assistance, I could not understand the suffering of other people, my country-fellows, living in peace in their own country, but suffering.
Indeed, there is suffering! As I write the following lines, my mind goes as far back as to the year 2010 to depict a woman I saw washing her clothes in some kind of muddy water. The water was so dirty that I wondered how she could make the difference between the dirty clothes she was washing and the clean clothes she was longing for. Another awfully-shocking experience is that of children we registered as UNHCR volunteers with the view of making birth certificates for them. Born in 1975, I have my own birth certificate made in that year, I could scarcely understand how children, some of whom were babies, can be born in the 21st century without having at least their birth certificates, leave alone other basic necessities of life.
experiences, I decided to work for non-profit organizations. I started working
as the Administrative Officer of HUMANITARIAN PROJECT
TOGO, where I got some experience. But I have another vision, fully grounded
into my previous volunteer experiences, that of helping the poorest and
marginalized people living in oblivion in the remotest rural areas of Togo and
Africa. With such a vision, a new organization was to be created with specific
missions as highlighted on our website. Together, with the friends of mine that
share the same mind, we went through administrative formalities to set up the
organization: the registered name of which is PHILANTHROPIC PROJECT INTERNATIONAL.