While growing up, I knew myself to be a compassionate person but I didn’t know there was another dimension to that. As a child born in the northern part of Nigeria, I had to relocate to another part of the country as a result of a religious crisis.

In 2007, I heard that some children died of hunger in Sudan. I was shocked, not because I was born with a silver spoon – in fact, I think mine was a wooden spoon – but because I had never thought that people could die of hunger. I remembered those times that we went hungry because there was no food in the house.



That news sent reactions of sadness and anger down my spine – sad because of the occurrence and angry because the global food wastage in 2007 could fill almost 1.4bn hectares (about £570bn) according to the Food and Agricultural Organisation (2013). This meant that majority of us humans were in the habit of food wastage and didn’t even spare a thought for the hungry.



I vowed I was going to feed and empower the hungry, especially those affected by displacement. Then, in 2010 I enrolled in a postgraduate programme in humanitarian and refugee studies at the University of Ibadan, Nigeria.



My dream is a world where no one dies again of hunger. I founded the Hunger Hunters Group, an organisation geared towards ending malnutrition and the provision of humanitarian assistance (Hunterphil).