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THIRD PERSON'S POV

There was a very generous number of people seated in the hall where the opening ceremony of the foundation was going to take place. The ambience was nice and calm. The attendees varied from prestigious high-class guests to the press and even less privileged. There was no discrimination between them. They were all served and treated equally.

A lady clad in a navy green butterfly abaya, seemingly in her 20s, walked up to the podium. Her face was covered with a black and white keffiyyah that was tied to perfection. She cleared her throat before starting,
"Good day, everyone. Thank you for taking time out of your busy schedules to join us in officially starting this organisation. Zero Hunger N is an organisation that believes in equality, we believe everyone deserves to live without having to worry about what their family will eat that day. As we all know, Nigeria is a developing country. Therefore, a lot of its citizens suffer from unemployment and poverty. In the best case scenario, people have salaries to look forward to at the end of the month. Worst case scenario, people are dying of hunger, and that is just a fact. This foundation stands on its belief of helping those who the government has not helped, those willing to work, those willing to earn, and those who deserve to live happy lives. We are open to everyone, we do not believe in discrimination, we don't care about where you're from, as long as you move for the greater good, the doors of ZHN are always open for you." A resounding round of applause erupted after the speech.

"Thank you so much. If you have anything that's unclear, we're open to any questions the guests or the press have." She added after the applauses had died down.

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