Hi, I am Mohamed J. Mohamed an America trained Healthcare professional (RN, BSN, PH, WOC, CST). I experienced the life of two different extremes. I grew up in a small village in Somalia, one of the poorest countries in the world. I now live and work in the United States of America (USA), the richest and most civilized country in the world.
When I was 22 years old, I became an Agricultural Extension Agent, for the Somali Agriculture Department. My duties were to teach and train small farmers new methods of farming. It was not easy for me to earn the trust of the farmers who saw themselves as experts. After hard work, persistence, tolerance and punctuality, I successfully delivered my training to a few farmers in the third farming season. The skills I demonstrated in their fields opened the door of opportunity for me to reach more villages until I covered 63 villages in that area (average village consists 500 to 800 households). My hard work resulted in a three-fold increase in the crop production in that area.
1991 civil war erupted in Somalia and everybody was trying to escape. I was among the people who wanted to leave the area. February 2nd, 1991 at 7:30 pm I injured by fire, explosives and suffered third degree burns on approximately 35% of my body. The pain was unbearable; I had no access to hospitals, no pharmacies and I suffered for many years. In the first few weeks of my injury, maggots invaded the wounds of my back as I lay there attempting to heal. Luckily, those were God-sent maggots, which cleaned the infection and debrided my wounds naturally.
In April 22nd, 1991 the civil war got worst and I immigrated in a cargo ship with 800 people to Kenya via the Indian Ocean. The ship was overcrowded and I sat in an open spot close to the outside rail. The rocking, heave, and sway movement of the ship plus the smell of the sea overpowered me. The waves drenched my clothes and my open wounds soured with pain. After 17 days of undesirable voyage we landed Mombasa port on May 9th 1991. We were placed in a refugee camp in Mombasa.
After living in a refugee camp in Kenya, I received refugee resettlement in the United States of America. I started a new life again, where I choose to become a healthcare worker. I became a surgical technologist, then operating room registered nurse, public health nurse and Wound, Ostomy and Continence nurse.
Through my life journey, I met a lot of nice people who supported, educated trained and employed me. Without the countless support and help I received I would not be the person I am now. Now, my team and I have chosen to create this organization by using my experiences, knowledge, and skills that I gained through my lifetime. It is time for me to return the favor with good faith and humanitarian obligation by lending hands to those who cannot lift themselves alone.