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Nasco IT World is an organization founded on the premise that universal primary education is vital to the global community. The mission of Nasco IT World is to provide academic resources and to support educational initiatives in underserved communities by strengthening collaboration between African educators and their global counterparts.
Educational initiatives in these community-based settings provide greater access to technology and other educational resources that promote literacy. Our initiatives provide stepping-stones to opportunity and equality for disadvantaged children in Sub-Saharan Africa. Community technology and literacy programs are new to this region and face significant infrastructural challenges. They need the support of organizations that can provide resources, enhance and document effectiveness of educational programs, and facilitate partnerships. At present, there are very few organizations dedicated to supporting community technology and literacy programs in Sub-Saharan Africa. To make the Republic of Ghana a socio-economic success, especially in the field of skilled manpower in Information Communication Technology with high levels of productivity in Students to meet global competitive education demands. Focus will be on these areas
Increase literacy rates in Ghana’s most underserved societies to global standards.
Help provide universal computer access and print literature for students, educators and their communities. We facilitate donation, transportation, distribution and management of all resources including books and literary support materials.
Foster meaningful interaction between African students/educators and their global counterparts.
They say that childhood marks you for life though in my case, it was not a time that provided many occasions to flourish. I was born in Africa; in a town called Fiaos; in Ghana; on a Tuesday in 1988. When I was a small child, I did not have much to play with and consequently, I had to make my own toys. When I was thirsty, I had to go to the river to get water. There was nothing in my house so if I wanted to eat fish, I had to go fishing in the river. I was the son of the village shaman and I often went into the jungle in search of plants to cure the illnesses of people in the local area.
My story begins one day whilst after herding animals, I was playing football with my friends. All of a sudden, I saw a plane flying overhead. "I kept thinking, "How can a plane stay up there? If I grab something and throw it in the air, it falls to the ground; how come this plane does not fall? ". I compared it with the toys that I had built for myself which I dragged along the ground in order to make them move. Once, I was even told that only white-skinned people flew in those planes.
From that day onwards, I realised that the world would not be confined by the borders of my birthplace. Thus, I began to ruminate on exploring beyond my village. I conceived of the “white man” as a god because we saw Europe as a paradise. I thought that the “white man” was synonymous with intelligence, a doctor, an engineer... in a word, “superior”. This notion was not necessarily reinforced in my mind but it provided the motivation for my desire to leave home, that is, to acquaint myself with the white race.
A couple of years passed when I got a job in a nearby village. After that experience, I moved to the second city of the country and finally, I made it to the port of the capital, Accra. There, for the first time in my life, I had the luck to watch some T.V. Barça was playing on the T.V. that day. As I actually worked at the port, I would often see ferries, cars and other machines in general. From that moment forth, my interest in gaining knowledge about the white race grew greater and greater. I just had to know how they could create and develop such amazing things.
Back then, I was merely an illiterate 12-year-old kid dreaming of a continent beyond my reach. I used to weld sheet metal and with very steady hands and a small body, I was able to get inside the complex machines and tackle welds that were not simple. One day, I heard about Libya. I was told that if I moved there to work, I would receive a good salary. This was something that seemed impossible because to date in Accra, my labour had only earned me a bowl of rice to eat per day. So of course, I agreed to go.