ACT2- Necessity is A Mother

When a challenge is presented to the ma****, something stirs within us. Our long dormant survival instincts kick in, and suddenly the slothful find celerity, the causeless gain purpose, and the uninspired discover a foreign and peculiar muse. It rallies people together; forces people to replace boundaries with bonds, both social and intellectual, that might not have ever occurred otherwise. Our endeavors are the fire in which unity and wonders are forged.

There is irony in this. Without these challenges, we would eventually lose sight of what we once were capable of. Connections and personal discoveries we make become brittle in a perfect world. Our survival instincts return to dormancy, and we eventually become complacent with our daily routine. We, in time, lose ourselves.

Thankfully, we don't live in a perfect world. As backwards as it might be to say, the problems of today are themselves solutions to others. Our world doesn't need to be perfect, but it needs to be better. Necessity is not only the mother of invention, she also bore children named union and revelation(personal and global; they're twins.)

As to the actual point of this mission, I'm supposed to be increasing someone's food security. I'm happy just to have thumbs, they're not green, but they work. They make turning doorknobs and spacing significantly easier. I used my thumbs along with the help of a few other digits and drew up a design sketch for something I call a Portable Agricultural Nursery(PAN, for short).

The purpose of this PAN is to grant mission groups(Educators mostly) an inexpensive and travel-friendly way to provide a basic, temporary source of agriculture. The primary idea behind it was to teach younger, under privileged audiences garden keeping, but it also would have practical application abroad, especially in situations where the land is particularly arid/flooded, or plant disease demands a quick agricultural isolation.