The sun beat down on our village, a relentless reminder of the changing climate. Our once lush fields were parched and the river, our lifeblood, dwindled to a trickle. I as a young girl armed with a conservation degree, felt the weight of this reality acutely. My peers, equally passionate and educated, faced similar despair. We were the “the lost generation” of conservationist brimming with knowledge but devoid of opportunities. The green jobs we dreamed of were scarce, eco-entrepreneurship skills were foreign concept, and training programs were nonexistence, then I find the two important seeds.