Mrs. Nana-Fosu Randall was born in Kumasi, Ghana. She holds a Bachelor’s degree in accounting and an MBA in finance. Nana retired from the United Nations after nearly 30 years, the last 18 years as the Chief Financial Officer. She served in countries such as Tanzania, Namibia and the Ivory Coast. She also served with the Peace Keeping Missions responsible for the rebuilding and clean-up efforts following war and conflict situations in places such as Liberia, Israel and Lebanon, and in Kuwait and Iraq during the Gulf War. She has seen much suffering during her service with the UN and has grown to believe that there is an alternative to war – the promotion of peace, the sharing of resources and the creation of understanding among all people.
Nana’s professional observations made her realize that violent civil conflicts always left in their wake widespread destruction of social and economic infrastructures, with a greater impact on women and children. These include poverty, disease, and lack of access to education.
She commented that even though there is so much oil in Iraq that one can drown in oil slicks in the desert, some women and children go hungry. Everywhere, it is the women and children who suffer most in wars, but it was Saturday's Child, in Liberia, who crystallized Nana's resolve to do something about it.
While working for the UN in Liberia, Nana came to dread her Saturday trips to the market because the war-crippled beggars would crowd in front of the shops and she had to walk past them on her way to buy groceries. All of them tugged at her heart, but she wept for days over one teenager, to whom she privately gave the name "Ama," or Saturday's Child.
Ama, who could not have been older than 14, had no hands or feet, but she was caring for a baby. Nana asked her driver to find out what had happened to the girl. He learned that soldiers had descended on Ama's home in the night, and had dragged the entire family out into the bush. There, they were given a choice: join the military group or be shot. Ama struggled with them but was raped and shot, and her hands and feet were injured. Two weeks later, she managed to crawl to the roadside where someone found her and took her to a hospital where her gangrenous limbs had to be amputated. There, also, she discovered she was pregnant. There was no one to help her, all her family was dead, but she decided to keep the baby. Without hands or feet, she was now begging for food to keep herself and her child alive.
In response to the suffering women, mothers and daughters of Africa, Nana and a group of her friends founded Voices of African Mothers.