The Hult Prize Foundation (Bayero University)

The Hult Prize Foundation is a start-up accelerator for budding young social entrepreneurs emerging from universities around the world.

The annual competition aims to build and launch the most compelling social business idea - start-up enterprises that tackle grieve issues faced by billions of people every day. The winning team will receive USD1 million in seed capital as well as mentorship. It is open to students on every continent, thus now in Bayero University kano.

The International program allows student leaders on campus to organize their own localized version of the Hult Prize, run entirely by volunteer student campus directors. We met Olumide Areo campus Director for BUK who feed a few wonderful words "We have a lot of amazing projects here on our campus, projects innovative enough to liberate millions of people and make their life better, let's be the change we want to see in the world and that change can begin with you.

Can you Harness the Power of Energy to transform the lives of 10 million people by 2025? Then you must be part of this competition."

Hult prize on campus program gives students a vital role to play in changing the trajectory of some of the world's toughest challenges, starting in their own communities and countries. Called the NOBLE PRIZE FOR STUDENTS in partnership with the United Nations, the local competition gives the university winning team the chance to bypass the general application round and fast track into one of the regional Finals Where they get to compete for USD1 million.

Please visit the campus web address http://hultprizeat.com/buk for more details or contact 08166558083, email areolumide@gmail.com to register your team. Get ready for New York!!!

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