Introduction

 Hello!

My name is Kareena Hansen, and I will be a Student Missionary this coming school year! I am looking forward to gaining a hands-on experience with this project. I will be using my skills in business to help Akuna Soap Industry reach new heights. I would love your support! You can follow along here, or on my facebook.  

Check out this link to see my Student Missionary profile:

https://crowdfunding.e.southern.edu/campaigns/kareena-hansen-student-missions-at-southern#/

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