"I spent so many nights hungry... that one day I vowed that if I managed to escape misery, I would do something that would feed the world."
My name is Henry Seymour and I grew up in a world where food was not a right... it was a luxury. My childhood was marked by scarcity. Sometimes my mother would make soup with more water than ingredients, just to make it seem like there was something. It was not uncommon to see my siblings go to bed with empty stomachs.
At 14, I started working cleaning stables. Not out of passion, but out of necessity. One day, while I was sweeping grains on the floor of a mill, I asked myself: "What if one day I could feed millions with something healthy and accessible?". No one took me seriously. They told me I was crazy... that was for the rich, not for the poor like me. But those words became my fuel.
Years passed. I failed in several businesses. I was scammed, I went into debt, I even slept in empty warehouses. But one afternoon I met a man as stubborn as I was, William Heston. Together we started working on an idea: high-quality oats, packaged with honesty. Quaker was born. We called it that because the Quakers represented purity and honesty, just what the world needed.
"The oats were just the vehicle... my true mission was to ensure that no one else had to go to bed hungry."
Today I see mothers serving Quaker to their children, I see families sharing breakfast and I break inside... because I know what it feels like to have nothing to eat. And I also know that one can come from nothing... yet still leave it all on the table for a purpose. Stet
"It doesn’t matter where you come from... what matters is how many you feed along the way."
Henry Seymour
