The Story Behind YKPA Organization Bali Indonesia

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The Birth of YKPA: A 17-Year Adventure

Welcome to the YKPA blog! I’m Putu Etiartini, the founder of ykpa.org. If you’re interested in my personal journey, you can also check out my other blog https://putuetikbalistory.blogspot.com/, 

Which I started in 2007. Here, I share my experiences and the story of YKPA. Let’s travel back to 2007 and 2008 to explore the beginnings of YKPA and follow its story up to 2024. It’s been a 17-year journey filled with ups and downs, challenges, and triumphs.

After returning from a trip to survey organizations across the islands of Bali, Lombok, Sumbawa, Flores, and other parts of Indonesia, I was inspired by the diverse cultures and languages I encountered. Meeting different people was incredibly interesting and rewarding. Despite some initial challenges, such as being a woman riding a motorcycle and facing judgments from locals, my friendly demeanor and smile helped change their perceptions. My businese partner, Michael Pate, and I were on a mission to help people, which was an essential part of our journey.

During our month-long trip back from Flores, I began thinking about starting a non-profit organization in Bali. We also planned to extend our help to other islands like Flores. Starting YKPA was a significant challenge, especially with only a high school education and finaly I get greduation collage assiosian degree nothing to late to school is my age was 27 year old, Despite Michael Pate support and his impressive qualifications (RN, NP, MPH), I still felt overwhelmed by the enormity of the project. However, we began YKPA with a mission to help street children, and that was the start of our incredible journey.

Since its inception, YKPA has been dedicated to supporting street children, disadvantaged children, and empowering women in Bali. We also provide disaster relief and bring donations to villages in need. Through ykpa.org, we have positively impacted the lives of many children, offering them education, shelter, and hope for a brighter future.

Thank you for joining me on this journey. I hope my story inspires you to pursue your dreams and make a difference.

Stay tuned for the next chapter: the beginnings of YKPA.

Putu Etiartini and Michael Pate 



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