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Manufacturing companies can no longer treat biodiversity as a secondary environmental issue. According to the World Economic Forum's Global Risks Report 2024, biodiversity loss and ecosystem collapse rank among the top global risks of the next decade, with potential economic losses of US$2.7 trillion annually. For manufacturers, biodiversity risks translate into supply chain disruptions, regulatory challenges, and operational uncertainty. Why Biodiversity Matters for Manufacturing Manufacturing affects biodiversity through land use, water extraction, emissions, waste generation, and raw material sourcing. Industries such as chemicals, food processing, textiles, cement, and paper depend heavily on ecosystem services including freshwater, fertile soil, and climate regulation. As ecosystems degrade, operational costs and business risks increase. Steps to Conduct a Biodiversity Risk Assessment Step 1: Conduct Location-Sensitivity Screening The first step is identifying whether a facility is located within or near biodiversity-sensitive areas. Compare facility locations against Protected Areas, Key Biodiversity Areas (KBAs), Important Bird Areas (IBAs), and Ramsar wetlands. Tools such as the WWF Biodiversity Risk Filter, IBAT, and WRI Aqueduct help assess biodiversity and water-related risks. Facilities located within 10 km of protected ecosystems should undergo detailed assessment. Step 2: Map Ecosystem Dependencies and Impacts After screening, identify how operations depend on and affect nature. The ENCORE database helps evaluate ecosystem dependencies such as freshwater availability, soil stability, and climate regulation while identifying impacts including water pollution, habitat loss, and greenhouse gas emissions. The SBTN Materiality Screening Tool further prioritizes biodiversity issues relevant to manufacturing operations. Step 3: Apply the TNFD LEAP Framework The Taskforce on Nature-related Financial Disclosures (TNFD) recommends the LEAP approach: Locate facilities interacting with nature. Evaluate ecosystem dependencies and impacts. Assess financial risks and opportunities. Prepare mitigation plans and disclosures. More than 500 organizations representing over US$17.7 trillion in assets have committed to TNFD-aligned reporting, making early adoption increasingly valuable for manufacturers. Step 4: Quantify Financial Risks Biodiversity risks should be translated into business impacts: Physical Risks: Water scarcity, degraded ecosystems, and disrupted raw material supply. Transition Risks: Stricter environmental regulations, ESG requirements, and financing challenges. Reputational Risks: Increasing biodiversity expectations from multinational buyers and global supply chains. Step 5: Develop Mitigation Strategies Manufacturers should follow the mitigation hierarchy: Avoid impacts on sensitive ecosystems. Minimize operational impacts through cleaner technologies and efficient water management. Restore degraded habitats where possible. Offset unavoidable impacts responsibly. The Science Based Targets Network (SBTN) provides guidance for setting measurable biodiversity and freshwater targets. According to the World Economic Forum, a nature-positive economy could generate US$10.1 trillion in annual business opportunities. Explore Our Service: https://www.imarcengineering.com/services/environmental-impact-sustainability-studies Integrating Biodiversity into EHS Systems Biodiversity assessments should become part of existing Environmental Health and Safety (EHS) programs alongside Environmental Impact Assessments, ISO 14001 management systems, water stewardship initiatives, and sustainability reporting. Frameworks such as TNFD, GRI 101: Biodiversity 2024, and ESRS E4 support standardized reporting and risk management. Conclusion With more than half of global GDP dependent on nature, biodiversity has become a strategic business issue rather than just an environmental concern. A structured biodiversity risk assessment covering location screening, ecosystem dependency analysis, TNFD-based evaluation, financial risk assessment, and mitigation planning enables manufacturers to strengthen compliance, improve resilience, and protect long-term operational performance.

My beloved and I cannot be together–or so they say. But why? I still don't really understand, but they say we are not the same–or so his mother claims. We are not the same? Like how? I'm confused. On the day my beloved and I go to visit his mother for the first time, she makes it clear to me that ‘we' can never happen. I sit there like a log, speechless, as if my tongue is tied but really, it is because I find no words to express my bafflement. He asks me to excuse them–‘Wait for me in the car Emefa, I'll be with you shortly.' He appears to be quite stunned by his mother's mien himself. I obey and leave the room, but I stand by the door and eavesdrop. I need to hear something, at least to help me comprehend why the woman who sounded so sweet and welcoming over the phone, is being so indifferent to me now that we finally meet. ‘Mom, what is the meaning of all this? Why are you being like this?' I hear him say. ‘I'm not being indifferent Akwasi, I'm telling you the reality.' ‘Which is…?' ‘That you cannot marry her, no son of mine is ever marrying from that tribe or any other!' ‘But mom why? She's the one I love.' ‘No way...Never! Then find someone else to love because I am not accepting this one. Not today nor tomorrow! There are equally good Ashanti women around you can choose from, maybe even better.' ‘But she's the one I like. I don't want anyone else. Why can't it be her?' ‘Mm-mm. Impossible!, I will not accept an Ewe as my daughter-in-law.' ‘You know you're being irrational mom. You're much too educated to be speaking like this. You of all people should know better!' ‘Me? You dare call me irrational? Call it whatever Akwasi!, I've said my own. See? She hasn't even married you yet, and she's already turn you against me, your own mother. That is all they are good at!' ‘Mom! Emefa has done nothing wrong. She deserves to be given a chance please.' ‘It's either her or me then. Let me know when you've made your choice. I have nothing left to say.' ‘Ah-ah mom, this is too much. You can't just…' Door opens and bangs. Soon afterwards, dead silence. Bitterly, I turn away, my heavy heart pregnant with words my lips may never utter. I head calmly in the direction of the car. Another door bangs, I know it's him coming out. I sit in the car and watch him tread over, shoulders slumped, his eyes drooped the way they do when he is fatigued. My own eyes sting from the struggle to hold back tears that threaten to trickle down any time soon. He joins me in the car, I stare in the opposite direction into direct nothingness. ‘I know you heard everything. Right?' It was not so much of a question as it was a statement. I nod. Hmm. ‘I'm sorry you had to hear all that Emefa. My mother is not a bad person. I promise to sort everything out. Don't worry dear, we'll be fine.' I smile, a painfully forced smile. He takes my hand in his and squeezes it gently, a feeble attempt made to comfort me when he himself needed it the more. I am not convinced. How can I not be worried? He doesn't sound confident like the Akwasi I know; I can tell he's scared, that he isn't so sure anymore. I stare out the window at the house one more time. Who knows? It could be my last. As we leave, I close my eyes and allow the tears to trickle, caressing my cheeks as they make their way slowly down my chin. I bite my lower lip and wonder, 'Why must it come to this?'. Due to circumstances beyond our control, families we didn't ask to be born in, identities we had no choice but to embrace, because of this division called tribe; my beloved and I can never be–or so they say. A short story on tribalism and ethnicity.

My beloved and I cannot be together–or so they say. But why? I still don't really understand, but they say we are not the same–or so his mother claims. ‘We are not the same? Like how?' I'm confused. On the day my beloved and I go to visit his mother for the first time, she makes it clear to me that ‘we' can never happen. I sit there like a log, speechless, as if my tongue is tied but really, it is because I find no words to express my bafflement. He asks me to excuse them–‘Wait for me in the car Emefa, I'll be with you shortly.' He appears to be quite stunned by his mother's mien himself. I obey and leave the room, but I stand by the door and eavesdrop. I need to hear something, at least to help me comprehend why the woman who sounded so sweet and welcoming over the phone, is being so indifferent to me now that we finally meet. ‘Mom, what is the meaning of all this? Why are you being like this?' I hear him say. ‘I'm not being indifferent Akwasi, I'm telling you the reality,' ‘Which is…?' ‘That you cannot marry her, no son of mine is ever marrying from that tribe or any other!' ‘But mom why? She's the one I love.' ‘No way,...Never! Then find someone else to love because I am not accepting this one. Not today nor tomorrow!. There are equally good Ashanti women around you can choose from, maybe even better.' ‘But she's the one I like. I don't want anyone else, why can't it be her?' ‘Mm-mm, impossible my son, I will not accept an Ewe daughter-in-law.' ‘You know you're being irrational mom. You're much too educated to be speaking like this. You of all people should know better!' ‘Me?, you dare call me irrational, call it whatever Akwasi, I've said my own. See?, she hasn't even married you yet, and she's already turn you against me, your own mother.' ‘Mom, Emefa has done nothing wrong, she deserves a chance.' ‘It's either her or me then, let me know when you've made your choice. I have nothing left to say.' ‘Ah-ah, this is too much, you can't just…' Door opens and bangs. Soon afterwards, dead silence. Bitterly, I turn away, my heavy heart pregnant with words my lips may never utter. I head calmly in the direction of the car. Another door bangs, I know it's him coming out. I sit in the car and watch him tread over, shoulders slumped, his eyes drooped the way they do when he is fatigued. My own eyes sting from the struggle to hold back tears that threaten to trickle down any time soon. He joins me in the car, I stare in the opposite direction into direct nothingness. ‘I know you heard everything. Right?' It was not so much of a question. I nod. Hmm. ‘I'm sorry you had to hear all that Emefa, my mother is not a bad person. I promise to sort everything out. Don't worry dear, we'll be fine.' I smile, a painful smile, when he takes my hand in his and squeezes it gently, an attempt made to comfort. I am not convinced. How can I not be worried? He doesn't sound confident like the Akwasi I know; I can tell he isn't so sure anymore. I stare out the window at the house one more time. Who knows? It could be my last. As we leave, I close my eyes and allow the tears to trickle down, caressing my cheeks as they make their way down to my chin. I bite my lower lip and wonder why it has to come to this. Due to circumstances beyond our control, families we didn't ask to be born in, identities we had no choice but to embrace, because of this division called tribe, my beloved and I can never be–or so they say. A short story on tribalism and ethnicity based on a true experience.