Tareq [tah-REK] Manawer was moving 7,000 miles away from the only home he had ever known. But all he could think about were his feet.
Tareq, then 12, was wearing sandals on a plane to New York City, and his feet were freezing. Sandals were the only shoes he had ever needed in Bangladesh, the country in South Asia where he was from. There, it was always hot.
In Bangladesh, Tareq’s life was not easy. His dad owned a farm and worked hard to provide for his family. Every day, Tareq walked 3 miles to school and another 3 miles home. After school, he worked in the fields helping his dad grow rice and vegetables.
But Tareq had fun too. He especially loved playing cricket—a sport that, like baseball, is played with a bat and ball. Tareq would use a tree branch for a bat and swing at a tennis ball wrapped in tape.
Tareq’s dad assured him that life would be better in the U.S., but Tareq wasn’t so sure. The airplane food tasted strange. He spoke little English. Worst of all, he’d heard that no one in America played cricket.