Seeing those boys play, I remember the first time my son showed me his engineering certificate—that same mix of pride and struggle in his eyes. From refugee camps to making world-class spinners, they built it their own way, no committees, just hard work. Now, even the regulars at my shop pause their grocery talk to watch them bowl; no one takes them lightly anymore, maja ma.
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