They are the Bangladeshi boys of summer.
Tareq Manawer, a strapping, charismatic boy, learned in Bangladesh to craft branches into makeshift bats. Ashekin Rozon practiced his swing with his brother in their cramped and humid bedroom in Dhaka, until their parents yelled to stop. Then there is Raju Rahman, a good-looking teenager who grew up hitting balls in the Bangladesh city Rajshahi. One night, when Raju was 13, his father returned from a place called Brooklyn and asked: Are you ready to move to America? Can you help me a little bit to support our family?
“I said, Yes!