Okuayinonu called the time away from his mom the “hardest hardship” he had ever been through in his life. The pair was finally able to reunite, and they settled in Lowell, Massachusetts, where some of their family members had previously relocated.
Growing up, the Liberian children would tell stories of what they believed to be true about America. Okuayinonu remembers hearing that America was like heaven with streets covered in gold and that the snow tasted like ice cream.
When Okuayinonu arrived in Boston, it was during a blizzard, and he knew what he had to do.
“When I got off the plane, we were leaving the parking garage, and the very first thing I did was grab a handful of snow and eat it,” Okuayinonu said. “Unfortunately, it did not taste like ice cream.”
Even though he found out that the snow didn’t taste like ice cream and that the streets are lined with asphalt and not gold, Okuayinonu still recognized just how much better of a situation he was in.
Soccer was uberly popular in Liberia, and Okuayinonu carried his love for it to his new home. It wasn’t until he got to high school that his cousin introduced him to one of this country’s biggest pastimes, American football.
“I actually quite hated football when I first started playing,” Okuayinonu said. “I tried it out my junior year of high school, but I didn’t really like it. So, I ended up quitting, I think three or four games into the season, and went back to playing soccer.”