At some point, I started paying closer attention. Something told me this young man was not just hustling, he had vision. He had fire in his bones.

I mentioned it to my husband one night while we were locking up and heading home. And he smiled and said, “I’ve noticed too.”

So we both agreed, it was time to talk to him.

That evening, after everyone had left, we called him in.

He walked in, slightly nervous, still polite.

We smiled and asked, “Okon, we’ve been watching you for a while. You’re not just different—you’re intentional. What are your life goals?”

He smiled, a little shy, and said:

“My goal is to be a chartered accountant, I’ve actually completed my ND 2, I'm just trying to raise money and go back to school.”