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Alright, so back to the Henry Graham kid. First let me tell you all about him as a fighter. He’s a southpaw with a powerful left. He’s about 5’9”, and is a real gangly looking kid that could use a few pounds on his frame. However, it’s the intangibles that get me excited about him. I tried to no avail to get this interview in the paper. This kid Henry Graham has an absolutely fascinating story.
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It all began in the tiny African country of Sierra Leone. Henry Musa was born in 1990 in the middle of a civil war.
“I don’t remember much about my early childhood,” Henry said somberly. “It seems to me like that time period was one of pain and sadness.”
That pain includes witnessing the murder of his parents at the tender age of 5, which he refused to comment on. He ended up in the care of his aunt in the capital city of Freetown which at the time he thought was safe. However in 1999, all that changed.
“I remember the sound of the gunshots,” he said. “Usually you could hear them sporadically at night, but not this time. They grew closer and closer, until finally, all hell broke loose.”
The siege of Freetown by the Revolutionary United Front, a rouge group that terrorized the population, began in 1999. UN forces eventually suppressed the RUF, but in their wake they left thousands dead and many more displaced. Separated from his aunt during the siege, Henry became an orphan on the streets of Freetown, where he had to fight for survival in the remnants of A UN diplomat from Britain named John Paul Graham had an idea for some of those refugee children.
“That’s when I met dad. We just hit it off immediately. He was great for all of us. About twenty of us kids were shipped to London where we lived in a special orphanage. Dad just kept coming to check on me, and one day, I was adopted. It was the first time I felt at home in my life.”
Henry was home schooled for a couple of years, and then at the age of 13 was accepted into the prestigious City of London School for boys. He was a star athlete and especially excelled on the schools karate team.
“Karate gave me focus to get through the grind of school,” he fondly expressed, “I loved learning, but at the same time I never felt like I truly belonged. I hungered for something more, and that’s when I stumbled on Repton.”
The oldest boxing club in London, Repton Boxing Club for boys took the raw skills of Henry and sharpened them into the boxer he is today. He dominated the local scene and soon emerged as the top young prospect in Britain. After completing his A-level examinations at his school, he received an offer from Oxford University. The former refugee soon found himself at a crossroads.
“I couldn’t do it. I really wanted to go to Oxford, but I felt my time in England had come to an end. I wanted to see the world, and boxing was my ticket out of town.”
Henry scraped together what little he could and flew to the United States. He took a job as a local deli delivery boy here in Chicago.
“Yeah, it is a humbling experience barely making ends meat, but I have to say I’m happy,” he said excitedly. “I love sport of boxing. It tests my limits like nothing else can. When I’m tired and ready to quit, I remember where I come from. I fight for my brothers in Sierra Leone. I fight for my father in London. And I fight for myself and my dreams. No one is going to take that away from me.”