“My dad told me I was the one who was going to lift the family up,” Eduardo Camavinga says. He was 11 then; he is 20 now and he is smiling. He is always smiling.
He was in the fifth year at school and can picture the fire engines going past. Born in a refugee camp in Miconge, Angola, to Congolese parents, the third of six children, he was a toddler when they moved to France: first Lille, then Fougères, a pretty little town of 20,000 in Brittany where they made a home. That day, it burned down. They had been in it a year.
