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When I was a 21-year-old college student at Eastern Connecticut State University, I wrote…

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  • February 6, 2024

The Plastic Spoon!

I know all about being born with a plastic spoon. A plastic spoon might be found in the trash because it’s meant for one-time use only. Being born with a plastic spoon means one starts life at the bottom. One may have hard working parents who serve as good role models and provide what’s needed. However, when they pass away, they may not leave behind much except debt. Saying I was born with a plastic spoon isn’t a knock on my parents; it’s just the truth. I was born poor, with parents who were socially and economically uneducated. The likelihood of me graduating from college and earning a degree was extremely low. Yet, I earned a master’s degree and beyond, defining what hard work and determination are. My plastic spoon was fortunately handed to me in the 70s, before cell phones and computers became common items. I didn’t even realize I was poor or different until I moved to Greenwich, CT, from the Bronx in 5th grade. Being light-skinned in Mount Vernon and the Bronx, NY, led to me being called a ‘white boy.’ There was no such judgment when I moved to Greenwich; I was clearly black and clearly,...
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  • August 5, 2024

Imagine this!!!!

Last week, I posted a picture that unfortunately contained misinformation. My intention was to present a challenging question, not to take a side on the issue. This sparked a heated discussion among people on both sides. Long story short, I was wrong for posting it, and when someone asked me to take it down, I did so immediately and offered an apology. I apologized for two main reasons. First, I recognized that posting misleading information was not appropriate, and my intention was never to offend anyone. Second, I needed to take responsibility for my actions and move forward. Admitting my mistake and apologizing is a sign of humanity and humility. It shows that we are capable of growth through acknowledging our errors. Imagine this… Donald Trump emerging in Minneapolis, Minnesota shortly after George Floyd was killed, addressing the nation, and saying something like this: “Americans, our system has failed us once again.” He then lists the names of several Black men and other individuals of different races who were killed by the police under seemingly unjust circumstances. He provides the total number of such deaths during his presidency, apologizes to the community for their suffering, offers resources to support them,,...
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  • April 18, 2024

Shame on us!

As a child, I often questioned the necessity of mundane tasks like brushing my teeth, attending school, and adhering to rules. They seemed like mere control tactics, albeit necessary ones. However, as I’ve grown, I’ve come to appreciate these seemingly trivial chores for what they truly are: character and discipline builders. I shudder to think what state my teeth would be in had I neglected daily brushing. The habit, ingrained in me since childhood, is now second nature. Looking back, my poor dietary habits as a youth resulted in multiple cavities, highlighting the importance of daily oral hygiene. Now, as a teacher, I grasp the significance of education in shaping a productive society. While I advocate for improvements in the public school system, I firmly believe in the transformative power of education. Despite holding three degrees, I reflect on my own educational journey with a tinge of regret. Rushing into college straight after high school, I lacked direction and squandered my undergraduate years in a haze of parties. Even during a year-long hiatus working, clarity eluded me. I simply knew I didn’t want a life confined to a factory. As for rules, I once scoffed at them, always seeking shortcuts—a,...
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  • January 13, 2023

Strike

Do you bowl?  I do and it has been a blessing to start bowling again.  I bowled here and there with my mother when I was a child.  She was an avid bowler and bowled since I could remember.  When I was a young man, she gave me her bowling ball.  So, I used it every time I went bowling.  My mother and I have had a rocky relationship since I was a teenager.  I know she loved me and did the best she could with what she had.  However, I always expected and wanted more until I did my own reflecting.  Several years ago, I lost that bowling ball and not too long after it destroyed my mother and I’s relationship.  I did that often so I did not have to face my fears of being hurt again.   When I was writing my book, I called my mother crying and she was there for me like she always had been.  We think differently, we love differently, and still, I love the hell out of her.  I have realized through our relationship that the best love is the free love.  Not free in cost but free in the open sense. ,...
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  • September 10, 2023

Tainted lens

Tainted lens The eyes Only see What a blind man can not Virtually Fantasy Is the reality Propaganda must stop Sound travels Words unravel Context is fabricated with content Battle Shackles Ignorance is fragile Deception is meant Lies become Truth denounced Popular opinion is the fact Persuading Innocence People constantly used The master plan Wakime Sharri Hauser
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