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Danger- is an educated black man!

Wakime HauserSeptember 1, 20241,114 Leave a comment

Dr. Martin Luther King Jr. once said, “I fear I am integrating my people into a burning house.” This quote has echoed through my mind as I reflect on the realities of being an educated Black man in America.…

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Wakime HauserAugust 30, 20241,167 Leave a comment

Growing up to this day I am faced with one consistent question. What is your nationality? I have been asked if I was Jamaican, Dominican, Mixed black and white, Puerto Rican and mixed Puerto Rican and black to name…

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Racist or Not?

Wakime HauserAugust 12, 20241,139 Leave a comment

When I moved to Greenwich, Connecticut, from the Bronx, New York, in the early to mid-80s, the world was vastly different. I listened to music on a record player and cassette deck, wrote letters to friends outside of my…

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Childhood lost

Wakime HauserMarch 5, 20241,159 Leave a comment

My childhood was a mosaic of experiences, both challenging and enriching, which I now regard as invaluable. Among these memories, one stands out: my time at a sleep-away camp. Despite initial trepidation and likely shedding tears, the farm-style setting…

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51 years old

Wakime HauserJanuary 9, 20241,324 Leave a comment

As another year swiftly comes to an end, I find myself on the brink of turning 51. Reflecting on my journey, I feel immensely blessed to have reached this point. In my teenage years, the specter of violence loomed…

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    Bumpsy, that is his name.  Who is that?  The man who showed me everything in life that I shouldn’t be, yet I wanted to become.  The man who hurt me over and over again.  The man who my sisters called Bumpsy.  Bumpsy is/was my father.   In the Winter of 2021, I forgave my dad and accepted his role in my life.  He is the man who my sister and all his friends (none to date I trust) call Bumpsy.  I could never call him that.  I called him dad because that is who I wanted him too always be.  It was not to the age of 41 that I realized what a father was.  That is when I began a relationship with my first-born son.  His presence forced me to be a father figure.  It was not hard, I just told him the truth, good, bad and or neutral. At the age of 49 I am finally confident enough to be a good father.  I am also smart enough not to try to make up for my prior shortcomings as a father in the past.  I am here for my children now.  I don’t baby them and I do not,...
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    AMERICA, Is like ME!

    America is flawed Just like me It has made many unforgettable mistakes God blessed America And Forgave me for my sins America is strong Just like me This country fought to be free War after war Internally and externally As I have battled my own personal Demons And societal expectations America is weak Just like me Greed and hate penetrate its liberty As the pain of my mistakes Rains on my melon cheeks America did not choose me Nor did I choose America It was founded on evil mixed with righteousness As I was created on narcotics and holy water I love America Just like I love myself The good the bad and the indifferent This is my home Like me It will ALWAYS be a work in progress For ALL BY WAKIME SHARRI HAUSER
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    Mr. K

    This blog is a great follow up to Ham Ave. When I first moved to Greenwich I was completely new to organized sports. The only games I knew were kick ball, stick ball, taps and tag. I watched baseball, football and basketball all the time. I just never had the opportunity to play sports in an organized or even unorganized setting. Living in the city and spending a lot of time in the projects didn’t allow for these opportunities for me prior to moving to Greenwich. Being outside and playing as a kid allowed me to transition to organized sports well. I went to Hamilton Avenue Elementary school. I was not a fan of the learning part in school. The change from the Mount Vernon/ Bronx New York to Greenwich Ct really halted my education. The Bronx and Mount Vernon areas I lived in were predominantly black. I didn’t even know too many people of Spanish descent. Greenwich on the other hand was white, and the neighborhood I lived in was mostly Italian. I went from being called a white boy to being seen as black. I was extremely uncomfortable and the only way I knew how to deal with,...
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