Wakime Hauser's Blog

Lesson’s vs. The belt

As a 70’s baby, I was brought up by the belt. The belt was…

Talking Art!

While catching up with a friend and a business associate this weekend in New…

Showing up

There’s been a thought circling in my mind this week—showing up. Not just in…

Election Day!

As I pulled up to the polls at Kenney Elementary School in Manchester, Connecticut,…

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May 29, 2023

I wanna be I wanna be beyond the stars Floating on life Listening to my grandfather I wanna be sitting on white sands Sipping on a margarita In the company of a queen I wanna be in heaven Reconnecting with my lost loves Embracing there souls I wanna be lost in love Loyal husband and father Giving my best to my family I wanna to be the president Committed to the democracy Working for the people I wanna be young Following the guide of the lectures Not learning always from experience I wanna be rich Not with the root of evil But with knowledge and understanding I wanna be the best I could be Not noticed as potential I man who achieves I wanna be a shadow Seen in the dark Hiding in the light I wanna be I wanna be Those things we can’t see By Wakime Sharri Hauser

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May 22, 2023

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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June 5, 2023

Men Matter

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 a few. I was always told that I was black. I believed this most of my young life. I recall in 5th or 6th grade doing a family tree. My father directed me to my grandfather and he gave me a history dating back to the early 1800’s. This information was accompanied with stories. I really felt like I knew my fathers side of the family. As a child we had family reunions and I would meet relatives from all over the United States. My great aunt’s and uncles would display so much pride in their heritage. My Grandfather was from the south and experienced racism in a different way then I did as a kid and adult. He was not fond of white folk, but always informed me that my family had white blood. It was not very clear to me the source of the white blood but I understood it as a woman had kids and may have even,...

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March 27, 2023

Half a Mint

I had to be about 20, maybe 21 years old. I don’t remember the exact year or day. I believe it was the summer of 1993. I was pushing a red 1988 Mustang LX. It was the worst car I ever had. It was a candy apple red, had factory rims, and a kicker box in the back seat. I would put it in the trunk when I picked up my friends. The system sounded muffled when I did so. I had a portable CD player that I would use through the tape deck with a cassette adapter. It would skip everytime I hit a bump. I just started smoking weed on a daily basis and my dreams of being a professional basketball player shifted to becoming a rapper. I was drinking and driving, smoking and driving, living to get high, drunk and laid. Does this sound familiar to you and your post high school days? I worked at a summer camp where all of the camp counselors were doing the same. We would work all day playing and working with kids from ages 6-14, then go play ball, eat, and find a place to hang out all night partying.,...

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July 30, 2024

Trust without truth

When I was an emotional and somewhat naïve undergraduate student, I wrote a paper on police brutality and excessive force. Despite dedicating significant time to it, I received a C. At the time, I was convinced that my grade was due to the paper’s critical stance on the police, which I then viewed as a white supremacist organization that despised Black people. This sentiment was echoed by my friends, family, and relatives. I believed anyone who disagreed was racist. I avidly read Malcolm X, Nathan McCall, W.E.B. Du Bois, Marcus Garvey, Alex Haley, and Booker T. Washington. I deeply understood the historical struggles of Black Americans. Indeed, it was a struggle, and I believe that we Black Americans are living in far better conditions today compared to fifty years ago and beyond. The further back you go, the worse it gets. In 2012, I was on a college field trip with students who were beginning to explore higher education opportunities. My mentor, who was the acting president of a university, invited us to his office. He delivered a powerful speech, concluding with words that have stayed with me: “Never let your appearance or culture be the excuse you don’t reach,...

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Shades of a Man (Podcast)

Growth takes time!

Men’s deserve to heal

Your character is naked!

2023 will be great because…

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Men’s deserve to heal

Wakime Hauser's Blog

Lesson’s vs. The belt

Talking Art!

Showing up

Election Day!

I Wanna be (poem)

Mr. K

Men Matter

Half a Mint

Trust without truth

Men healing – Round 2

Shades of a Man (Podcast)

Growth takes time!

Men’s deserve to heal