Nailah Robinson
Bio
Author, Mother, Wife, Sister, Daughter, Cousin, Daughter In Law, Sister In Law, Friend, Grand Daughter, Niece, Teacher, and Student. I am so many things to so many people, but in the end, I'm just Nailah.
Stories (66/0)
The Black and White Issue
Social media is getting out of control with these black and white relationship celebration memes. I get it. Love who you love, but don’t look down on those of us who prefer to love our own. Representation matters, but some of these memes are ridiculous and give off the wrong impression of what you feel about your own kind. It does not make me racist when I say that I will not let anything but a black man inside of me, just like it doesn’t make you any less racist when you prefer a race other than your own. You can like the person and still not like the race, babes. Frankly, I’m tired of seeing it, so I have some things I need to get off my chest.
By Nailah Robinson3 years ago in Humans
How a New Teacher Spends Over $500 Before You Even Teach A Class
I always knew I wanted to be a teacher, but I ran away from it for a very long time because I knew that there was really no money in teaching. You are expected to get a bachelor’s degree for a field where, at least in Arizona, you will not get paid even $40,000 per year. I was coasting for a really long time. I was just doing whatever job tickled my fancy, and believe me there were a lot of different ones. It was starting to get ridiculous.
By Nailah Robinson3 years ago in Education
Beware of HyreCar
HyreCar is a carsharing app for Rideshare and Delivery app drivers that need to rent a vehicle in order to do their services. People rent out their vehicles and are paid through the app per day. Renters can choose to rent for at least 2 days, and then they can extend the rental as they go. I was driving on the platform whenever I got some free time from my regular job as a substitute teacher (now a full time teacher, but it’s not important to the story), but after the experiences I’ve had as of late, I will never drive from this app again.
By Nailah Robinson3 years ago in 01
Beware of Taicho
It was a year after my legal separation. I had dated a few people but none that were ever going to stick. I met him on a dating app. There was just something about him. He was definitely cute and had this undeniable charm about him. I couldn't resist.
By Nailah Robinson3 years ago in Humans
The Merryweather Children
“Papa died,” Honor cried through the phone. “What happened?” I asked gathering the files on my desk and packing them away in the old ratted briefcase I had been carrying since I came to New York five years ago. Papa had given it to me, and it always reminded me of home. People always asked me why I never got a new one, especially when the handle started to rip at the seams and I poorly stitched it back together. Looking at it now though, it didn’t feel so sentimental anymore. It felt like I had missed something; something that I never should have.
By Nailah Robinson3 years ago in Fiction
Summer of Soul (...Or, When the Revolution Could Not Be Televised)
"In 1969, during the same summer as Woodstock, a different music festival took place 100 miles away. Over 300,000 people attended the summer concert series known as the Harlem Cultural Festival. It was Free to all. The festival was filmed. But after that summer the footage sat in a basement for 50 years. It has never been seen until now." These are the opening lines of the best musical documentary that I have ever seen.
By Nailah Robinson3 years ago in Geeks
Throwing Out The Labels
I saw this post recently on Facebook, and I couldn't agree more. Most days, I regret saying anything about being polyamorous when I decided to tell the world two years ago. Although it is my truth, and I had been living this way from the beginning, there is something to be said about not having to say anything, and just being.
By Nailah Robinson3 years ago in Confessions
Barbecue Etiquette
By the time you read this, another Fourth of July will have come and gone again. Everybody's favorite pass time during the holiday is joining up with family and friends and having an old fashioned barbecue. There are a few rules of etiquette that everyone should follow when showing up to a Black barbecue that can actually get you put out if not followed properly. Now please do not be offended by this, I only write about a Black barbecue because I am Black, and I know of which I speak. Other cultures may do things differently, and I do not want to assume.
By Nailah Robinson3 years ago in Families
The Dance
“And now coming to the stage…Chasity,” she heard the new DJ call. With that dry introduction she knew he wouldn’t last long. That wasn’t her God given name, but it was the name her best friend convinced her was far enough away from her real name for anybody to recognize her and close enough to her name for her to remember to answer to it. She stepped to the stage and the dance began.
By Nailah Robinson3 years ago in Fiction