Kids In Discovery Of Self (K.I.D.S.) offers the following:
- One-on-one tutoring and counseling/Life coach
- A Day of Journeys w/Personal GPS – Annual Event where Student Participants come to hear Professionals speak of their life story that brought them from where the Student Participants age group to where they are today. Goal here is connecting to inspire growth.
- Facebook and YouTube interaction with mentors and other youth
- Opportunities to visit businesses and organizations to learn up close and first-hand about your interests, your potential profession, and your career. Developing of maps to dreams
- Support with issues like housing, job training, juvenile courts, and relationship development with parents/guardians/teachers/friends
- A new attitude and outlook on life that is a definite move in the direction of progress above and beyond ones present state
Post by Anna Lovejoy (Testimony)
Email from Anna Lovejoy: My Testimony
7/19/2016 11:09 AM
Ms. Sherina, or as I sometimes call her, my “Umookti,” (one who is as a Sister to my Mother) was a living angel. An individual I met her through my father, which is another story in itself. When I first encountered her, it was a period where for the most part, I did not have a positive female adult presence. In some ways, she was a mother figure for myself. A mother of 5, she was successful and at peace; the very thing I was seeking for myself.
I had become accustomed and numb to my family dynamics. A healthy family dynamic and environment, was something I wasn’t privileged to have. A brief synopsis of myself at the time we met; I was 15, a junior in high school (one of my bestowed gifts is intelligence, an IQ over 151), which is a double edge sword in itself. I was consumed by anger and resentment, for what many today refer to, as family. By the time I reached 14, I had already been raped twice, molested by two different individuals of which one was a family member and the other was a baby sitter (female). The sitter’s family had known myself through my entirety on this planet. I was and are a person of faith, yet I was infuriated with God.
She did not judge me, nor did she make me feel as if I was less than worthy. She was very accepting, even though she did not know me from a can of paint and I was anything but friendly. Anyway she treated me as if I was one of her own and in time I go to the house a very deep appreciation and love for my Umookti. It did not matter the topic, the time, nor the location; if I needed her, or contacted her, she was ALWAYS there and quick to respond. Her life was so busy with her own family, I honestly have no clue how she had any time remaining for myself. There were times, as I got older, where she provided a safe haven for myself. She did so despite all that was going on around us, despite the influence and horrible comments from my own so-called mother. The relationship I had with my father, which is how we met, even when that would falter, I was still able to communicate with her.
She never forced her own values and beliefs upon me, she simply just listened and provided advice. It takes a humble and wise person, to listen to someone whom has many more years on this place called Earth, and actually take heed to their teachings. The times where I wanted her to be present for significant markers in my life, even if she wasn’t able to do so, due to conflict and other mundane principles, she was still there. I could communicate with her about any subject, whether it be sex, men, women, life, work, school, my anger, etc., she was always there to listen. When I went through periods of cutting off everybody and everything I knew in the world, and pretty much fell off the face of the Earth; whenever I resurfaced, she was right there as if nothing ever happened.