Since August 2007, the Denver Street School has been my home.
When I first walked in the doors of the Street School, I was a terrified, but tough 16-year-old who was ready to take on the world. It was in the halls of this school that I found Christ and myself.
Because of the commitment and encouragement of the loving staff, I was able to graduate high school a year early, get into college, land a good paying job, and support my two beautiful God-babies. But my Street School story didn’t stop there.
Just months after graduating, the Lord called me back to DSS, this time as a teacher’s assistant and volunteer. In the years since, my role at the Street School has shifted time and time again. I’ve been a teacher’s assistant. I’ve been the preschool teacher. I have been the lunch lady, cooking teacher, PE teacher, assistant volleyball coach, receptionist, student teacher, administrative assistant, substitute teacher, cooking teacher, advocate, development manager, event coordinator, publications editor, English teacher, volunteer coordinator, make-shift graphic designer, and guidance counselor. You name it, I’ve probably done it.
I’ve grown and grown up in the halls of the Denver Street School. I am the woman of God I am today because of the beautiful staff I’ve worked along side.
I am incredibly thankful for DSS and it is with a slightly heavy heart that I say that I am moving on into an intermission of sorts for the 2015-2016 school year. For more on that, check out All Things Alaska.
But I believe that this season in Alaska will be just that– an inter-mission. A mission within my work at DSS, not apart from. So while I am 2,500 miles away from the halls and people that I know and love, I will be leaving my DSS stories up here on my blog as an archive of sorts.
These are the stories of students and events that have shaped me. And I look forward to the day when I will return and continue these stories.
The support archives…
“Come and see what God has done: he is awesome in his deeds toward the children of man.”