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UPDATED: Monday, June 25, 2007

Educator strives to steer student from gang life

Posted on Saturday, June 30, 2007
 

Part four of NorthBay series

By Julia Boyle
THE ERICKSON TRIBUNE

Editor’s note: For the safety and privacy of the juveniles in this story, only their initials will be used.

A red bandana hangs from the back pocket of D.C.’s baggy gray sweat pants, and Phil Davis, his NorthBay educator, asks him to put it away. D.C. stuffs it into his pocket and continues playing basketball with his friends, just like a sixth-grader should.

But that color bothers Davis.

Red, the signature color of the Bloods—a Los Angeles-born gang that reached Baltimore, Md., only in the past six or seven years according to law enforcement officials—may mean little to people outside the inner city. But to gang members it can mean life or death.

Davis believes the student’s father and brother both belong to the Bloods. To him, red means he has three days to give D.C. a reason not to follow in his family’s footsteps.

Living alone at 15
Davis, a Baltimore native, is no stranger to troublemakers like D.C. who visited the in-school suspension office fresh off the bus from Booker T. Washington Middle School.

“I usually get the tougher kids because I’m heavy on character development. Most of the other educators stress the science aspect,” he says.

But living unsupervised in a Park Heights apartment at just 15 years old, D.C. is more than a troublemaker: He’s a kid with a lot of potential and too many opportunities to throw it away.

According to Officer Black (first name omitted), who patrols Booker T. Washington Middle School, gangs target children as young as eight to become members. But gangs affect more children than their members. “Gangs are growing into suburban areas … but in the city they go hand-in-hand with drugs and violence,” Black says.

D.C. says he sees drugs every day in his neighborhood. Other students tell accounts of gangs, drugs, drunks, and shootings. But that’s why they’ve come to NorthBay.


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Making it count
“Some of the situations you guys have been talkin’ about, I’ve been there. That’s why I’m here—to help you so you don’t have to go through the same thing,” Davis says.

Throughout the week students navigate the ropes course, dig for clams, and hike in the woods. Davis associates NorthBay’s natural environment with his students’ everyday battles. He relates sea grasses that sift pollutants from the Chesapeake Bay to “filters” who act as positive role models in a child’s life. He relates a vulture’s bad rap to stereotypes people face every day.

He teaches these lessons week after week, but this week passed quickly. It’s already the last day and Davis’s last chance to hit home with these kids, especially D.C.

“I’m going to change my last lesson and focus on gangs,” Davis says in a moment away the students. “I usually focus on taking action, but even though D.C. says he’s not in a gang, he’s showing a lot of signs that he is—throwing gang signs, wearing red.”

Message in disguise
Davis focuses his lesson on how animals survive in the wild—in packs or on their own—to disguise a message about gangs.

The prompt works. The conversation quickly turns from animals in the wild to life in the city. D.C. speaks up about his experiences.

“If you travel in packs in Baltimore, people don’t mess with you at all. But if you’re in a pack and you got on one color they gonna consider you as a gang member,” he says. After summarizing the rules and risks of red and blue, he recounts a time when he turned to Bloods members for protection.

Davis relates
In an attempt to emphasize the severity and dangers of gang affiliation, Davis tells a bone-chilling story of his experience with two Crips members in Los Angeles. As the Bloods’ biggest rival gang, Crips members wear blue—and kill over red.

In an unusual 15 minutes of silence, the group listens intently.

“My roommate was a Crip, and being from Baltimore I didn’t have a clue … One night we go out … and I’m 3,000 miles from home, 18 years old, sittin’ in a car with two convicted felons … One of them has a loaded shotgun, and he’s talkin’ about how he’s gonna kill the first person he sees wearing red,” Davis says.

Maybe it’s sinking in.

All but one
During the last night’s evening program every week at NorthBay, educators, teachers, and chaperones invite the students to “choose life” and tell them, “You have the power to be.” Students signify their decision by coming to the stage and touching a brick.

Young boys and girls filter up, and the steps where they sat become visible. Nearly every student graces the stage, hugging teachers and chaperones, embracing their stand against violence, against drugs, against gangs.

Nearly everyone except D.C.



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