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A Times Valley Edition Special Report : Chapter 8: The Violence : Fear Stalks the Hallways as Shootings Touch Lives

September 19, 1993|JOHN JOHNSON | Times Staff Writer

Even at a suburban school like Northridge, which has a reputation as a safe campus, the threat of violence casts a shadow over the school day.

It isn't just the five campus aides stalking the halls with walkie-talkies flapping at their belts, or the random metal detector searches.

You can see the way violence has changed behavior in the way the gym teachers flinch, fearing a bullet, when they hear a car backfire out on Schoenborn Street. The discovery of broken glass in the teachers parking lot causes a scramble to find out whether someone's car had been stolen. After two were stolen the previous year in the back lot, teachers stopped parking there.

Campus authorities have even established specific emergency procedures, a kind of school civil defense plan, for fear of their own neighbors. If Principal Beryl Ward came on the intercom and announced that "Jesus Weinstein" was needed at the office, the teachers would know they should close and lock their doors. The code was later changed to a warning that an exterminator was spraying outside so the students would not be surprised to see teachers locking their rooms like bomb shelters.

Those procedures were invoked on Feb. 22, one of the bloodiest school days of the year. Michael Ensley was shot and killed in a hallway at Reseda High School, just two miles from Northridge. It sounded like a gang matter, and because some of the students at Northridge had siblings at Reseda, it was feared that trouble there might spread.

"Today is a day to keep kids in classes," Ward told her assistants during a meeting in her conference room. "They shouldn't be out on passes."

"We're pretty much on alert," replied Kenny Jan, a campus aide. The gates were all locked.

Alice Dabboussi, the PTSA president whose son and older daughter attended Reseda, was in a panic. She used the office phone to call but couldn't get through. Finally, she made a decision. "I'm going over to get my chickies," she said, walking briskly out of the building.

She had recently returned from a vacation in Australia. Her kids marveled at the freedom she gave them to go and do whatever they pleased. They wondered why she wouldn't let them do that at home. The Valley wasn't safe enough anymore, she told them. Here was proof.

At the same time, two other shootings involving former students helped raise tensions on campus.

In one, which occurred the same day Ensley was shot, a girl named Rocio Delgado, a former Northridge student attending nearby Cleveland High School, was shot and killed during a gang confrontation off campus. The first boy arrested, Aureliano Vasquez, had been a Northridge student two years before. The story among the students at Northridge, confirmed by police, was that Rocio got hit accidentally when the intended victim ducked.

"The girl who was killed was a good student," said Jan. "I'm just trying to think who will be next."

Vasquez and three others are awaiting trial.

The third killing involved Ray Haney, a former student who police said shot a member of a rival gang at a Reseda intersection a few days before the other killings. Jan said the confrontation occurred because the victim had crossed out the graffiti of another tagging crew.

The shootings sent the teachers at Northridge into a period of reflection. "Look around here," Marilyn Hayes told her Advisory soberly. "Someone here may kill someone."

She was visibly shaken during an after-school staff meeting in the library. "What are we doing wrong?" she asked her friend, Patty Suydam.

Suydam didn't have an answer. "In the last week," Suydam said of the shootings, one of which involved several suspects, "eight of our former students have been involved in murder, either as murderers or victims. My stomach hurts."

As the teachers filed out after the meeting, someone said she didn't remember Haney, the suspect in the tagging incident.

"He was voted most huggable," reminded Sue Castaneda.

The students, however, didn't share the same sense of horror about the violence welling up around them. A group gathered at lunch one day after the Reseda High School shooting to discuss their feelings, which were that it was too bad but nothing particularly out of the ordinary.

"It always happens," said Joe Garcia, 13. "It's no big deal."

A boy named Luis saw the dead girl's body on the street. "I never saw a dead person before," he said, with a touch of excitement in his voice. "Blood was dripping out of her mouth."

There was a boastfulness in the way they talked, as each tried to show even more casual indifference toward death than the other.

One of the students, a hulking eighth-grader named Damian Linares, shouldered forward to recount his own brush with crime. His 49er Starter jacket was taken from him at gunpoint a few months before. "I was going to the 7-Eleven after school. They held the gun to my head."

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