I got into a fight while under the influence of drugs and alcohol..
I saw a person from a different gang. I just attacked her.
“I’m from North Dakota. Grew up in Portland. Dad is Klamath Modoc went to North Dakota to a reservation to visit. Mom lives in Oregon. Sister, mom, and dad live together. Mom stays at home. Dad is a drug and alcohol counselor with Native Americans in Portland, with the Siltez tribe. I’m here ten years. I’m a measure 11 kid. Measure 11, that’s mandatory 60 months. I got into a fight while under the influence of drugs and alcohol. I was on probation. I saw a person from a different gang. I just attacked her. I was still drinking. I broke her arm, wrist, and eye bones. She pressed charges. I was told to plead guilty rather than face charges of assault with a gang enhancement. I’ve been in here since I was 15. I grew up in native ways, going to sun dance, sweats, and powwows. Then out of nowhere I hung out with the wrong crowd, the wrong people. I was on probation from MIP [minor in possession], then I was drinkin’, smoking weed, and I picked up the assault. I was 14 when it started. I was straight A’s in school but I was pretty bored. So I started drinking and partying. My mom and my grandma both have diabetes. My mom was a user and both or them were alcoholics. My aunt uses and drinks all the time. From the start, I knew I could have done better. When I was using or drinking, I wouldn’t care about the sacred ceremonies. They have sweats here once a week, in the yard. They have a powwow too. Now I am back to my culture.”
-D.O., age 16, Oak Creek Oregon, Albany, Oregon