Does Anyone Remember Genie?

 

‘I am Genie...'

'I remember when I knew no better...the time when love was something my mama mentioned to me when she brought me food, but not something I understood.

"Love you Genie," she would say after feeding me. "Go sleep now Genie. She would pat my head then, sometimes. I liked it when she patted my head... Sometimes I would cry when she did. Not sure why...

I would listen to Daddy and Johnny sometimes and sometimes I laughed because I could imagine them talking to me, and patting my head like they did Nancy… I know they loved Nancy. They pet her head much. Puppy Nancy and I were loved, or I thought I was, before I knew what love was...Yeah...they loved Nancy when they patted her head...maybe not me though, not like the love I felt later.

I used to like the songs I would hear while I sat on my potty chair, trying to sleep. I found out later that a boy next door played piano, and that was the nice sounds I would hear sometimes. It would make me cry when I heard these songs… Everything was so pretty when I heard the songs...I knew love then, I think. The world was so pretty when I heard these songs. I remember looking at my friend; ‘shiny yellow coat’, while I was listening to the pretty music. I would rock my head and laugh too. So pretty, and I always looked forward to those times. I would pet ‘shiny yellow coat’ sometimes like she was puppy Nancy. She liked the music also.

I miss those times when I knew no better... I wish I never learned from where those songs came from.

I wish I never knew what love really was...When someone says they will help you and then they leave you; I have had many people do this to me.

I miss what I used to think love was... I miss my potty chair. I miss hearing the pretty songs some days which seemed to come from nowhere like magic. I miss getting patted on my head by mama when she cleaned me or fed me. I miss hearing Daddy and Johnny talking... I miss pretending that they be talking to me while they patted me and loved me like they did Puppy Nancy.

I miss not knowing better... I miss feeling safe, and knowing what was to come the next day... I miss there being no promises... promises are bad. I have the memories though and I pretend I know no better... At least people leave me alone now, and they don’t pretend to care anymore...’

 

(Genie now lives in a sheltered accommodation in an undisclosed location in Southern California; it is at least her sixth adult foster home. Her mother died in 2003.)

 

Please read about Genie (Her bio provided below). See where she ended up. The article is short, so please find the time to read it. See how people used her, and imagine you are her. See past yourself please and what you endure now, and imagine being Genie. Find the time in your busy schedules please to read all about her...Then go back to the top and read the first four paragraphs again when I dreamed of seeing through her eyes where she’s at in the present..

We have understood love, we have understood freedom. Genie never had the opportunities we have had...Let's give her some time now.

I see her sitting in a corner with her arms wrapped around her legs. She is grown, and tired looking. She is smiling as she rocks, and humming. She is thinking about when she was young, restrained on the potty chair, listening contently to the classical music being played by the neighbor. She is both happy and sad at the same time. Most have forgotten her… I want you to remember her now. Please… And I want you to know there are others like her out there.

Thank you

 

"Genie is the pseudonym for a feral child who spent nearly all of the first thirteen years of her life locked inside a bedroom strapped to a potty chair. She was a victim of one of the most severe cases of social isolation in American history. Genie was discovered by Los Angeles authorities on November 4, 1970.

Genie's discovery was compared extensively with that of Victor of Aveyron, about whom a film was made, The Wild Child. Psychologists, linguists and other scientists exhibited great interest in the case due to its perceived ability to reveal insights into the development of language and linguistic critical periods. Initially cared for in the Children's Hospital Los Angeles, Genie later became the subject of acrimonious debate over where and with whom she should eventually live, moving between the houses of the researchers who studied her, to foster homes, to her mother's house, and finally to a sheltered home for adults with disabilities in California. Funding and research interest in her abilities eventually ceased. In 1994 a book was written about her case by Russ Rymer.

 Parents and child abuse

Genie's parents lived in Arcadia, California. Genie's mother was partially blind due to cataracts and a detached retina, and her father (who was 20 years older than his wife) was supposedly mentally unbalanced Genie was the fourth (and second surviving) child, and had an elder brother who also lived in the home.

When Genie was between 14 and 20 months of age and was just beginning to learn speech, a doctor told her family that she seemed to be developmentally delayed and possibly mildly retarded. Her father took the opinion more seriously than it was expressed by the doctor, apparently deciding that she was profoundly retarded, and subjected her to severe confinement and ritual ill-treatment in an attempt to "protect" her.

Genie spent the next 12 years of her life locked in her bedroom. During the day, she was tied to a child's potty chair in diapers; some nights, when she hadn't been completely forgotten, she was bound in a sleeping bag and placed in an enclosed crib with a cover made of metal screening. Indications are that Genie's father beat her with a large stick if she vocalized, and he barked and growled at her like a dog in order to keep her quiet. He also rarely allowed his wife and son to leave the house or even to speak, and he expressly forbade them to speak to Genie. By the age of 13, Genie was almost entirely mute, commanding a vocabulary of about 20 words and a few short phrases (nearly all negative), such as "stop it" and "no more."

 Rescue

Genie was discovered at the age of 13 when her mother left her husband and took Genie with her. On November 4, 1970, the two entered a welfare office in Temple City, California, to seek benefits for the blind. A social worker met them and guessed that Genie was 6 or 7 years old and possibly autistic. When it was revealed that she was actually 13, the social worker immediately called her supervisor, who then notified the Los Angeles County Sheriff's Department.Temple Station deputies responded, the parents were charged with child abuse, and Genie was taken to Children's Hospital Los Angeles. Genie's mother, weak and almost blind, claimed she was herself a victim of abuse by Genie's father. The father committed suicide by shooting himself on the day both parents were to be arraigned on child abuse charges. Charges against the mother went forward in municipal court, but the judge refused to forward the charges to superior court.

Genie had a strange "bunny walk", in which she held her hands up in front, like paws. Although she was almost entirely silent, she constantly sniffed, spat, and clawed. Many of the items she coveted were objects with which she could play. In spite of her condition, hospital staff hoped they could nurture her to normality. When interest in the case widened, Genie became the focus of an investigation to provide evidence supporting the theory that humans have a critical age threshold for language acquisition. Within a few months of therapy, she had advanced to one-word answers and had learned to dress herself. Her doctors predicted complete success. They even screened François Truffaut's movie The Wild Child for ideas. Genie was initially moved out of the hospital to the home of Jean Butler, and later was moved to live with psychologist David Rigler, his wife and children, where she remained for four years.

 Characteristics and personality

Though initially nearly silent, Genie later learned to vocalize and express herself through sign language. Provided with few toys or objects to stimulate her, the majority of her time was spent in a dark room staring at a yellow plastic raincoat. After her rescue, attempts were made to help her speak and socialize. Her demeanor changed considerably, and she became social with adults she was familiar with. Colorful plastic objects became her favorite objects to collect and play with, and she demonstrated a deep fascination with classical music played on the piano (one of the neighboring children practiced piano regularly, and this was speculated to be the source of her fascination as it was one of very few sensations available to her). Genie developed remarkable nonverbal communication skills; repeatedly she and her caretakers were approached by strangers who would, without being asked, spontaneously give Genie gifts or possessions in which she exhibited an interest.

 First foster home

Jean Butler was Genie's teacher at Children's Hospital. Butler became Genie's foster parent by accident or by, as members of the Genie team suspected, a scheme that Butler concocted to allow Genie to stay with her. Butler claimed that she herself had a rash that was likely measles, and thus when Genie had visited her home, Genie may have contracted it. Genie was moved to Butler's home with the initial intent of a temporary quarantine, but the stay became prolonged when Butler petitioned to make it permanent. Butler became very protective of Genie and resisted visits by other members of the Genie team including Susan Curtiss and James Kent.

Butler's personal journal recorded concern that Genie was taxed too greatly by the Genie team and experiments; however, Butler didn't hide the fact that she hoped Genie would help make her famous. According to Curtiss, Butler frequently stated that she was "going to be the next Anne Sullivan." Her true intentions may never be known because she died in 1988, but many members of the Genie team claimed genuine affection for Genie and an overwhelming desire to "rescue" her.

Butler did, however, continue the essential practice of observing and documenting Genie's behavior while in her home. One such behavior Butler documented was Genie's practice of hoarding, a behavior typical of children who have been moved from abusive homes. When Butler applied to be Genie's legal foster parent, she was rejected.

 Second foster home

Genie returned to the hospital and was handed over to a new foster parent, therapist David Rigler. His wife, Marilyn, became Genie's new teacher. Marilyn found the need to teach Genie unconventional lessons, for example, in anger management. Genie would go into a fit of rage and act out against herself, so Marilyn taught Genie to "rage" through jumping, slamming doors, stomping her feet and generally "having a fit." Marilyn noted that Genie had a stronger command of vocabulary than most children acquiring language. During this period Genie was even able to discuss her years of abuse.

Marilyn Rigler: Where did you stay when you lived at home? Where did you live? Where did you sleep?

Genie: Potty chair.

Marilyn Rigler: You slept in the potty chair?

Genie: Mmm-hmm. Potty chair.

 

She stayed with the Rigler family for the next four years. During that period she began to learn some language, and the Riglers arranged for her to learn sign language. She also learned to smile. If she could not express herself in language, she would try to communicate by drawing pictures.

 Loss of funds and interest

Despite Genie's relative success, the National Institute of Mental Health, which had funded the project, grew concerned about the lack of scientific research data generated, as well as the unprofessional manner in which records were being kept. In 1974, the Institute cut off funding for the research. The following year the Riglers decided to discontinue their foster parenting. Genie had not yet learned full grammatical English and only went so far as phrases like "Applesauce buy store."

Later childhood

In 1975, Genie was returned to the custody of her mother, who wished to care for her daughter. After a few months, the mother found that taking care of Genie was too difficult, and Genie was transferred to a succession of six more foster homes. In some of the homes she was physically abused and harassed, and her development regressed severely. She returned to her coping mechanism of silence and gained a new fear of opening her mouth. This new fear developed after she was severely punished for vomiting in one of her foster homes; she didn't want to open her mouth, even to speak, for fear of vomiting and facing punishment again.

The original research team heard nothing more about Genie until her mother sued them for excessive and outrageous testing and claimed the researchers gave testing priority over Genie's welfare, pushing her beyond the limits of her endurance. The suit was settled in 1984.

Present condition

(Genie now lives in a sheltered accommodation in an undisclosed location in Southern California; it is at least her sixth adult foster home. Her mother died in 2003.)

An independent film entitled Mockingbird Don't Sing is based on Genie's life."