This is a book I can’t look at objectively because the tragedy at the centre of it so gripped, moved and haunted me, that the quality of the book itself is almost irrelevant to the effect it had. I came across her story in Savage Girls and Wild Boys and, if I’m honest, I’d rather have been ignorant of it. The image of having to sit, for over 4,000 days on a potty with almost no stimulation whatsoever, is one that I could not leave alone or stop thinking about it. I read this book to exorcise that image.
First off, the abuse that Genie suffered is as close to Hell as I can possibly imagine. I can’t fully imagine it, yet for a while I couldn’t help imagining it.. even thinking of it now makes my eyes sting and my throat tense up. Given the probability that Genie was in all likelihood imprisoned on a potty chair as a totally fair-functioning 20-month old, it becomes that much worse what was denied to her. Locked up like that because her dad wanted to protect her from being exploited, his ensured that not only would she be exploited, but she wouldn’t have a single one of the defence mechanisms a person develops to protect themselves.
That the people in ‘team Genie’ wished to do as well for her as they could, I have no doubt. Yet I also have no doubt that each of them saw Genie as a fascinating scientific test subject. I wish they’d gone with the plan of nurturing Genie, ensuring someone would mother her, hold her, clean her, tickle her - bring her through trauma and establish clear separation of self and others and hope she gained language in the process, rather than teach her language and hope it connected her to people. It’s very telling that grants were awarded to the team on the grounds of linguistics research because such things could be quantified and because she was found at a moment of intense debate about language acquisition. It’s also very telling that the individual care for her ran out the same time the scientific grants did.
I read the book because I couldn’t let the horror of her situation go, yet this book helped me see more than that. How amazing is it that Genie developed as much as she did? That she aced certain right brain tasks beyond any other subject before? That she touched so many people and communicated so clearly with a whole arsenal of non-verbal communication. How incredible is it that someone brought up with so little stimulation, in such dreary pain and horror, could be such a force of personality that it leaps off the page? The pure curiosity, that intellectual powerhouse of the mind, being delighted by things most people ignore.. there’s a small kernel of hope there.
And while her first foster homes was certainly another tragedy heaped on the tragedy already - it’s not impossible that her life has been terrible, there might be very caring people there, moments of outreach and development and fun.. we can only hope.
As for the writing, I find some of the detailed establishment paragraphs to be needlessly flowery but in general I found the book to be sensitive and reflective, giving all the people around her moments to speak their mind and explain their approaches. I was also very interested in the detailed brain-science parts at the end, having studied linguistics at A-level and having some knowledge of the debates about innate vs acquired language. That we have since found out that language is a key cause for brain development and the explanation of how Genie progressed as she did and why she could not progress further, I found very interesting. Yet, those parts did distract from the core human element of the book, an almost unthinkably tragic story of a life growing up in Hell, the scars of which could never be completely left behind.
I work in a primary school, and Genie was strapped in that potty chair (a word that’ll always give me a small feeling of horror from now on) for longer than a child attends the school. When I see how they grow and develop in the time in the school, and imagine all of that being denied and repressed, and yet still a modicum of love and support (driven by a great deal of scientific greediness) still prompted such a flourishing is incredible. I wish her all the best, wherever she is and that she has regained some of the joy and love she deserves.