{"id":9427,"date":"2016-10-13T22:53:04","date_gmt":"2016-10-14T02:53:04","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.lisaschnellinger.com\/pennies\/?p=9427"},"modified":"2019-05-15T13:47:38","modified_gmt":"2019-05-15T17:47:38","slug":"at-the-edge-of-the-pool","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.lisaschnellinger.com\/pennies\/?p=9427","title":{"rendered":"At the edge of the pool"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>There were adults in that swimming pool. Couldn&#8217;t they tell the difference between the shrieks of kids playing and the\u00a0shriek of abject terror from a small girl being chased by a teenage boy?<\/p>\n<p>Why did they ignore my cries for help?<\/p>\n<p>And some part of me knew that if they didn&#8217;t respond while it was happening, those adults wouldn&#8217;t listen to my complaints later.<\/p>\n<p>They weren&#8217;t paying attention.<\/p>\n<p>They were chatting, socializing, laughing. His dad, my dad, other relatives. Not strangers who might have hesitated to intervene. A sharp word from any one of them would have put a stop to it.<\/p>\n<p>His grin was so scary. I wasn&#8217;t even 10 years old; I didn&#8217;t understand the kind of greed in\u00a0his expression. I didn&#8217;t recognize lust in that form. I thought sex was for making babies.<\/p>\n<p>I kept trying to get away from him. I ran and swam as fast as I could, the water was so heavy against my legs, and his legs were longer and he was faster and I tried to escape and sometimes I did, but usually he cornered me at one edge of the pool, caught me and grabbed me.<\/p>\n<p>I couldn&#8217;t testify in court as to what parts of me he grabbed. It was a blur of fear and pain and confusion and panic.<\/p>\n<p>He grabbed where I didn&#8217;t want to be grabbed and I couldn&#8217;t make him stop.<\/p>\n<p>I don&#8217;t know how it stopped. Maybe a\u00a0volleyball game started up and I swam for\u00a0cover. Maybe I got faster at swimming and better at avoiding the edge of the pool. Maybe my screaming finally kept him away for fear that an adult would pay closer attention.<\/p>\n<p>Even now it makes me anxious to think about it. Being chased, not able to get away, screaming, his arms reaching to grab me. And then the groping.<\/p>\n<p>I don&#8217;t know how many times it happened, but it feels\u00a0like dozens. I can&#8217;t distinguish the memory replays from the reality. They all feel the same.<\/p>\n<p>There were always adults in that pool.<\/p>\n<p>Why didn&#8217;t they stop him?<\/p>\n<p>I am stronger now. When I scream, I will be heard.<\/p>\n<p>Today&#8217;s penny is a 1968 &#8211; the year that the adults weren&#8217;t paying attention to me in the pool.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>There were adults in that swimming pool. Couldn&#8217;t they tell the difference between the shrieks of kids playing and the\u00a0shriek of abject terror from a small girl being chased by a teenage boy? Why did they ignore my cries for help? And some part of me knew that if they didn&#8217;t respond while it was &hellip; <a href=\"https:\/\/www.lisaschnellinger.com\/pennies\/?p=9427\" class=\"more-link\">read more <span class=\"screen-reader-text\">At the edge of the pool<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":9432,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[320],"tags":[162,1261,1262,813],"class_list":["post-9427","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-shelter","tag-162","tag-groping","tag-sexual-assault","tag-swimming"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.lisaschnellinger.com\/pennies\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/9427","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.lisaschnellinger.com\/pennies\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.lisaschnellinger.com\/pennies\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.lisaschnellinger.com\/pennies\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.lisaschnellinger.com\/pennies\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=9427"}],"version-history":[{"count":8,"href":"https:\/\/www.lisaschnellinger.com\/pennies\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/9427\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":9439,"href":"https:\/\/www.lisaschnellinger.com\/pennies\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/9427\/revisions\/9439"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.lisaschnellinger.com\/pennies\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/media\/9432"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.lisaschnellinger.com\/pennies\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=9427"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.lisaschnellinger.com\/pennies\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=9427"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.lisaschnellinger.com\/pennies\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=9427"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}