These days, though, my children are gone and in place of them there are screamers at the pool. They scream like their lives are in danger, and they scream for hours - hours - at a time. I wonder that their voices don't go. It's usually just one or maybe two doing all the screaming, which suggests to me that not everyone feels the need. That not everyone has to express themselves in this way.
At times I want to go over there and tell them to shut up but so far I have resisted.