Nearly every day for seven years now, my morning ritual has included a cloud of smoke hanging over a throng of students, many of whom have a cigarette in hand... No matter which arrondissement teens come from, the clothes they wear and the music they listen to, their main accessory is a cigarette (aka a “clope”).
Is picking grapes in the idyllic French countryside by day and enjoying wine by night the ideal summer job? Find out from 18-year-old Diane Robert...
Many of us bash the French school system because our teens are subject to rigorous requirements, tough grading, and receive sparse encouragement from their teachers; while “at home” teachers encourage their students and reward them with easy grading.
It’s hard to believe that just one month ago I was landing in New York with a very busy schedule and some important decisions to make. Now it’s time to go back to school in Paris. Yes, the dreaded “rentrée” has arrived. But before I return to sneakers, alarm clocks and the airless metro wagons of line 13 (or as I call it: purgatory on wheels), let me recap my summer.
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