Pamela Druckerman is the author of three books including Bringing Up Bébé: One American Mother Discovers the Wisdom of French Parenting. She’s also a contributing opinion writer at the International New York Times.

Je Suis Sick of This

Je Suis Sick of This

After yet another terrorist attack in Europe, can life return to normal?

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How to Be a Parent (from Harper’s)

Soon after my book Bringing Up Bébé appeared, in 2012, I discovered an animated video made by a company in Taiwan. In it, a woman who’s supposed to be me drinks red wine and teaches her child to paint the Mona Lisa. 

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How to Talk to Children About Terrorism

THE day after the terrorist attacks in Paris was one my children won’t soon forget: They got to watch kids’ television all day long.

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In Paris, a Night Disrupted by Terror

It is a perfectly normal dinner party until someone stands up, checks his phone, and says: I think there’s been an explosion, at the Stade de France.

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France, Paradise Lost

When I moved to France 12 years ago, it was like arriving in an unfriendly paradise. Sure, hardly anyone spoke to me. But there was national paid maternity leave and free preschool. Practically everyone seemed to agree on the need for strict gun laws, and access to birth control and abortion. Not only did the whole country have health insurance; most undocumented immigrants could get medical and dental care free. (Cruelly, their thermal bath cures weren’t covered.)

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Refugees in Calais, Reading and Waiting

“You like the place?”

That’s what people in the “Jungle” of Calais keep asking me. They want to know what I think of this dirty, unelectrified stretch of land below a highway, filled with camping tents, plastic-covered sheds and frightening toilets. It’s a temporary home for several thousand people, most of whom have recently fled East Africa or the Middle East.

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How Not to Think About Bears - Pamela Druckerman

How Not to Think About Bears

I’ve been vacationing in western North Carolina and northern Georgia since I was a kid. I arrive, marvel at the mountains and put on an unconvincing Southern drawl. In recent summers I’ve brought my own kids, too (picture tiny people saying “y’all” in a faintly French accent).

But last summer I got some scary news. Black bears — several mothers and their cubs — had been spotted near where we usually stay. I’d never seen a bear, or worried about them. But black bears are thriving in the region, and so are people, so “human-bear interactions” are becoming more common.

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How to Find Your Place in the World After Graduation

How to Find Your Place in the World After Graduation

Like practically everyone else, I gave a commencement speech last week. Mine was for the Paris College of Art, an American art and design school in France whose roughly 200 students hail from 48 countries.

In deciding what to say, I couldn’t rely on my own experience with commencement speeches. When I graduated from college, a United States senator delivered his stump speech on Poland, then wished us luck.

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On Mother’s Day, Embrace Embarrassment

On Mother’s Day, Embrace Embarrassment

Earlier this year, I took my kids to see a soccer match in Paris. Along with practically everyone else in the stands, we chanted “Allez les Bleus” — Go Blues — to cheer on the French team.

But a few minutes into the game, my 6-year-old started to look uncomfortable. “Mommy, it’s not les ‘blooes,’ it’s les ‘bleuh,’ ” he whispered.

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Eat Up. You’ll Be Happier.

Eat Up. You’ll Be Happier.

MY father-in-law, an anthropologist, likes to talk about the time he ate dog penis. He was visiting a remote town in South Korea, and the mayor invited him to lunch. Once they’d finished the dog soup (not a big deal), a waitress carried out the boiled penis on a silver plate. The mayor cut it lengthwise with scissors, then served half to each of them.

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