When the public-school office of the sixth district of Paris summoned me on the telephone to a meeting late last year, the official's tone of urgency sent me running down the block, into the 19th century courtyard of the town hall and up the narrow stairs to the top floor.rn"What does your son eat for lunch?" the woman asked, after I ran in breathless. I had no idea what to say. When my son started nursery school last September at the age of 3,1 registered him for the school-lunch program.
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