I find it interesting that you have this point of view. I first visited France in 1995 when I spent almost 6 months there, and I left the country with a very similar point of view. The parenting styles of many parents, young or old, bordered on abusive, I thought, and was a stark contrast to what I observed in Italy. Several years ago, though, I hosted a young French man for a few years while he attended school in the US, and we "adopted" each other and have remained quite close ever since. Last year, he and his partner had their first baby, and I have made two trips to France since then as any doting grand mere would. I've been included in the lives of their extended families, which include children ranging from infants to adolescents, as well as the lives of many of their friends who are also beginning to start their own families. I 'm happy to say that I've seen a different style of parenting than what I observed and took to be the norm back in 1995. All of the children with whom I spent any time this past year were very well behaved, but I never had the sense that they were that way because they feared the wrath of their parents. They played actively and enthusiastically with their friends and cousins, as I would expect children to do. And I never observed anything but loving, patient behavior from their parents or aunts and uncles or grandparents or greatgrandparents towards the children. I don't even recall anyone raising their voice in a threatening manner. As I talked to Aymeric and Fanny, and to many of their friends with small children, I heard what I would expect from any young parent: the hope that your child will grow up to be a healthy, bright, thoughtful, creative addition to the human race, that as parents you can know how to be attentive and loving without spoiling your child and turning him into an egocentric monster. So while I have certainly observed the behavior of parents that you describe, I've fortunately observed something different, as well.
"Another difference I've noticed is that my French friends' children do not have nearly as many toys as many of their American counterparts. Frankly, it's striking for me to walk into a house where a 2-year-old lives and not see brightly colored plastic crap everywhere."
And having tripped over more than my share of rattles and books and stuffed animals in every room of the apartment, I know of at least one French child with his share and more of toys!
