duckling

In his six years in Paris, Lebovitz transforms himself from a clueless American duckling into a knowing Parisian swan.

An American in Paris—with Brownies

Kathleen Willcox

May 8, 2009

“I think I will go out into the wide world,” said the Duckling.

And so the Duckling was admitted on trial for three weeks; but no eggs came.

What loveliness everywhere in a duckling sort of state just now.

And she scratched the Duckling's neck, and stroked his whole body.

"That is because I am so ugly," thought the Duckling, shutting his eyes, but he ran on.