I was born in France in the suburbs of Paris. When I was 8 years old, my parents and I moved to New York City. The move was a big change for me because I had to make new friends, learn a new language and travel across the world. I have a brother who is 10 years older than me. We are very close. He works in Disneyland Paris as a PR. When we moved to New York, he could not come with us because it was too late for him to apply for schools. He had to stay in France with my grandparents.
We spent 2 years in Larchmont, NY and I attended the French American School of New York. I did not really like it there. I guess I was too young to realize I was lucky to learn a new language directly in the country and just live in the States. I had plenty of friends, mostly other french kids that were in the same boat as I was. My best friend was french-american and thanks to her, I got to see what it was like to be an “American kid.”
At the end of the 2 years, we left the U.S. to go to Madrid, Spain. I had the best time of my life there. Our house had 4 stories and a pool. I was also 5 minutes away from my school, the French High School of Madrid. The school went from pre-k to high school. I was a first year middle school student when I got there. And once again, I had to make new friends, adjust to a new environment and learn a new language. I made friends really quickly. Spanish was a lot easier to learn than English as it has similarities with French. I also learned a lot quicker because my best friend was from Spain and whenever I would go to her house, her mom would only allow me to speak in Spanish. Today, we are still best friends, talk every day and see each other in Madrid when I travel there for vacation.
In fact, I also met my other best friend in Madrid. She is studying in France now in one of the best schools for Veterinarian medicine. We’ve all known each other for about 10 years now. It is very important to me because we are all living in a different country but we try to see each other when we can.
After 3 years in Spain of lots of fun, parties, sunburns and too much homework, we were back in France, on the West coast this time. We moved to Nantes in 2007. I finished middle school there and entered a private high school the year after. For my first year in high school, I was in a special class that focused on American culture and civilization. With my class, we got to go to Atlanta, Georgia, for 2 weeks and live with an American family, go with them to their classes and visit the city and surroundings. I had a great time there. I got to visit CNN and this was when I decided that I would come study journalism in the U.S. When I came back home after those 2 weeks, I told my parents about my plans for the future and they were surprised because I really did not like living in NY as a kid. For the next two years of high school, I got ready to apply to U.S. universities. I applied to 5 schools and got into 3 of them. My last choice was Temple University but after visiting campus in the spring of 2011, I fell in love with the city and the school and decided that this is where I would come for my Bachelor’s degree.
So in the summer of 2011, me and two suitcases packed with clothes moved to Philadelphia. My parents helped me move in my dorm and buy a few things for my small room on the 10th floor of Hardwick Hall. It was hard to say goodbye to my parents because I knew that I would only see them a few times a year. However, I was overly excited to start my new life and finally be part of the journalism world.
I learned a lot during my 4 years here. I met some extraordinary people that I now consider family. I got to be involved in some very interesting internships in journalism with companies that were willing to give me a chance. I also got to experience snow. Real snow. A lot of snow. And finally, I got the dog of my dreams, Milo the Border Collie. I tought him a couple of tricks and how to play frisbee. I am now planning my future because I am a Senior and I will be graduating in May of 2015.