The past months have by far been the most amazing months in my academic and personal life. When considering Grad School, I understood cognitively that I was facing a crossroads in my evolution as a man now and for my future, and that this came with exceptionally difficult choices. I chose ESCP Business School in September 2024. And I have not regretted that choice one day. Now I have faced such a decision again.
In general, the primary mandate I have for myself in making decisions are based on the potential for my growth as a human — as that has always steered me in the right direction.
But I am also at a point in my life where it is of equal importance to find an opportunity that encourages my evolution as a prospect on the job market: by moving to a new continent and community — one that offers the greatest potential for contribution and continued growth.
With this in mind, I have decided that I am going to join the Master of International Business at the University of South Carolina via the Double Degree Program of ESCP Business School.
I’m from Berlin, Germany originally, but Paris has truly raised me. It taught me so much about family as well as what it means to be an independent man. There are no words to express what the ESCP organization and the community mean to me, and what they will represent in my life and in my heart forever. The memories and friendships are something that go far beyond the classroom. Those invaluable relationships are what made this deliberation so challenging.
I am very happy to have heard unequivocally positive feedback when I shared the decision with the ones closest to me. I am doing what I feel is the right thing at this point in my life — for my academic positioning and career prospects.
I will miss Paris, and the role I have had in participating at ESCP.
I will forever cherish the relationships within the organization — the friends that I went to study with in the library for ten months, and all the people of the community. They have always had my back unconditionally, and I cannot be more grateful for what they have meant to me.
Quelque mots à¡ Paris:
Merci, Paris…
Toi, la ville aux mille lumières,
tu m’as pris par le cÅ“ur sans prévenir.
Je suis venu pour un instant,
et me voilà marqué pour la vie.
Merci pour tout — les matins brumeux,
les rues pavées pleines de secrets,
les terrasses pleines de regards,
les mots murmurés entre deux gorgées de café.
Je reviendrai, c’est certain.
Mais avant cela, un ràªve m’attend,
loin d’ici, de l’autre cà´té de l’océan.
Un ràªve d’enfance, un ràªve d’Amérique.
Et pourtant, Paris…
aucune autre ville n’a su éveiller en moi
cette émotion fragile,
ce frisson doux qu’on n’oublie jamais.
Màªme sous la pluie, màªme dans les métros pleins,
màªme à 4 € le café…
je resterais chez toi pour l’éternité,
simplement pour te dire encore une fois :
Je t’aime.
This article was originally published on the Medium
Felix Marx -Master Degree in Management & International Business | ESCP & USC