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To Camil, "You know how it is. You pick up a book, flip to the
Naruro boy dedication, and find that, once again, the author has dedicated a book to someone else and not to you. Not this time."
To Camil, the Naruro boy
...
It never crossed my mind that I'd go live in another country. But as unlikely as it was, once I went, I never looked back. After living and studying in Poland, Sweden, Spain, and Germany. It was France who conquered my heart. Yet, our love was laborious, demanding, and grueling. Exactly 7 years now living in Paris. That journey, from mute new expat to (finally!) quite fluent (or let's with impunity use a word O.K.) French speaker,
from knowing nobody to saying Hi! to all the "boulangers" and butchers on my street,
from wolfing down donuts to relishing the French Pâtisserie with a capital letter,
from
new ... to ...,
from being
single and independent airy-fairy to becoming
(quite) a
serious mother,
from new... to...
is the frame from which I (parse) the xxx in my xxx thesis.
wrote ((wrote the thesis while pregnant with my first boy.
... ...))
You know how it is. You pick up a book, flip to the dedication, and find that, once again, the author has dedicated a book to someone else and not to you. Not this time.
To Camil, the Naruro boy without whose
never-failing constant emotional realm of love and a constant smile this thesis would have been completed in half the time.
(("Heart of a Goof" by P.G. Wodehouse.
"To my daughter Leonora without whose never-failing sympathy and encouragement this book would have been finished in half the time."))
...
to all the European Horizon 2020 SustainCity Project people.
to Benoit
for showing me how cool French people can be.
to "super irritating" David and for teaching me how to have a bigger distance to myself.
to Alice for sending me nicely strong Karma coffee from the Laos mountains and lemongrass tea from Thailand to wind down from the coffee effect.
to Tierra for her writing talent who helped me struggle through my very first scientific paper.
to Tara
to my Ana, the fighter, ((Taekwondo Master)) for ...
to Gordon Bowker, Jerry Baldwin, Zev Siegl for founding Starbucks, so that we could worked there with Ana.
to
Piotr my international family: the Erasmus Mundus Program people who not only substituted my family but rather perfectly complemented it.
and in particular, to
Meno Alice for sending me nicely strong Karma coffee from the Laos mountains and lemongrass tea from Thailand to
Vadim wind down from the coffee effect.
to Esfandiar
...
to my Kabutar Mina for millions "miss you", "miss you" words!
to
Tara
and to my second international American Fondation family:
to my favorite dancing Rida for her
never ending never-failing optimism.
to my American Polish brother Mark Zaborowski.
to multitalented Baidy,
plus
to my Ana, the fighter, ((Taekwondo Master)) for ...
to Gordon Bowker, Jerry Baldwin, Zev Siegl for founding Starbucks, so that we could worked there with Ana.
to Piotr
to Meno
to Vadim
to godfather Marouene,
to Adams, the tektonic specialist and the best
oncle. uncle.
to Hamza,
to Heric for showing me
to the most talented and probably the youngest Senior
Researche Researcher from the Statistics Finland. Hi Henri.
to ...
to Katia, Christine, and Hoai-Thu - the Ifsttar super mothers!
to the most original and the best coiffée X from the Ifsttar cafeteria for providing the strong enough coffee.
to Prof. Anselin who I never met in my life but who made me love spatial
analysis and whose analysis.
to my
father, the best advice-giver, idol, Prof. LeSage who
encouraged me I had a tremendous honor to
change the field of finance meet and
banking to econometrics. talk to
about my
father (the same one) to whom I promised that I will never ever go for a PhD. He waited for a moment and said... "Oh yes, darling, you will". research.
to Prof. Krzysztof Malaga, a definition of hard work and a great example to the students.
to Prof.
LeSage Michel Bierlaire who
I had let me join his fantastic team at the École Polytechnique Fédérale de Lausanne for a
tremendous honor to talk couple of months during my thesis and who gave me the chance to
answer correctly maybe two out of his hundreds super challenging questions.
to Prof. Michel Bierlaire who let me join his fantastic team at the École Polytechnique Fédérale de Lausanne for a couple of months during my thesis and to
who gave me all the
chance to answer correctly maybe two out members of his
hundreds super challenging questions.
to Matthieu the best-est
and to my best-est Marta. Yyyyes!
to Adel, the biggest Cyril Lignac eater, team, of course. Always in trouble Yousef, Shadi, Marija, the
best car driver I've got to know, genius Iliya, eating porridge at 4 P.M. Flurin, Antonin, running fast Tomas, Ana, and
the most dedicated father
my sister Kamila.
my mom. x.
to Matthieu the best supervisor you could have, to whom I have a huge respect for being not only a great teacher, but a great human.
to my father, the best advice-giver, and the fantastic professor, who encouraged me to change my study field from finance and banking to econometrics.
to my father (the same one) to whom I promised that I will never ever go for a PhD. He waited for a moment and said... "Oh yes, darling, you will".
and finally, to my best-est Marta. Yyyyes!
to Adel, the biggest Cyril Lignac eater, the best car driver I've got to know, and the most dedicated father
to my sister Kamila.
to my grandma, the most energetic grandma on earth, I guess.
to my mom.
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