Tom Villa remembers his internship at Le Parisien: “In any career, there is a first helping hand”

For its 80th anniversary, Le Parisien entrusts the pen to more than 70 prestigious guests. Exceptional meetings, astonishing interviews, field reports, decryptions of our survey “In the heads of the French”, offbeat columns… Journalists for a day at Le Parisien, they all agreed to join our editorial team for a special issue to be found this Sunday in the newsstands and on our site.

The young boy in the photo is me. I’m 15 years old, half a pot of concrete fixing gel in my hair, a mini-board around my neck, even though I’ve never surfed. I’m a pretty good student (it’s after that things get bad) and, what the photo doesn’t show: I’m super shy. We are at the end of 2004, my third year internship is fast approaching. I’m no different from other children, discreet in public, always ready to laugh with friends, but never do anything really stupid (one hour of detention during my entire schooling).

Looking back, perhaps one thing set me apart from the others. If some have already had this feeling of encountering the divine, of having a premonition or any other totally unexplained or inexplicable feeling, I have always felt when a special train was arriving and knew that we must not miss it. And that of the 3rd year internship, at that time, was my luck. I don’t know exactly what I want to do in life, but I already know what I don’t want to do: a boring job.

By Editor