La Fondation a pour but d’accompagner la recherche, les projets d’innovation pédagogique à venir ainsi que les bourses d’étude pour les étudiants méritants aux moyens modestes.
Pour poursuivre sa mission, la Fondation Les Facultés (sous égide de la Fondation de la Catho de Lille) a besoin de fonds. C’est pourquoi nous faisons appel à vous !
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Elle collecte des fonds afin de financer des projets de recherche, des formations dans les différentes disciplines, des chaires d’enseignements et de recherche, des investissements (mobiliers et/ou immobiliers), des dispositifs d’accompagnement pour les étudiants (bourses d’étude, prêts d’honneur, bourse au mérite, …), des projets d’innovation pédagogique.
One morning, when Gregor Samsa woke from troubled dreams, he found himself transformed in his bed into a horrible vermin. He lay on his armour-like back, and if he lifted his head a little he could see his brown belly, slightly domed and divided by arches into stiff sections. The bedding was hardly able to cover it and seemed ready to slide off any moment. His many legs, pitifully thin compared with the size of the rest of him, waved about helplessly as he looked. « What’s happened to me? » he thought. It wasn’t a dream. His room, a proper human room although.
One morning, when Gregor Samsa woke from troubled dreams, he found himself transformed in his bed into a horrible vermin. He lay on his armour-like back, and if he lifted his head a little he could see his brown belly, slightly domed and divided by arches into stiff sections. The bedding was hardly able to cover it and seemed ready to slide off any moment. His many legs, pitifully thin compared with the size of the rest of him, waved about helplessly as he looked. « What’s happened to me? » he thought. It wasn’t a dream. His room, a proper human room although.
One morning, when Gregor Samsa woke from troubled dreams, he found himself transformed in his bed into a horrible vermin. He lay on his armour-like back, and if he lifted his head a little he could see his brown belly, slightly domed and divided by arches into stiff sections. The bedding was hardly able to cover it and seemed ready to slide off any moment. His many legs, pitifully thin compared with the size of the rest of him, waved about helplessly as he looked. « What’s happened to me? » he thought. It wasn’t a dream. His room, a proper human room although.
One morning, when Gregor Samsa woke from troubled dreams, he found himself transformed in his bed into a horrible vermin. He lay on his armour-like back, and if he lifted his head a little he could see his brown belly, slightly domed and divided by arches into stiff sections. The bedding was hardly able to cover it and seemed ready to slide off any moment. His many legs, pitifully thin compared with the size of the rest of him, waved about helplessly as he looked. « What’s happened to me? » he thought. It wasn’t a dream. His room, a proper human room although.
One morning, when Gregor Samsa woke from troubled dreams, he found himself transformed in his bed into a horrible vermin. He lay on his armour-like back, and if he lifted his head a little he could see his brown belly, slightly domed and divided by arches into stiff sections. The bedding was hardly able to cover it and seemed ready to slide off any moment. His many legs, pitifully thin compared with the size of the rest of him, waved about helplessly as he looked. « What’s happened to me? » he thought. It wasn’t a dream. His room, a proper human room although.
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