Growing up, my parents always told me to get a good job with a good company and I’d be set for life. My mom worked for Quaker State Corporation; my dad worked in the IT department for a company called Franklin Steel. Both worked at their respective companies for 20-plus years, and for a long time I thought they were right. But, then change came…
It’s taken me some time to get used to the safety culture here at Celanese, but I’ve learned plenty about how to do better over the last few months. While I’ve slipped, tripped and fallen on everything from trains, planes and automobiles, I am excited to say that I haven’t had an incident this week so far. I’ve been accident free while preparing for the day, commuting and moving about the office. It’s funny how quickly things can change.
Every day I’ve woken up and found the right shoes to wear and checked the weather before heading out the door. I’ve been driving slowly on my way to work, being sure to check traffic beforehand. I’ve even rearranged my workspace for improved ergonomics.
When I began writing this blog series my goal was simply to have a better safety record, and I think I’m headed toward success. With your feedback—and help from the people that I’m lucky to call my team mates—I’ve learned plenty about the importance of safety at home and in the office.
The hallways of Franklin D. Roosevelt High School are now much quieter than they were a month ago. Students are taking a break from lessons and lectures as they enjoy the summer months. Though, when they return, their hallways, gyms, and outdoor spaces will be more beautiful than when they left thanks to the partnership of City Year and the Celanese Foundation. On May 29th, nearing the end of the school year, Celanese employees visited Roosevelt to paint the hallways and gyms, plant gardens, and build picnic tables to create a more welcoming environment for the students when they return.
It was a typical work day. I heard there was a Big Brothers Big Sisters lunch and learn so I decided to attend (I was interested, yet I thought I had no extra time in my life). The presentation highlighted a new mentoring program – mentor2.0. As I listened, I thought to myself: “I could handle one weekly email and quarterly in-person events – that’s definitely doable.”
My Little Sister and I learned about each other through our emails. It felt kind of like we were pen pals. Seeing her at our in-person visits was like catching up with a friend. Over time she shared that math and English were difficult for her. I supported her throughout the year and encouraged her to keep working hard and to leverage all the school resources to help her succeed.
One afternoon recently we received a frantic telephone call from a Vogel mom. She was at her brand new job, a job that pays better than minimum wage and could be the start of better things for her and her 4-year-old daughter. This job, combined with support from her housing program and Vogel Alcove, could be her ticket to re-establishing herself with self-sufficiency and independence.