Communist Youth League and Me

Recently, our company welcomed the interns in 2022. The first time when I met them, I couldn’t help thinking of the scene in that I joined the company two years ago: shy, nervous but active and energetic. Shortly after my induction, the party branch secretary of our organization came to me， he said: “Wang Liang, would you like to be the secretary of our Youth League Branch?”. To be honest, I was hesitant, because I had decided to become a professional technician before joining the company. And I’ve already been told that the responsibility of the Communist Youth League was to work with the young, which had little relationship with my career plan.

Staring at the eager eyes of my leadership, I agreed though. Afterward, the later experience gradually changed my mind about this job since the Communist Youth League grew up with me, and made me confident and progress. Accordingly, I want to share you with two stories between the Communist Youth League and me.

The first story is about change. During the Corona Virus Disease, to respond to the call of the company Youth League Committee, I would encourage our youth to participate in the fight against the epidemic. Once the company organized us to support the nucleic acid testing of the Sheshan community. Many young employees had never participated in this kind of volunteer service and feel that volunteering is just so fun. But the moment they put on the protective suits, their expressions became so serious. Hours without drinking, soaked with sweat。When I asked them if they were tired from work today, they said yes, but it was all worth it when hearing a ‘thank you’. Everyone’s eyes were still shining after a long day. Interestingly, one of my colleagues and I completed volunteer work and returned to the company. On the  No. 35 Road which was hard to drive on, we met an old employee who was in a hurry. My colleague stopped the car without hesitation and took the old employee to the door of the company. At that time, I realized that the Communist Youth League not only gave us kinds of precious experiences but also changed each of us gradually.

The second story is about the collective. Last year, two units of our department underwent maintenance. As the secretary of the Youth League branch， it is my bounden duty to organize a youth commando to assist the maintenance. Climbing high towers, connecting belts, and fixing valves. we cleared the obstacles for the installation to complete the maintenance tasks on time, we showed no fear of dirt and fatigue. Everyone was covered by oil and sweat but still got enthusiasm. Seeing everyone making a concerted effort, I am very proud of myself as a secretary of the Communist Youth League. When I looked at the bright red flag of Youth Commando, what I saw was not only trust but also responsibility and expectation.

Here, I thought of the title they call me, “Secretary Wang”. In the beginning, it may contain some jokes, but now, I treat this as a heavy trust. I want to Thank Communist Youth League for bringing all of us together. She has also brought me happiness and growth, providing me with friends and memories that I can treasure for a lifetime. These are the stories between my Communist Youth League and me.