Recognized by TRIEC and CBC

I have been in Canada for two years now. During this time, I have not considered myself a newcomer but an equal part of the larger Canadian community and always keen to contribute to the country's vibrant economy and society in whatever way possible.

This week has been extremely exciting for me.

I, along with my wonderful employer, CIBC got recognized for the efforts we make to help new immigrants to Canada find work in their professional fields.

I was also recognized by the Toronto Region Immigrant Employment Council (TRIEC) as a mentee-turned-mentor within TRIEC's program, The Mentoring Partnership (TMP). TMP celebrated its 10th Anniversary and hosted its Annual Recognition Reception on Dec 2, in Toronto.

As part of TRIEC's 10th Anniversary Celebration, I was interviewed by CBC's Marivel Taruc in Toronto.

Canadian Broadcasting Corporation's (CBC) television program Our Toronto included a special feature on newcomers recognizing me as a mentor.

This was followed by a radio interview by Matt Galloway on CBC's radio show Metro Morning.

I feel that we can all contribute to the well-being of our communities irrespective of our professional, financial, ethnic and social backgrounds. What a wonderful way it is to say thank you to the world around you!

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