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Mr. Mujais and his Math lessons help me even today,
when I explain those "special" problems to my daughter in
a simple form…
The impressions made by education giants Mr. Khoury,
Mr. Zeinny, Mr. Rahhal, Mr. Moussa, and others, helped
me appreciate my own language, which in turn has defi-
nitely improved my connoisseurship of the fine arts, poet-
ry, and literature!!
How can I ever forget the heated discussions in Mr.
Oshagan's Philosophy classes, or Mr. Ibrahim’s and Mr.
Labaki’s classes, where we managed to tackle heavy his-
torical subjects in a light atmosphere??!!
What patience my French teachers, Mr. Paguet and Mr.
Kassis, had with us (we were actually bent on not learn-
ing French, but finally gave in…today it helps me so much
in my travels).
How dedicated were coaches like Mr. Dammous, Mr. Abi
Shahine, and Mr. Alamuddine…Sweating day after day to
make sure we learned correctly, practiced, improved, and
eventually won.
Spending unlimited hours, sharing knowledge, and intro-
ducing students to "real life" through working on highly
regarded publications like Sawt Al-Shabab, The Sun, and
Torch, our mentors taught us the basics of sound journal-
ism and fairness, in addition to social and professional
skills…
IC taught me to "GIVE,” be patient, fair, share knowledge,
and hold high values.
Values:
A term that is much used, but hardly understood by
many…However, it was a way of life in the institution called
IC:
Honesty, Reliability, Quality, Harmony, and Sense of
Community were not mere words to us, but values etched
in the minds of all of IC's offspring, guiding their lives and
guarding their souls…
Reality Dawns:
…and I was brought back to the present by the voice of
the gatekeeper asking me:
"When were you at IC?" Upon my response, he looked at
me, sighed, and said:
"You are ancient…You even graduated before I was born…"
How true…The reality is that I am a middle-aged man, but
the reality also is that I am still in love with my alma
mater, and it continues to serve as my guide and beacon,
and its values keep me young forever…!!!
Thank You IC!
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We apologize to those of you whose submissions in the
"My IC Story" category went unpublished in this, the win-
ter 2004 issue of the IC Newsletter. Unfortunately, spatial
and other constraints meant that we were able to select
only a few pieces for publication. We wish to thank you
once again for your submissions and your patience, and
promise you that your articles, which we shall keep on file,
will be considered for the next issue of the magazine.
In Memory Of
Mr. Marwan Nsouli: 7 Years of
Apprenticeship, 33 Years of
Service
“We understand death for the
first time when he puts his hand
upon one whom we love”
~Madame de Stael
At the beginning of this academ-
ic year IC mourned a great loss,
that of Mr. Marwan Nsouli ’68.
Marwan joined IC when he was
11 years old, graduated, and joined AUB, where he
obtained his Master’s degree in Arabic. He returned to his
Alma Mater as an Arabic teacher as well as a P.E. teacher,
and later became Middle School Supervisor. This year, Sage
Hall’s corridors and stairs will not be the same, for on
September 28 Mr. Nsouli passed away suddenly while on
duty. He is survived by his wife Sallama and sons
Hani ’90,
Hadi ’92, and Mohamad ’99.
On September 29, IC Middle
and Secondary Schools were both closed, and a memorial
service attended by many students, staff, and teachers was
held at Martin House.
A colleague and an alumnus, Mr. Nsouli will forever remain
in our hearts!