Mourning in the education of Constanta. The clash is extinguished

On Thursday, July 14, history teacher Ion Moishino’s heart stopped beating, but his memory will remain eternal.

In an impressive remembrance, his nephew, Dr. Doreen Popescu, draws the attention of those who knew him to a biography of a passionate character.

“Yesterday, the heart of the giant Ion Moishino stopped beating again—history teacher, teacher/educator, publicist, man of culture, honorary citizen of his native village of Rocor, the famous man of the Moishino nation, descended to Tomis from the wonderful lands of Muslin.

His autobiography harmoniously combined his love for Roker and Musil with his love for Dobrogia, which was his second home, and the two love grew intensely through a greater perfect (and “authentic”, as he liked to say), love for history than the Romans.

From the Dobrogean half of Professor Moiceanu I quote, briefly, the suggestive description of the Professor. Dr. Stoica Lacco: “After graduating from the Faculty of History in Bucharest, he will be assigned to Dobrogia – who will be his adopted son from 1962, and at that time one of the most famous and respected teachers of Romanian history at sea (he holds active and multiple merit diplomas, from the “teacher” Distinguished”, the scores of students were highlighted in various school competitions and Olympiads): he was a teacher in the schools of Zorile and Ciocârlia de Sus, in the high school of Ostrov, a principal in Urluia, because since 1977 (when he received the first educational degree, being The youngest history teacher in the region with this higher professional degree), by competition, to teach at the Naval Military Secondary School “Alexandru Ioan Cuza” in Constanta, and after him disbanded, at the Theoretical Secondary School Ovidius “.

More will be written about the Romanian half of Professor Moiceanu, in the coming period, especially since he never, emotionally, left his native Rucăr, carrying all his mountains across the country.

It is indicative that even his last article, “His charming home Rucăr, from antiquity to contemporary”, currently printed in the magazine “Agora” from Constanta, is dedicated to Rucker. His vigilant conscience towards Rucăr and the Moiceni family never knew how to get out. During the long weeks of suffering this spring, his dominant thought was (insistently) on Rucăr. His name was Rucărul in the house …

Much (I hope) will be written about Professor Moiceanu in the coming months and years. About his books (“Pages from the True History of the Roman People”, Dobrogia Publishing, Constanta, 2009 and “Eminent Persons and Unforgettable Events from the True History of the Romanian People”, Studis Publishing, Iaşi, 2009), about articles from cultural periodicals and magazines from Tomis , from “Agora”, “Cuget Liber”, “Ziua de Constanța” etc.

Today, some humble thoughts about what I didn’t dare think I could write. About Professor Ion Moishino (and “Uncle Nilo”) in the past.

Professor Moiceanu deeply loved and honesty of this country and its history (which he was stubborn about to say he was rather one of ‘Romanians’ rather than ‘Romania’). He loved history and lived it all with a burning passion. He has been an exemplary teacher for generations of high school students in Constanta and Dobrogia, especially the Naval Military High School “Alexandru Ioan Cuza” and the Theoretical High School “Ovidius”.

He always had rivers of words and piety for the “true history” of the Roman people. Speaking of Koza (for example), in January he used to threaten that he might “endanger” his students’ summer vacations with enough historical digressions if anyone would let him.

He fought like a lion to re-establish Alexandru Ioan Cuza’s Naval Military Secondary School in Constanta, the closure of which has fundamentally affected his confidence in our institutional health.

His character as a charismatic, temperamental, emotional, giant and curious teacher still lives naturally and abundantly in the consciousness of his former students.

He had an encyclopedic calling, a rigorous and disciplined academic spirit, which easily combined data and ideas, in a frothy and unrepeatable chemistry.

He was an exemplary teacher, who knew how to convey feelings and love.

He spoke of the history of the Romanians, under communism, with supposed enduring courage. It has always opened doors for authenticity and performance for us.

He made us love Romania more than we would have known without him.

He was an exemplary orator, who alchemically combined powerful ideas with long cultural digressions. He never got bored. Everything he did had a natural originality, an unmistakable style, polite, aristocratic, refined and explosive.

Passion has been the undeniable element in all forms of his life, from the personal to the public.

He had a disturbing capacity for attraction and infatuation.

He lived in the moral ideal inherited from the Rokerini elders.

The chaos of the Moselle Mountains did not disappear in him. The Rokor Mountains sang to death in his heart.

He loved and served to death his family and his parents’ house in Rocor. A house I swear allegiance to always. The house he was always in was our home. The house in which he renewed his oath of allegiance upon the death of his mother, Maria. He then promised, after entering into eternity his parents Maria (born Parnu), and Ion Moschino (as well as my mother, Maria Boycha, his older sister), that he would be the “helmsman” of the Moishino people, in the turbulent “ship” of the pain and death of this nation. I also honor that promise. He was the promised “helmsman”.

For the local community, Professor Moiceanu was a landmark and performance model in pre-university education, a symbolic voice and a huge conscience, which covered a generous geography of love, from Argeș to Dobrogea, from Dobrogea to Bessarabia, and from Zorile, Ciocârlia, Ostrov, Urluia and Constanauț and Causeni.

Professor Moiceanu was also an “incomplete book,” as he once wrote, in the “Introductory Word,” on the study of the “Nae A. Ghica” school of Rucăr (the oldest school in Wallachia): “The book you keep doing so, paraphrasing, And pretend it, / It’s the book that’s never finished / It’s not finished and it’s not finished.”

I will always read this book, thinking of the pages to be written next, which will not really let Professor Moishino die.

For me, Professor Moiceanu was not only the teacher I fall irreparably in love with, a model of patriotism, a great talker in the squares, but also the shadow teacher of my future, an attentive coach of my vigilant conscience, my support and my friend. My years of apprenticeship. And from Tomis, the history teacher who raised me and observed my meetings (with my father and brother Florin) with the history of the Romanians, we also support the mainstay of the family, a loyal soldier of the Moiceanu people of Rucăr, a descendant of the towering who was once a constant source of affection and love, the patron brother of my honest mother.

Dear Professor Ion Moishino, Uncle Nilo, today I would like to add that, in the name and in place of all the words that live and grow in my heart: Love never dies!

Please kiss my mom, right there, on behalf of all those who can’t do it (yet) directly…

We will keep passion burning in the blood of Moiceni, which we can never get rid of.

We will roam the Iser Mountains reminding you in a long mystical silence.

We’ll let you see us from family photos taken in the yard of your parental home in Susenii de Rucăr, which challenge the irreversible time journey of our parents and grandparents, from Maria and Ion onwards.

Dear Professor Ion Moishino, Uncle Nilo: Love never dies!

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The body of Mr. Professor will be deposited today at the Blue House in Constanta. The funeral of Professor Ion Moishino will take place tomorrow, July 16, 2022.

Image source: Professor Ion Moishino’s personal archive.

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