Today (16-8-2018) I found out about the passing on of my good friend, Rubel.  Rubel and I shared many hours talking or liming. He had many stories to tell.  The stories flowed  easier after he  had lubricated his vocal cavity. His stories central theme was his love for his family, wife and kids. Rubel was kind and humble. He was slow to anger.
May by brother be at Peace with Allah.

I had the pleasure of knowing "Winny" while working at PS152.  What a delightful character!  Always smiling and joking.  I knew I could always count on him to come to work.  I am sorry to hear of his passing and send love and good wishes to his family.. 

   I've already extolled the virtues of Winston  Mohammed as an educator in a Facebook post, so I will keep this more  personal.
   I can't recall how many times Winston would phone me, often waking me on a Sunday morning, to audition another product of his offbeat sense of humor. Some were hilarious; others were beyond my comprehension, but he was a good sport. My rejoinder would always leave him howling. Whereas my humor was reacting one-liners, he was the consummate story teller whose punchlines always seemed to come from way out in left field. But Winston had a Plan B. If a joke didn't hit its mark, he would break out in a song. 
   I constantly told him that he needed to be onstage at a comedy club. What a 1-2 punch: start them laughing; then sing yourself off the stage. I'd pay to see that.
   As the phone call continued, he would express his love for his children let me know what they were up to. Also he gave me an update on his brother in England, whose struggles would eventually be matched by his own. 
   And all of the above in that voice. What a voice! When I heard it in the classrooms of P. S. 152, I would imagine 
him as our very own Charles E. Chipping, better known by his students as Mr. Chips. That voice and Winston's demeanor won the attention, interest, respect and affection of the thousands of children whose paths crossed his. If I never said it in my Noo Yawk accent, I certainly thought that that was what a teacher should sound like. It was an honor to have known him, and now, with deep regret and sorrow, I must say, "Goodbye, Mr. Chips."

Mr. Mohammad
How can I say thank you for your being a part of my life for the last 10 yrs or so?How can I thank Heaven for presenting you to me and to all of our colleagues?
You were funny , brilliant,fussy, entertaining and slow-walking all at the same time.How wonderfully created and complex you were.
The passion you demonstrated for your family and for your job assignments went through the roof.For anyone who misunderstood you,it was their loss ---and a monumental one at that. This guy was a work of art and God's own incredible masterpiece.
It was enjoyable to have you as a neighbor and it seems no more than a few weeks ever passed without our running into one another as you ran errands on Northern Blvd. or 37th Ave  or you just became the bon vivant you were born to be.You were so special to so many.So I return to that original question: How can I say thank you?
I am ever so grateful to have been with you for your last rites.I thank the God we serve for giving you breath and I thank Him, as well,for taking that breath away as you lay in such unimaginable discomfort.In so doing He granted you the glorious peace that only He has power to give. Henceforth, your labors shall be only for Him.It will be  my joy to remember how bright you were and how you were quite an overachiever.Thank you for our conversations about the city of London that we both hold dear.
l give you thanks, Mohammad,for being so fierce in adoring Princess, your sons and all the family ,both at home and abroad.To God and Heaven I offer gratitude from the depths of my heart.Go in peace.
Missing you might be a challenge, but I think so many of us will be okay since it will be easy to access your memory from the centers of our hearts.






To the family & friends left behind,
Winston was a friendly gentleman who had the manners of a king. His interesting accent dressed up our Jackson Heights, Woodside school. He always had something interesting to say to the students & his charm would keep them spellbound. I will remember his smile.
May his memory bring a smile,
Ellyn Harris


Winston & the Entire Mohammed Family,
Please accept our deepest condolences for your family's loss.  May you be comforted by the outpouring of love surrounding you.  Words cannot even begin to express our family's sorrow.  May your heart and soul find peace and comfort.   We pray that in this difficult time, the love of God shelters you and mends the pain as you move forward.   We were deeply saddened to hear your loss.   Again, Our deepest condolences to you and your family.   Let God be your fortress in which you take refuge.   We are so glad to have met you,  you have a wonderful, loving family.

All of our Love,
Susan & Alice Coyne

Mr. Mohammed your chipper self will always be remembered. You were a wonderful teacher who truly loved the kids and the art of teaching. You will be missed. Rest easy. See you on the other side. RIP xo

Winston,
I will miss our lengthy philosophical conversations over coffee or a quick after work trip to Burger King and your breaking into a song. 
I know as a fact that many of your students were moved by your unique delivery of a lesson and the warmth of your personality-and you made a mark in their lives
I am glad our paths crossed on the earthly plane-Thank you listening and caring to ask about my children. I enjoyed hearing about the love you had for your family-as you often used a photo of them as a bookmark. 
When I see a manual typewriter I will think of you and your love of the written word.
My condolences to your lovely family.
As you would say "May I be perfectly honest..."
Thank you for being my friend. 
Wendy

OBITUARIO

Mr. Rubel Winston Mohammed PHD

3 marzo, 1946 – 10 abril, 2018

Conway Funeral Home

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