Death knocks at our door daily with out any fear neither favour. So it is in our native language my surname Amu comes from the word "Aimulogire" which means "death is not only for the poor man".

Mrs. Muoneke was visionary in everything she did. Her standards are yet to be exceeded. From “Little King so fair and sweet, see us gather round thy feet,” we sang at assemblies to St. Paul’s teaching on charity, “If I speak in the tongues of men and of angels but have no love, I am a noisy gong or a clanging cymbal...” we had to memorize, she educated not only our minds but our souls. She made her schools the benchmark for academic achievement with rigorous standards and a well rounded curriculum. No detail was ever overlooked, I remember when she wanted to form her UPS Enugu music band, she took us on several trips with Mr. Ukwuani to our sister school, UPS Nsukka, where the music teacher there, Mrs. Umeh, diligently brought us up to speed. She taught by example, she applauded success and shunned mediocrity. We were an extension of her vision of reaping a better tomorrow by sowing the right seeds today.

What you do for yourself dies with you but what you do for others remains and is immortal. Mrs. Muoneke lives on in our minds and in our prayers.

May the angels bear herup on the breath of dawn