Along with his great genius, he was adorned with a wonderful degree of humility, to the point that he humbled himself like a moss in front of a small child, despite his precious time.
One day the rabbi went up to the yeshiva and came across a boy of about 8 years old standing in the hallway, embarrassed by the public telephone. Rabbi Moshe turned to him softly: "What is your name, boy?" - "Philip," answered the boy. "Do you need help, Philip?" - 'I... I wanted to call my parents, and I had a token, and I couldn't find it.' "Wait here, Philip," said the rabbi, "I'll take care of the token for you." The elderly rabbi went up to the beit midrash and went from student to student, still looking for a token. No one had any. Finally a token was found in the charity box. The rabbi put the token in it, and hurried down to the child. And behold, he found Philip crying. "Why do you cry, Philip, here's the penny!" "I don't need him anymore," the boy replied with tears. "When I told the rabbi that I needed a token, I found a friend here, David, and I wanted to play with him, and let my parents know that I would be late to get home. But when I was delayed, David abandoned me, and went to play with other friends...' "We'll look for David, and he'll play with you. Don't worry. But before that, take the coin, call home, and get permission from your parents to be late," said Rabbi Moshe.
The child called, and the parents agreed. 'Now,' said the rabbi, 'we'll go look for David.' Rabbi Moshe goes with the child, and here they see a group of children playing. "Is David here?" - The rabbi asked the child. Philip surveyed the group, and stated decisively: 'No.' The rabbi and the boy went from group to group, until Philip exclaimed with joy: 'Here he is, but--- he's already playing with someone else ...' "Come," the rabbi instructed, and went over to the two children who were playing together, and asked, "Who is David?" The children were frightened to see the greatest of the generation approaching them, and still asking for the name of one of them. They did not know what they had sinned and what their crime was. "I'm David," one of them replied. "And what is your name?" Rabbi Moshe asked the second child. -'Moritz'. "Nice. Tell me, Moritz; Would you agree to play in a trio and have Philip join you?" Moritz nodded his head in agreement. Now Rabbi Moshe turned to David: 'I know you waited for Philip for a long time, but he wasn't guilty ... I'm to blame for that. He had to tell his parents that he was staying to play with you , and it took me a long time to get a token for him... Forgive me for delaying, and detaining him too?" "Come Philip, come closer, they are happy to play with you ", said Rabbeinu, and turned to go up to the yeshiva, and immerse himself in the world of Torah, but not before making sure that Philip had indeed integrated into the games ...
