Teacher Feature: Mr. Flowers–A Man of Many Stories
With a flair for exaggeration, Mr. Flowers elaborates on the journey which led him to Xavier’s classrooms.
May 29, 2014
This week we had the opportunity to speak with Mr. Charles Flowers. From moving across the United States, to sharing some of his favorite childhood memories, Mr. Flowers had a lot to share and even said a few jokes in between which added some fun to the experience. Due to evasiveness and tendency to jest, we leave the task to you, the reader of distinguishing between fact and fiction. We hope your enjoy this weeks edition of Teacher Feature.
Born in West Africa, Mr. Flowers grew up in a modest house on a safari. There his grandfather was plotting to take over the world, so he built a clone base and rocket and transported it to the moon. There he began to develop clones and they successfully took over the world, however, Mr. Flowers was killed in the process.
Millions of years later, he was reborn in a parallel universe in the state of Iowa. Soon after he was born, his family moved to South Dakota where they rented their house from a family of Native Americans. While living in South Dakota, Mr. Flowers recalled some child hood memories including being locked in his basement and beaten with a large pack of chewing gum by his mother, deciding one day to hop on his bike and visit his father at work, and having his dad describe a movie about the Vietnam war when the soldiers were given the option to either fight or surf during battle.
When he got a little older, Mr. Flowers moved to Nebraska where he attended East Ridge Elementary School and then even later, he moved to Connecticut where he attended Charter Oak School. While in school Mr. Flowers was a well rounded athlete, participated in basketball, football, and baseball. He also played the French horn and took pictures for the Year Book. After High school, Mr. Flowers attended Wesleyan University right here in Middletown. There, he majored in history as well as English. He also played basketball in college. He claimed to not have been involved with any extra curricular activities because he considered himself a loser.
After college, Mr. Flowers worked for a New York law firm where he traveled to other law firms, copied, and filed things that the firm needed. Mr. Flowers then moved to Connecticut where he learned that Xavier was hiring in the summer. Presented with this opportunity, he applied for, and received the job where he has steadily been teaching English. Today, Mr. Flowers enjoys some of his favorite hobbies of playing basketball and reading. He also said he creates himself some grammar problems to solve at night. Finally, we asked Mr. Flowers was what was his favorite part of being with Xavier. His response was the people. He enjoys the community and being part of it.
The last thing that Mr. Flowers requested that we add to the article was that he has not been dating Olivia Wilde and Jessica Alba and that the paparazzi that eagerly await him outside his classroom should leave him alone. With all of these things said. Mr. Flowers was a great candidate for this week’s article.
Hello Cleveland • Sep 25, 2014 at 2:29 pm
To Whom It May Concern:
I have taken great offense at the comment “even said a few jokes.” I do not joke about the human experience, and I fully expected, before I was engaged in an interview with the fine staff members of the Kestrel, that my human experience would be treated with the gravity and respect it so fully deserves. Suffice it to say–and this is despite the very fine writing found in the article proper–that I would, if I could, strongly consider actually taking the time to consider cancelling my subscription for the year, but I feel that supporting promising young writers (such as yourselves) and my local paperboy (despite the fact that he routinely steals rhubarb pies from my window sill) is far too valuable to let your lightheartedness alter my desire to be such a giving presence within my community. Still, consider yourselves to be placed squarely at the top of my list.
Good day.