Posted on 03/28/2018 7:27:25 AM PDT by Academiadotorg
If you ever wondered what it was like to teach in a high school in the bay area, a high school English teacher gives us a precious glimpse of what it is like in a blog on Quillette.
"Last year, at my high school, the students enjoyed arguing if a hotdog is a sandwich, the millennial equivalent of asking how many angels can dance on the head of a pin," S. A. Dance writes. "The hotdog question made its way to the whiteboard in our staff lounge."
"By the time I arrived, my colleagues had written their responses. Some argued that a hot dog is not a sandwich because a sandwich requires two pieces of bread and a hotdog bun isn'’t supposed to separate. Others averred that it most definitely is a sandwich: Meat between bread is a sandwich, end of story."
"I saw these responses and thought, 'Simpletons!' before putting my graduate education to work: 'In order to determine if a "hotdog is a sandwich," we must first determine the proper understanding of "is" for if we do not grasp the ontological necessity of being itself, we fall into an abyss wherein "being" is and is not itself and thus a hotdog is and is not a sandwich for it is and is not its very self.' I was quite amused by the whole situation until a colleague told me that a student had seen the whiteboard and said he wanted to study philosophy so that he could write like me."
Is a brat a sandwich?
...must really rip their minds apart with Taco Bell’s egg baritos no bread
The bar in Star Wars would be more hygienic.
especially if you don’t put it on a roll.
Uuuhhhh.. Hmmm. Ok. How unfortunate. Hehehe. d;^D
PS- And just why was yer "hot dog" out in SF?
A lot of ‘human’ doggie logs on the streets too,I hear.
No, it’s a misbehaving kid.
Han shot first.
The best hot dog I ever had was at Schroedinger’s Deli. However, whether or not Schroedinger’s dog is a sandwich is a question which cannot really be answered.
Passed out on a sidewalk, in a puddle of your own alcoholic puke, is definitely a low point in a man’s life.
What a funny example of the difference between education and intelligence.
I think I could Love, Absolutely Love, that student. In my 30 plus years of teaching I have, on occasion, found that student. Usually sitting on the front row, big grin or huge smile in place, class after class, eyes crinkling as he or she heard a well placed pun (by me) and very willing and unafraid to ask questions.
Our classes were so big it was impossible to develop any kind of a relationship. Everyone knew that so we just dwell happily in our historical memories. I dwell there yet when I think of them.
Interestingly, I also taught graduate courses and I would find those selfsame students in the front row of some of my classes. Smiling, very pleasant and still wanting to do what I did. I think what I did was make it “interesting” no matter the subject matter and they got to have their opinions heard and discussed. It was fun until it wasn’t anymore.
A sandwich is a piece of meat between two pieces of bread. I guess one could argue whether or not a hot dog roll is one or two pieces of bread, but I prefer my hot dog on a tortilla rolled up with the slice of cheese a dab of mayo, and just a hint of yellow mustard. Whether or not it is a sandwich is up for discussion but based on the definition, I would have to say that my version of a hot dog is a wurst burrito.
You will never find a more wretched hive of scum and villainy.
Now I can’t stop wondering if a fried egg in a piece if bread is a sandwich or not.
Placing your sick on the sidewalk like that is rather undignified....to say the least.
I shot Schrödinger’s cat with Chekhov’s gun.
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