whenever i volunteer in wonder boy's class, i get jealouse when i see the smart boards on the walls. oh, would i have loved to have a smart board when i taught high school, however, looking back it was special to go to the teacher's board and be allowed to write on them.
Who remembers banging the erasers? It was fun banging on a friends head as a practical joke, or seeing the dust settle, or even throw them at each other. I even had a teacher throw them at a student to get his attention. Then there was cleaning duty at the end of each week. i can close my eyes and see a classmate with a bucket and sponge in hand making straight vertical lines from left to right until the board was squeaky clean. a clean slate...ready for a new weeks worth of exercises and sentences.
honestly, this things were messy, but the child in me always loved to be at the blackboard.