I just have to say, I've discovered how soothing the act of erasing a whiteboard can be.
Really though, it's great.
Today was a meaty day in class, filled with technical stuff like where to put the period at the end of an MLA-format quotation. Between the audible snores and the origami, there were a few moments that I turned to my scribbled board and wiped away my tension before I turned back to regain control of the classroom from the snoozing and the sidebar conversations in Chinese.
And after class? You better believe I spent a length clearing all the clutter from the board and my mind. It's meditative, really. Maybe if I ever write a book it could be called "Zen and the Art of White Board Erasing."
Just a thought for today...