I’m being charitable when I say that I never warmed up to whiteboards.
In one sense they are much smoother to write on and easier to erase, but ‘smoother’ and ‘easier’ aren’t always reasons to like something. I still prefer a traditional chalkboard, and I’ll wager that I always will.
The one pictured above is by far the oldest chalkboard I’ve used on a regular basis, and the surface has become very smooth and polished after more than 60 years of being erased, written upon, and erased again (I imagine that slate chalkboards may be another one of those things that improve with age and use). Plus, there’s a sense of history associated with an old chalkboard; no matter how much you wet it, you can’t quite clean off everything that was once written on it. The remains of old ideas accumulate in small imperceptible layers, creating a chalky patina, adding to the board’s overall substance and strength.
Though not very strong, whiteboard markers have a chemical odor to them, and the ink becomes particulate and flakey when it’s being erased. Invariably I’ll brush up against it and get it on my clothes. The same is true of chalk to some extent, and in any other place it would look out of place. But I’ve grown accustomed to having chalk-dusted hands and clothes, especially after spirited classes where you can all but keep up with the rapid exchange of ideas. In contrast, having the ink from whiteboard markers on you looks like you can’t prevent yourself from bumping into things, or worse, that you might be on the short end of a practical joke.
But despite my preference, I’m just glad I haven’t developed an interest in vintage and discontinued brands of chalk. Yet.