I was sitting in the classroom...

So there are things that I really don't understand. Why people wear high heels on cross country flights is one thing, but the one I was thinking about today was how all of the professors I end up loving end up getting chalk all over themselves during class. In high school, my classrooms all had whiteboards so we used the stinky markers rather than chalk. Granted some teachers ended up with marker all over their hands, but it is nothing compared to how covered in chalk my teachers can be now. Last spring, I had one professor who always wore dark colored clothes, she had to jump to reach the string to pull the screen down and by the end of every class, her clothing was covered in chalk. Having her, lead me to finding my major. One of my current professors is even worse. He gets so into his lecture that he will touch his clothing (today a dark colored zip up sweater) or his face. So, yes, he ends up with chalk all over his face and in perfect finger marks across his sweater. I feel like I really going to get a lot out of his class. Maybe that should be how I find professors in the future, based on how much chalk they can accumulate on themselves by the end of class. I really feel like they let it happen without knowing because they get really into what they are saying and trying to explain. These professors are passionate people, if they weren't they wouldn't be teaching.