Living where I teach

The other day a student told me she had seen me walking. When, I asked? She didn't remember. "A few days ago." Where, I wondered? On a street she and her mother drove down.

I must remember to walk as if I could run into or be seen by a student and her mother at all times.

Relatedly, I was on the phone with a parent today. While I explained the child's quarter one grade, I looked up the student's information and learned that the child student lives a block from me. Yup, I could have walked around the corner from my home this afternoon to have the conversation about the child face-to-face at the kid's house.