This year I taught a reading intervention class and was given one task: teach my students what they needed to know to be at or above grade level standard in reading.
Our goal was no secret, and from the first moment I saw my students I was like Jillian Michaels, ignoring the whining, forcing them past the fear and being honest with where they were and what they had to do. It was exhausting, and we didn't let even a minute slide by. No singing Happy Birthday, no holiday parties, no movies. After the big test, we took one day off to celebrate our hard work before hitting the mental gym again. Why? Because now our goal is to be above grade level. We continue to use every second and to work as hard as we can. Except for last Tuesday, when in my heart I know my 6th period spent the most important ten minutes of the year.