Next year?

I had been thinking of asking my supervisor to give me just one class next year, not two.  I am really tired at the end of two classes.  I have to think about and plan for so many students.  It takes me a long time to do so at my usual Friday morning kitchen table routine and to keep daily attendance records.   Earlier this year I was despairing about my ability to teach the younger students who gravitate to the afternoon class because noon is even too early to wake up.

But several of those students are no longer in the class, three of them because I "wrote them up."  The students who were really bonded to the previous teacher are also gone.  In many ways, things are better.  There are a few more grown-ups in the afternoon class and that helps.  Some are nearing their goal of a GED and that also helps.

I know I am doing what I do well.  Is it pride or a willingness to serve to say that I think it is my calling to keep doing what I am doing, at least for one more year?