You don't know me to teach me

We had our orientation today. The theme was "Do you know enough about me to teach me?" (I had a Freudian slip when I titled my page: "You don't know about me to teach me."). I did enjoy some of what the speakers had to say. There was one guy who reminded me of a mix between Chris Rock and Eddie Murphy...he did some excellent renditions of students that were somewhere between hilarious and heart-wrenching...of reactions of students to being sent to the office and the believable lies they tell the principal. He had their mannerisms down. Was it cruel? A large majority of the audience of teachers and staff were rolling in their seats. It's good to laugh. It sorta bonded all of us...we've seen that, we've heard that bad grammar, we've seen those dance moves, yes, we know what you're talking about.
So it turns out I still don't know what I'm teaching. I will find out tomorrow. Physics has been passed off to the new science teacher (who is an old teacher of Brooke's from both high school and college) which I'm okay with. I was actually quite excited (understatement) to find out I'd only have 2 preps. That was until...I find out they still have not found another math teacher 2 days before school, and we all know they won't. Then I was told that there are a lot more students enrolled in Algebra II than had been expected. So how's that gonna work? Let's do the math: last year I had 4 classes of Algebra 2, physics, and Trig. So let's say I've got the same for Algebra II, just bigger, than Physics, and Geometry...yet she said I might have 1-2 classes of geometry...so does that mean 3 very large classes of Algebra II? I shouldn't complain, I'll just find out tomorrow.