I understood what the lesson thing meant. But I don't intend to teach anyone. And I'm not to eager to consider myself or to be considered as a teacher.
The German came into the story, because Carla is somehow me. When I, for the first time, set my foot onto the ground of an English speaking country, I chose the first available man and ran into him. ( Too bad it wasn't Clark
)And I said "Entschuldigung"
earning myself a very irritated ( and angry (?)) glance.
I decided to use this memory for a story and thought a lot about a reason for a young German woman to run into Clark ( besides searching for close contact to that incredible body
). My story would work without German characters. But I think I owe Carla an appearance, since she made this one starting point to a story.
Thanks Carla!