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Bildungsstandards für die fortgeführte Fremdsprache (Englisch

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<strong>Bildungsstandards</strong> <strong>für</strong> <strong>die</strong> <strong>fortgeführte</strong> <strong>Fremdsprache</strong> (<strong>Englisch</strong> / Französisch) <strong>für</strong> <strong>die</strong> Allgemeine Hochschulreife<br />

Aufgabe 1 und 2 (Verpflichtender Prüfungsteil Schreiben, Gewichtung: 30%, 25%)<br />

Read the following extract (which is about Charlotte’s first day at her new college) from<br />

the novel I am Charlotte Simmons by Tom Wolfe and work on tasks 1 and 2 below the<br />

text.<br />

I Am Charlotte Simmons by TOM WOLFE<br />

…, Charlotte stood in the parking lot of the Little Yard next to the pickup truck as<br />

Momma and Daddy said their good-byes.<br />

Momma was smiling and saying, “Now, you remember what I said, honey, don‟t<br />

you forgit to write. Everbuddy‟s gonna want to know ‟bout – ”<br />

Without a word Charlotte threw her arms around Momma and nestled her head<br />

next to Momma‟s, and her tears began rolling down Momma‟s cheek.<br />

Momma said, […] “There‟s gon‟ be folks here wanting you to do thangs you<br />

don‟t hold with,” said Momma. “So you jes‟ remember you come from mountain<br />

folks, on your daddy‟s side and my side, the Simmonses and the Pettigrews, and<br />

mountain folks got their faults, but letting theirselves git pushed into doing thangs<br />

iddn‟ one uv‟m. We know how to be real stubborn. […] I love you, little darling, and<br />

your daddy loves you, and no matter whirr you‟re at in the whole wide world, you‟ll<br />

always be our good, good girl.”<br />

Charlotte laid her head back on Momma‟s shoulder and sobbed softly. She<br />

could see Daddy standing right there, and she took her tears to him and threw her<br />

arms around his neck, which clearly startled him. Daddy didn‟t hold with public displays<br />

of affection. Between sobs she whispered into his ear, “I love you, Daddy. You<br />

don‟t know how much I love you!”<br />

“We love you, too,” said Daddy.<br />

He also didn‟t know how much it would have meant to her if he could have only<br />

brought himself to say I.<br />

Charlotte kept waving, and Momma stuck her head out the window and looked<br />

back and kept waving, until the poor, sad, brave pickup truck with the fiberglass<br />

camper top disappeared beyond the shade trees. Finally Charlotte turned around<br />

and headed back toward the stone fortress alone. […]<br />

Beverly was already there when Charlotte reached room 516. They decided on<br />

who was going to have which side of the room – the two sides were identical, identically<br />

bare and spare – and they set about making up their beds and unpacking.<br />

What a lot of … things … Beverly had! She left her computer, fax machine, televi-<br />

sion, refrigerator, microwave, and the rest of her electrical devices in their cartons,<br />

but she unpacked more pairs of shoes than Charlotte could even imagine one girl<br />

owning – at least a dozen – a dozen or more sweaters, most of them cashmere,<br />

skirts, skirts, skirts, shirts, shirts, shirts, camisoles, camisoles, camisoles, jeans,<br />

jeans, jeans … Charlotte possessed not even the smallest of Beverly‟s various types<br />

of machines. For a computer, a necessity at Dupont, Charlotte was going to have to<br />

depend entirely on the so-called computer clusters in Dupont‟s main library. Rather<br />

than a dozen or more pairs of shoes, she had three: a pair of loafers, some sturdy<br />

leather sandals – “Jesus sandals,” Regina Cox used to call them – and the pair of<br />

Keds she had on.<br />

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