d’Arc: (Prop Noun) Joan of Arc
That must have been a tough meeting.
All the town council gathering together to decide what to do.
It was a proud community, I’m sure. Matter of fact, there was even some buzz about putting out a wine from the region—one which could represent the vicinity tastefully.
Then all this “Joan” business came along.
Most of the citizens had been convinced that the young girl would be satisfied just to grow up, keep her mouth shut and have lots and lots of children, who could mature in similar ignorance, embracing the village credo.
But Joan got religious—which would have been fine if she had decided to be a nun. There are places for women who insist they love God. But there are no spots for a young girl who believes she talks to God, especially when she deems herself to be some sort of warrior who’s supposed to lead troops into battle.
At first, the community was encouraged. Joan experienced some success and there was a thrill in the air—she might actually change the history of the nation.
Matter of fact, someone suggested placing a slab of stone on the outskirts of the community, chiseled with the words “Joan Lives Here.”
Then things went astray.
She fell into disfavor.
She was deemed to be a witch, since she thought she heard the voice of God compelling her to battle.
And when they burned her at the stake, it became obvious that the town could no longer be associated with Joan d’Arc. Somehow or another, they had to calm things down, to the point that they were just “Arc” again.
There was disappointment among the leaders. It would have been wonderful to be known as the community that birthed a heroine.
But it is not quite as advantageous to be the hometown of a witch.
Maybe people would forget.
Perhaps very soon, the region could return to pursuing that “wine idea.”
But for now, it remains embarrassing.
Arc is tied to Joan. And Joan … d’Arc.
What would it take to change that?
Well, maybe it’s just as simple as making sure that Joan and d’Arc don’t appear printed side by side.