I was about eight years old. It was
a beautiful spring day. I was in
the forest taking a short cut home
when the wind started blowing in the
trees -- such a strange sound --
almost like words -- as if someone
was calling...
The second time was many years
later. It was autumn, and I was
coming back from church when
suddenly the same violent wind
started to blow again...
Everything was moving so fast -- the
wind -- the clouds -- I couldn't
move! Then suddenly a shape
appeared in the middle of the sky...
(Joan's eyes fill with tears)I was so frightened... he was so --
so here...I realized then that he had chosen
me, but I didn't understand what it
was I had to do...What was my mission? To help my
country? But how could I do that?
I was only a poor girl who knew
nothing about riding or making
war... so I decided to wait and not
to speak to anyone about it.
I didn't wait long. One day I was
going to Mass, like I do every day,
when the same strange wind started
blowing again...Everything was suddenly made clear
to me. God was finally calling me.
He had a mission for me -- a message
to deliver...
He said that I have to save France
from her enemies and give her back
to God, and He told me that I --
Jeanne -- will lead you to the altar
at Rheims to be crowned King of
France. All you have to do now is put your
trust in me.