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To summon the ban and arrière-ban

To gather all one's acquaintances, friends, and family.

Pyramidal organizations have existed for a long time.
Thus, in the feudal era, if the king sat at the top, the dukes and counts were his vassals, who themselves had other vassals, and so on.

In the twelfth century, when a lord had the “ban” (in its original sense of “proclamation”) proclaimed, ordering all the nobles who owed him obedience to take up arms and muster with him, he was then summoning the “ban” (so named by metonymy between the summons/proclamation and the persons summoned), that is, the direct vassals, and the “arrière-ban” (the vassals of the vassals, or the sub-vassals).

The word “arrière-ban” would derive from a distortion of the Frankish “hariban” (the summons to arms of free men in a condition to bear arms), which was subsequently altered.

Originally, this expression was a call to gather all available forces. In the mid-nineteenth century, it took on the figurative meaning of “appealing to everyone from whom help or assistance might be expected.”
These days, since military summons or widespread calls for help are no longer very common, the expression applies only to gathering as wide a circle of acquaintances as possible.

We had never seen a French army so large or so fine. The ban and arrière-ban had been called out.
Prosper Brugière, Baron de Barante – History of the Dukes of Burgundy of the House of Valois

Marylena

Hello,

In honor of the woman, this story of courage and perseverance.

Nothing destined X, a single mother of a 13-year-old son and a long-term unemployed woman, to open her small cleaning business, 3P Nettoyage, in Auterive in the Haute-Garonne department. If not for her fierce desire to fight.

Sales talent

When I was young, my dream was to become a sales representative, to travel the roads. But with my family background—daughter of immigrants, of Algerian origin, a violent father, refusing the tradition of arranged marriage—and studies that let me down, I didn’t think I could make it. In the end, fate had other plans. After working as a factory worker in a shirt factory, I had the opportunity to do door-to-door sales for insurance products. Then, I was hired as a medical representative. I also sold home appliances and sewing machines. I also worked as a housekeeper and then as a sales representative in an industrial cleaning company. In the meantime, I met the father of my son, a restaurateur whom I helped out, and I had my son, Adam.

The ordeal

After a redundancy, I went through a long professional wilderness, compounded by a severe depressive episode. I took on odd jobs and helped out friends who gave me a room to stay in. As a long-term unemployed person with a very low social status, no longer in a relationship, and on top of that having to cope with a bereavement in the family… well, it all just snowballed. On the work front, every door was shut in my face. I was either too old, or too Arab, or too much of a mother. And then one day, I had enough. Since no one wanted to give me a job, I decided to give myself one.

The end of the tunnel

When my son turned 12 in 2003, I walked through the doors of ANPE (now Pôle emploi). I asked to take any training course that would allow me to reconnect with the world of work, from which I had been completely cut off. I underwent a skills assessment with Retravailler Midi-Pyrénées. It was extraordinary. It helped me see things more clearly. I discovered that there was only one thing I could do, on my own and with few resources: cleaning. All I needed was a bucket, a mop, and a broom. The machine was my arms. I am not lazy. Moreover, I had practiced this trade and had worked as a sales representative for a cleaning company. At 46, for me, it was this or nothing.

The rage to get out

Thanks to a small personal contribution and the 4,000-euro grant for unemployed people starting a business (Accre), I was able to get started. The application was complicated to put together, but I received excellent support from Retravailler. It wasn’t easy. But I had the drive. Starting my cleaning company was like a boxing match, the last one for me. I was already knocked out; I couldn’t fall any lower. By chance, I found a 12-square-meter commercial space for rent right on the main street in Auterive. In the meantime, I was prospecting for clients who signed me up with quotes. On August 22, 2003, I filed the statutes for 3P Nettoyage: 3P standing for Propreté, Produits, Professionnel…

One year later

Every morning, I shed tears of happiness! I was able to hire a part-time secretary and three part-time employees, mainly women over 40 who, like me, have experienced their ups and downs. Right now, my biggest challenge isn’t financial; it’s finding staff. I’m having trouble recruiting cleaning ladies and a window cleaner. Competition? I’m not afraid of it. The market is promising. I make sure to uphold an image of professionalism as well as cleanliness for my company. I want to fight the bad reputation of industrial cleaning. I also dream of setting up a reseller depot for cleaning products aimed at professionals and individuals. That would save people from having to travel 35 kilometers to restock. Maybe in a year or two…

Act instead of lamenting

We must not limit ourselves to saying “I think that” or “I will.” We have to go for it, take charge, and charge ahead. Talking makes people laugh, but acting makes them shut up—that’s my motto.

Hello magician, I would like to know if I will hear any news about JEAN-PIERRE-13-22-10-5-2 and for ALAIN, do you see a separation with his wife? 5-2-10-13-15. Thanks, big kiss :-*

Hello Manon,

As for Jean-Pierre, yes, he will keep you posted, but more out of friendship than romantic interest.
I don’t see a separation between Alain and his wife yet.

Kisses
The magician.

Okay, thank you, have a good day, bye

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