We were taking our chickens to the town to sell them, but on our way we were chased by a bull escaped from the corral. Only by the Virgin’s miracle he didn’t gore us, because the chicken ran away and one of them flew right to the bull’s snout, it grabbed him so the bull couldn’t see anything, and we ran to a house where they let us stay until they caught the bull. Then we picked up our chicken and sold them for a good price.
Retablo by Selva Prieto Salazar