I ask the Guardian angel of Mexico City to protect the homeless kids left to the mercy of fate and living in every corner of this biggest city in the world. Let’s do something because we also were children and some of us are parents.

Mexico City, 2000

My Pepito was a very naughty boy. He didn’t like to study at all. His teacher couldn’t stand him and was about to expel him from the elementary school. I thank the Virgin of San Juan because my boy changed a lot. Now he’s studying. Al least he scored 6 points in the exam, so he might pass to another grade, after three attempts.

Jacinta Hernandez
Tlaxcala

Odilia Coyotl used to sell tamales near by the Church of St. Macarius, and she fell in love with a priest. Some time later he left the church, they got married, and now they even have kids. They thank the Holy Death for all the favors and promise to visit her altar for five years.

I thank the Virgin of Guadalupe for I arrived right before this naughty priest rape my boy when I sent him to confess. I ask God to punish this damned priest.

Anastacia Perez Castillo
Mexico City, 1951

Carmen Gutierrez was always fighting with one boy in the school. But little by little their fights turned into love, and they’re a couple. She thanks Saint Anthony for this favor.

By a miracle of the Holy Child of Atocha, Pedrito Pulido didn’t drown when he fell in the river.

Zacatecas, May 9, 1972
The Pulido Rojas family

I thank my guardian angel for warning my dad so he didn’t let me fall of a fourth-floor window, when I was crawling on the window sill.

My son Luis loves the dogs. One day he leant out to look at one on the street and fell on the had of a man who was passing by. Luckily this man, although he was hit by my boy, could catch him. I thank the Virgin of San Juan. And we’re going to buy a puppy for Luis, so he wouldn’t fall watching dogs.

My son Andres fell in the laguna and drowned to the bottom. I was desperate because I can’t swim. But the Virgin of Zapopan sent a dog that got in the water and saved my boy. I thank the Virgin.

14-years old Juanito Cruz thanks the Virgin because the Blue Demon didn’t surrender and defeated the Death. He gave me a wheelchair that he had promised because my legs are hurt and I can’t walk. Look after him, Virgin. He’s my idol and a very good man.

Mexico City, 1990

Little Julio got in the pigsty and was bitten by a pig. He almost lost his arm. His mother prayed to the Virgin of San Juan for delivering the boy from losing his arm. The Virgin saved him. The grateful mother brings this retablo.

Juana
Lagos de Moreno, Jalisco
April 30, 1950

My son Luisito used to eat so little, and he was very weak and thin. I was worried about his health. One day our cat, who is a voracious eater by the way, got on the table and started to eat our food. My son laughed and started to eat from his plate like a cat. I decided to let the cat eat from the table if only it helped to Luisito to eat more. Even if he eats like a cat, with bad manners, I thank the Virgin of Zapopan because my son has put some weight and has even grown up a little bit.

My daughter Lupita was very sick and had a long recovery. I thank the Virgin of Guadalupe and my daughter’s Guardian angel who looked after her. They kept her beloved pets by her side, and with their company my daughter got recovered much easier.