Señora Raquel Cabrera left her son for a moment, and he put his hands in the stove. Raquel thanks the Virgin of Guadalupe for saving her son’s life and for the recovery from the burns.

My son Mario had a teacher in the boarding school who always yelled at him. The teacher was so demanding that my son became a sleep-walker. He went on the roof and threw his schoolmates’ shoes in the yard. I thank the Virgin because since I took Mario out of this school, he stopped walking in the sleep.

August 25, 1953, Manuel Gonzalez was hit by a car. His mother, doña Luz, entrusted him to the saint patroness, the Virgin of Zapopan, so that he wouldn’t die. Thanks to the Virgin, her son is recovering.

I inherited marvelous secret recipes from my grand-grandmother Rosa. But I thought they would gonna die with me, because none of my daughters liked to prepare elaborate dishes. I thank the Virgin for my granddaughter Maria Luisa is interested in cooking. She enjoyed preparing food and learning how to do it better. So now I have a heir for my recipes.

I thank St. Quiteria for a rabid dog didn’t bite my daughter Catalina.

Juana Laura Moreno

Tuesday, November 3, Pedro Martinez was hit by a truck with sheep on board when he was coming back home with his mother Luz after gathering woods. His condition was bad. His mother thanks the Holy Virgin of Zapopan for the miracle that her son didn’t die and now is better.

My husband bought a bed for our children on a garage sale. But it turned out that the bed had belonged to a psychic. So it floated by nights, and we had to call a priest to exorcise the bed. We thank the Virgin of San Juan for the spirits didn’t attack the boys and didn’t possess them.

I thank the Virgin of Zapopan, because I inherited the carousel from my grandfather, at which he worked all his life. All my childish fantasies were about that carousel. I rode my favorite horse and imagined [...] Now I can quite my dull job and dedicate myself to the carousel. I look at the children who ride horses similar to those I used to ride, and I’m grateful for the opportunity to make them happy.

The girl Ofelia Tellez was attacked by vampires while playing in a cave. She got rabies. Her parents thank the Virgin of Guadalupe for the timely medical intervention.

The don Roque’s dog was furious. One day my daughter came to his yard, and the animal jumped on her. But after it smelled the girl, the dog didn’t do anything to her. And I know this miracle was made by protection of Saint Quiteria.

My kids were attacked by dogs on their way to the school. The animals jumped on them, and my kids entrusted themselves to the Virgin of Zapopan, to whom we always pray. The dogs only took sandwiches from the bags and didn’t bite the kids. We thank the Virgin for that.

I travel all over the country with my carousel. I come to most forgotten villages. The children run to see the wonderful carousel, and I’m happy seeing their amazed faces, because usually they see something like this for the first time in their life. Who can, pays. Who has no money, also can ride a little bit. I thank the Virgin of Guadalupe for this job that allows me to travel and to bring happiness to the children.

I became a widow when I was young. When my children grew up, got married and left, I felt lonely. I adopted some cats so that they would keep me a company. I gave so much love to my animals. One day my daughter got divorced and came back with my granddaughter to live with me. Now I’m even happier, because my granddaughter shares my love to the cats. We coddle them together. And I thank the Virgin of the Rosary for these moments of joy.