There was a lady who was always going to see the wrestling, and, whenever she saw me fighting against the good guys, she used to curse me and kick me with her umbrella because she thought I was bad and cruel for real. I thank Saint James the Apostle for I managed to talk with her in private to explain that I’m only playing a bad character but I’m not really like this. Now we are friends.

Hell Warrior Jr. — Coacalco, State of Mexico

My daughter is so small and light, that one windy day she opened her umbrella and was taken up in the air by a strong wind. I’m grateful to the Holy Child with the Ball for protecting her. She landed softly and didn’t get hurt, although she was floating very high.

Juan Ramos was installing big umbrellas on the beach, when the strong wind took him in the air. He thanks Saint Jude because he fell not from a great height and only injured a rib.