Littele benkownst to the unsuspecting people of Oaxaca, something would happen on that day that would change their lives forever and of which they would tell their children and grandchildren for ever and ever.As the procession wound its way past an inauspicious little villa complex on the outskirts of town on their way to the graveyard, it suddenly happened...

There was a very loud explosion, and some people in the procession almost fainted because they thought it was one of the saints crossing back from the dead. Who would have thought that their town would be so lucky for such a muo importante occasion to happen right here?

Then, a moment later,a white gas stove came flying out of a window and crashed onto the pavement. One women immediately remarked that she did not think the Second Coming would be pre-empted by a flying stove from a third floor window and said she never believed the other people in the procession, although she swears she was the only one who saw it clearly.

When the commotion and the anguished cries died down, the stove lay in pieces and as the members of the procession looked up one by one at the place where the white stove had flown from moments before, they saw two foreign gringo women peering from behind the shredded curtains like ghosts from a dark hole. At least most townspeople thought they were ghosts because their faces were ashen and their eyes were big and round and their mouths were opened as if they wanted to swallow some of the little children that had gone to inspect the remains of the stove on the pavement right below the baig gaping window.

The next moment desprerate screams of utter horror came from behind the ancient gates of the villa compound, closely followed by the gates bursting open and a smattering of people in their festive costumes from which various ornaments now detached themselves and scattered in a bright trial behind them on the pavement.

They fell into the ... arms of the procession goers where some immediately fainted and had to be rescusitated. As they came too, some of the people in the street pointed at the gaping hole where the window had been and the two faces staring down at the crowd. Some of those who had fled the compound immediately fainted again at the sight thereof and had to be carried away to a cool spot under the nearby trees.

The two faces disappeared from view and there was an audible murmur that reverberated through the now considerably larger crowd in the street.

As the crowd became gradually more animated and they realised what had just happened, the two gringo women who had been peering down at the crowd moments earlier, walked through the gate in a clear state of shock.

They tried to explain to the gathered townsfolk that the stove had exploded when one of them tried to light it, but no one in the crowd understood English. They pointed, explained in broken Spanish for it seems and eternity. Many points of what they had made, became the topic of discussion in the many groups that had now formed and were discussing the events, each one having a different story of the events.

Eventually, someone remembered the concierge of the villa compound could speak passable English. He was immediately revived under the trees and had to be dragged into the crowd to translate, all the while staring apprehensively at the gaping window.

The concierge and the gringo women conversed for a while and eventually he broke out into a broad smile and began laughing hysterically. When he managed to relate the story to the crowd they all heaved a big sigh of relief and began to pick up their processional item and offerings for the dead and once again fell into their solemn procession.

As the procession started to move forward to continue its way to the cemetary, the concierge and the two gringo women were left in front of the gates. He was relieved it wasn't the ghosts of anybody that he had seen on this day and promised to fix the window and the stove.

A few hours later, a repair man was seen arriving by bus who carried the stove inside and fixed it under the watchful eye of two gringo women watching nervously with the concierge from across the street.

Submitted on 11/06/2008

Submitted by: Johann du Plooy
Reference: Facebook, Johann du Plooy, 6 October 2008

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James said:
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More info on a recently submitted personal account/urban legend. I will let Darwin have a look...!

Candi said:
Definitely Keep: For Darwin's Eyes
What James said! And I like this writeup!

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