Feb. 4, 2021

La Llorona

La Llorona

Hello Espookies! Here are the notes for episode 11, La llorona

The story of La Llorona is one as old as time, the origin of the story is unknown, but it dates back to colonial times. It is safe to say every Latinx child was once afraid to hear “ay mis hijos”. The version most familiar with everyone is that there was once a beautiful, but poor woman and she marries a handsome and rich man. They have kids and one day, she sees him with another woman (in some versions, he leaves her and the kids and she later sees him with another woman). In a jealous rage, she goes back home and drowns her two children and then kills herself. Upon trying to enter heaven, she is told she must collect the blood of her children to gain entry. She now roams nears rivers and creeks, crying out "Ay, mis hijos" and searching for them. 

This is often used to scare children into obedience, "behave or La Llorona is going to get you" and can be heard in every Latin American country. There has even been reported sightings of her in New Mexico, Arizona, California and Texas. 

La Llorona de San Pablo Del Monte

This is a less known legend, one from a little town, San Pablo Del Monte, in Tlaxcala, Mexico and dates back to colonial times.

There was a woman that was so beautiful and she was married to an abusive partner, he was so jealous of her beauty that he locked her up in a room, where rats bit her face and she was starved. Their 2 kids were as beautiful as her, and because they reminded him of her, he was beating their faces, almost to death and in an attempt to save them, she escaped the room but her husband set a pack of dogs on her. She was badly hurt but managed to crawl to her boys and carry them to a field, where she passed away hugging them. After her passing, the town began hearing cries and wails at 1030 at night. Usually every October 

MJ's version of La Llorona: 

I do not remember when I first heard the legend of la Llorona. It has been a part of my life since I was a child. However I have heard many versions of the story. Not all of them blame la Llorona, sometimes it’s someone else who hurts the children so it really all depends on where you heard it from. I will share my favorite version of the story. 

This version I heard about like four or five years ago, and I cannot remember where exactly but I heard this and was like yep this is the story I am telling. 

During war time in an unspecified Pueblo  in Mexico. A woman and her children lived in the outskirts of this small little pueblo near a lake. Her husband was off fighting in battle. One day invading soldiers came to town unbenounced to the family. This woman goes into town for errands and leaves her children behind, as in Latin culture the eldest takes care of the younger ones. And were pillaging the pueblito and killing it’s residents. She arrives into town and sees what is happening and realization hits her, my kids are alone. She runs back to her home but none of her children are there. The home is empty and ransacked. She walks over to the lake and sees the bodies of her children floating, lifeless. In her grief she joins her children and drowns herself. Now she roams the Earth looking for revenge. Maybe perhaps going after the descendants of those soldiers. She is not always evil and this trope of the evil woman is not always the truth. During war time horrible things do happen and soldiers often kill innocent people and including children. Especially if they were indigenous children. We see entire tribes being massacred in history by colonizers so a story like this is not out of the realm of possibility.

Here is an amazing encounter story, sent into us by a listener:

My friend Yeneissi told me this story. It happened to her uncle in El Salvador. It has to be one of my favorite Llorona encounters. One day he was working in the fields and took a nap on his tractor, and in the middle of his nap he heard a woman wailing and crying. I would like to point out he’s in the middle of the field and no one else is around. And he sits up on his tractor and just screams something along the lines of  “como chingas, vieja puta, ve a buscar tus hijos en otro lugar” and the wailing stops. No fucks given. Brilliant.

And one more story, from Huacasco, Jalisco, Mexico:

So this person who told me this story will remain anonymous and we will change her name to Martha in case anyone wants to research or actually travel to this place.

In Huacasco the legend goes that if someone hears La Llorona it is an omen of death, someone in the pueblito will die. Now you don’t have to know the person but if you hear it within this town someone in that little town will die. So Martha was on the porch one evening finishing her chores of the day. When a breeze comes towards her carrying a voice. This breeze sweeps around her and she hears the wailing of a woman. Just as suddenly as it came the breeze stopped. The first thought that came to Martha’s mind was ‘oh no someone is going to die.’  The next day she finds out a man who was an acquaintance of hers had died the prior evening around the same time she heard the wailing breeze. He was driving drunk and he flipped the car many times until he landed in a barranco (ravine).