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We intend to present here a selection of  Itanhaém's "stories" as well as the rest of the Atlantic Coast's and the São Paulo Southern Shores', including their rural areas. If you know any interesting story and want to help us make a better site, please send it to editor@itanhaemvirtual.com.br along with your name that we'll publish your adventure soon! Let's begin with these ones...

 

   

 
The History of Iguape's Good Jesus

The history of Iguape's Good Jesus was widely spread at the time of the Captainship of Itanhaém (Captainship or Capitania in Portuguese, was the first kind of administrative division during colonial times in Brazil). The Captainship of Itanhaém included a big territory stretching from the surroundings of the town of Paranaguá (nowadays located in the State of Paraná in the South) to Cape Cold (Cabo Frio - nowadays located in the Northern State of Rio de Janeiro). In 1647 a catholic image was sent to Brazil but as the ship got closer to the coasts of Pernambuco in the North (nowadays a State), the Portuguese-Man-of-War was attacked by pirates. Fearing that the pirates could profane the image, the commander put it in a wooden box along with some bottles of olive oil and throw it in the sea. This way, the wooden box was taken by the currents to the Southern Brazilian Coast.

In that same year, two Indians were en route to the Village of Our Lady of Conception of Itanhaém, sent there by Francisco de Mesquita who lived on the Juréia Beach. Both of them saw a box in the water as they were walking on the Una Beach (nowadays, near the surroundings of the city of Peruíbe, southwards, next to Itanhaém). They took the box out of the water and noticed it contained a religious image along with some bottles of olive oil. Believing that the objects were related in some way, they decided to take the box to the beach. Before continuing to travel, they took the image and put it on the sand, next to the bottles and the box.

When their mission was attached in Itanhaém, they got back but they noticed the image had its face towards the sunset, in an opposite direction than the one they have left it, which was turned towards the sunrise. Very amazed, the caboclos, hurried up to get back to the place they lived in order to tell the others what they had seen. In the next morning, the community leader went to the Una Beach along with his family and getting down on their knees before the very image, they started to pray. So they decided to take it to the Village of Iguape (near Itanhaém, more than 100 km southwards), crossing the forests of the Juréia Mountain Range, carrying the image in a fishnet.

A group of people of the community knew about the finding of the image and finding Mr. Jorge Serrano, they said they wanted to take the image to the Village of Our Lady of Conception of Itanhaém, because that was administrative center of the Captainship. As they tried to take the image to Itanhaém, the image started to weight totally out of proportion what made them give up to change the itinerary. Later that day, they found a place to bathe the image in the waters of a creek before getting ready to arrive in the Church of Our Lady of Snows (Nossa Senhora das Neves). From then on, the creek was known as The Lord's Fountain. Some people said the rock where they had put the image on in order to bathe it, started to grow continuously from that moment on.

On November the 2nd, 1647, as they finished traveling, the image finally arrived in the city of Iguape and was enthroned in the altar of the Main Church. The story of the miraculous image was spread all around the region and a number of believers stared to grow day by day, coming from distant places to beg for graces. The original image was currently taken out of the church in processions until the year of 1946. From this date on, willing to preserve the image and for security measures, a replica was built for these special events, keeping the original image safe and enthroned in the altar of the church, nowadays a Basilica named Good Jesus of Iguape. A tradition of pilgrimage was then associated to the city.

Since the times of the beginning of the colonization, the patroness of the city of Iguape has been Our Lady of the Snows (Nossa Senhora das Neves), a church located in the section of the town named Icapara. With the removal of the population for another place named Small Sea (Mar Pequeno), a construction of a new church dedicated to the Saint began in 1614. The Sanctuary of The Good Jesus was concluded in 1856, substituting the old church and from that time on, Our Lady of the Snows started to be worshiped along with Iguape's Good Jesus.

Zé (Joseph) and the Flying Saucers


Zé is the way through which the ones who are named Joseph are nicknamed in Brazil. He was a humble bricklayer originally from the State of Sergipe (in the Northern Brazil) who moved with his family (spouse and three little girls) to Itanhaém in the second half of the 60's (almost 40 years ago). They worked also as tenants in the house they lived which was the secondary propriety belonging to a family of oriental origin who lived near Sao Paulo and used the house on vacations and holydays. The house was located on a street in the section named Cibratel 1, almost behind the smaller greenish hill next to a higher one named Paranambuco. From the backyard, they had an amazing view of all the beach, including the Indians' Well, The Rocks and The Cibratel Beach. Zé worked hard and well but he really enjoyed a "caninha" (another name for the Brazilian sugar cane alcoholic beverage). Once, in one of those summer nights which the sky was so luminous with millions of bluish stars, Zé saw a tiny little star up there in the sky coming from the sea towards the Sea Mountain Range. All the neighborhood gathered to see that "walking star in the sky". Zé said he had never seen "a traveling star" so high, even though some neighbors remarked that was only a satellite reflecting the sunlight up there in space,
"because many of them crossed itanhaém's skies", as another neighbor added. Then Mr. Zé said: "I had never seen it so high like this one! I've seen some bigger lights, but in the sea, very far, above the horizon. I've seen it closer too, as the light were getting closer to the Rocks. These lights used to cross the skies a lot when we had just moved here". In those times, there was almost no houses in that section of the city named Cibratel. The time passed, Zé's family left for the Capital of São Paulo, the family of oriental origin sold the house and Zé has already died. This story was all what was left as a memento of those times - or would it be a history?! Those days were really good and they will certainly never get back.

 

Mr. Pompeu

 

Mr Pompeu was maybe the most humble and simple man the whole city of Itanhaém has ever met. He was from the times that the Cibratel section was all bush. there was only freshwater but no electricity - only lanterns. From these ancient times to the modern ones of the 80's Mr. Pompeu used to cross the streets of the sections of Cibratel and Belas Artes carrying his horses, always in a hurry. The children of the 60's and the 70's were very happy to see those horses and colts. The children at that time were also very fool and believed in "the man of the bag". Many of the small kids used to say he was that man, carrying a bag to kidnap the children. "There comes the cripple! There comes the man of the bag" . It was just a childish and foolish thing, very foolish. Mr. Pompeu was honest and very nice. Sometime later no one saw Mr. Pompeu anymore, he's probably died, but the horses are still around the place... Here and there...over there...there's always a mare with its colts feeding on the Cibratel fields along the beach. The ones who see them instantly remember those times and Mr. Pompeu carrying the horses through the streets in a hurry.

 

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