The Island of "Borinquen", the given name of the Island called Puerto Rico, a time were Taino's people ruled. As it stands today, the name deeply rooted in our souls and spirit. Perhaps forgotten for some, but well-kept in the hearts for others. Yes, Los Taino's, our people who invoked the tell-tales accounts. The celebrations of ritual ceremonies the legends perhaps might seem far-fetched from the real truth. But to many it remains a testament of valor, honor and respect. The Folk-Tale legends and stories repeatedly heard in successions through History Books, the infamous fall over the City Wall that ended a young life of a Horse rider named Baltazar Montanez.
This tiny island and those who inhabit it, but yet so engulfed into the richest culture in the Caribbean, reaching from as far east of Fajardo, to as far west of Quebradillas. So embellished in every corner, surrounded by lushy palms. But Legends of stories some considered to be true, but others unquestionable is what truly brings out the embodiment of "La Cultura".
The most feared Puerto Rican Pirate, Roberto Cofresi" who made his fortune by looting the treasure ships throughout the Atlantic Ocean. Once a loyal licensed corsair for the Monarchy of Spain. Roberto Cofresi once dominated the ocean waters by targeting and stealing the treasure from European ships. For the Puerto-Ricans he was a hero who shared his entire fortune, they loved and adored Roberto Cofresi as one of them.
The Tell-tale Chupa-Cabra, "Goat-sucking goat who terrorized towns in Puerto Rico, including South America and Mexico. The foreseen moment of truth when the National Geographic got so involved with the story at first, with all the drama and suspense, but yet failed in all efforts to deliver the truth behind "El Chupa Cabra". The overriding concern on neighbors in Puerto Rico shifted as they vowed never entrust rumors on Grotesque monsters sucking the blood of chickens.
Finally, The Tell-tale story of Baltazar Montanez, a well-kept story hidden in my taught. How my grandmother's eloquence revealed the story in its entirety. How effortlessly she narrated every word and phrase. In 1753, Baltazar was racing his horse from the hilltop of Cristo Street, as he reached the precipice, he lost control of the horse and plunged to his death. Baltazar Montanez, prayed to the catholic saint. The Young man never saved, and his life was not saved. A remarkable story that had a sad ending.
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