Masonic Lodge Hassled Fatima Children
Jacinta 's Vision of Accursed Pope
Fatima UFO Sightings
1910: UNFORGETTABLE JACINTA MARTO
Volume 5, Number 10
March 9, 2000
Editor: Joseph Trainor
Our Reader's Digest-style biography actually begins in 1897, the year of the "Great Airship Mystery"
[explanations discussed by John Keel in Operation Trojan Horse] or UFO flap here in the USA. That
was the year Manuel Pedro Marto, 24, a cabo (corporal) in the Portuguese Army returned home after
a tour of duty in Mozambique. Settling in the village of Aljustrel, in the Serra da Aire mountains of
central Portugal, he met and married Olimpia de Jesus dos Santos de Rosa, 28, a widow with two
children. They soon added to Olimpia's two kids, and by 1909, the total number of kids in the household
had climbed to ten. Number Eleven, a baby girl, was born on March 11, 1910. They called her Jacinta (Portuguese for Hyacinth-- J.T.)
Jacinta "was as quick and blithe as a bird, always running or jumping or dancing. For Jacinta had been
spoiled a little, too, as the baby of a large family, and she could pout or sulk on slight provocation." Yes,
Jacinta was the family brat. Like most pre- schoolers, she went through a possessive phase. "That's mine!"
she would say, swiping an item from a sibling. "That's mine, too!" In exasperation, her older brother Joao
asked, "Does everything in this house belong to you?" Jacinta replied, "Well...yes!"
She seemed drawn to religious symbols. In 1913, at the home of her cousin and playmate, Lucia Abobora
dos Santos, Jacinta took the crucifix "from the wall and was looking at it affectionately" when her aunt,
Maria Rosa dos Santos de Abobora (Lucia's mother--J.T.) "came in and, thinking Lucia was to blame,
began to scold." "Tia Maria, don't spank her!" Jacinta pleaded, "It was all my fault. I won't do it again."
Jacinta was very close to her immediate older brother, Francisco, who was born on June 11, 1908, and
her cousin Lucia, also born that year.
Anton Chekhov once remarked, "Happy families are all the same. But each unhappy family is unhappy in
its own way." The Abobora household presented a sharp contrast to the joyful chaos at the Marto place.
Lucia, the daughter of an alcoholic father and a hot-tempered, physically-abusive mother, found solace in
religion. She was also a precocious child and made her First Communion at the age of six, surprising Father
Pena, their parish priest, with her understanding of Roman Catholic doctrine.
In May 1914, seeing her cousin in her white First Communion dress, Jacinta wanted to be part of the
ceremony, too. So she prevailed upon Lucia to coach her in Catholic doctrine. Jacinta's First Communion
test, however, was a theological disaster. Father Pena: "Now then, Jacinta, how many gods are there?"
Jacinta: "Three! The Father, the Son and What's-his-name." Father Pena: "Why do we go to Mass?"
Jacinta: "To sing and be happy." "Poor Jacinta! How she grieved! Yet it was not her nature to brood
over past defeats when there were still victories to be gained."
In June 1914, Maria Rosa, strapped for cash, put her daughter Lucia to work as a shepherdess. Manuel
Marto thought his son Francisco should become one, as well, sort of introducing the boy to the world of
work. And with her two playmates heading up into the serra with their flocik of sheep, Jacinta just had
to go along, too.
One day in July 1914, the trio was tending a flock of sheep on the Cabeco (Portuguese for head--J.T.)
a promontory overlooking the heavily-wooded extinct volcano known as Cova da Iria, when sharp-eyed
Jacinta spotted something unusual in the clear blue summer sky.
In her 1937 memoir, Lucia described it as "a figure like a statue made of snow which the rays of the sun had turned somewhat transparent." (Editor's Comment: Sounds like a UFO to me.)
In September 1914, Jacinta, Francisco and Lucia saw the object again.
It returned for the third time in July 1915.
By now everyone in Aljustrel had heard about these incidents and joked about them. An irate Maria Rosa confronted Lucia. "Now let us see. What was it you say you saw over there?"
"I don't know, Mama," Lucia replied, "I don't know what it was."
Well, first it was the UFO. Then it was an angel. Then the Archangel Michael and the Angel of Peace,
and finally, on May 13, 1917, a visit from the Virgin Mary, who swore the children to secrecy. [Yeah,
right -- I'm going to believe a paranormal manifestation when it says who it is - why would it lie? duh - ww]
Jacinta meant to keep the promise. But, after all, she was only seven years old, and this was the biggest
thing that had ever happened to her. She just had to share it with the most important person in her life--
"The child ran to clasp her about the knees. And out it came...'Mother, I saw Our Lady today at Cova
da Iria!'" Olimpia merely laughed. "I believe you, child. Oh, yes, you are such a good saint that you see
Our Lady!" "But I saw her!" Jacinta insisted. Something in Jacinta's tone of voice convinced Olimpia.
She told the children's father. Manuel, the hard-headed ex-soldier, carefully cross-examined both
Jacinta and Francisco. He, too, was convinced.
The children used words and phrases far beyond their youthful levels of comprehension.
From there the news spread all over Portugal, and the crowds descended on Cova da Iria, both the
faithful and the curiosity-seekers.
Through July and August 1917, Jacinta began to see strange visions of the future. Scenes of the Great
Depression of the 1930s and World War II. And another featuring a Pope of the future.
One day, Francisco and Lucia found the little girl sitting beside the well, staring off into space. Presently
she asked them, "Don't you see the Holy Father?"" No," they replied. "I don't know how it is," Jacinta
said, "But I see the Holy Father in a very large building, on his knees before a table, with his hands over
his face, crying. In front of the building there are many people and some are throwing stones at him,
others are cursing him and saying very foul words to him. Poor little Holy Father! We must pray a lot for him!"
Word of the pint-sized seers finally reached the ears of Magahaes Lima, the Illuminatus of Leiria. He
ordered his subordinate, Arturo de Oliveira Santos, district administrator of Ourem and a fellow member
of the Grand Orient Masonic lodge in Leiria, to "do something" about these kids.
On August 11, 1917, Jacinta, Francisco and Lucia were arrested by the police and tossed into the district
prison at Ourem.
As Jacinta herself might have put it, the kids were "in deep poo-poo," locked up with thieves, pimps,
alcoholics, dope dealers and armed robbers. The two girls began weeping. "I want to see my mother!"
Jacinta moaned, "I want my mother!" (Editor's Note: At the same time the Fatima kids were in prison,
another mystic, Mrs. Annie Wood Besant, was under house arrest in India for protesting the insane
carnage of World War One.)
At Francisco's suggestion, the trio knelt on the floor and began to pray. Maybe it was seeing the three
innocents in prayer. Or maybe the convicts were too smart to do the Illuminati's dirty work for them.
In any event, they didn't harm the children, who spent many hours looking out the barred window.
"We'll be all right," Lucia said, "Our Lady will never abandon us." "I know," Jacinta sighed. "But I can't stop
thinking about my mother."
Hoping to cheer them up, one convict produced a harmonica and offered to play a few tunes. (Editor's Comment: I wonder if he did Red River Valley? That's what they played for Tom Horn the night before
he was hanged in Wyoming.)
Hearing the music, Jacinta immediately brightened. "I can dance the fandango," she said, "And the vira."
"Prove it!" a convict challenged. So Jacinta and her partner danced around the cell, although, as Lucia
reported, "she was so small he had to carry her while she had her arms around his neck." They sang
many Portuguese ballads, including Jacinta's favorite, A Serrana (Mountain Girl).
Following their release, the kids returned to Cova da iria for the tumultuous events of October 13, 1917,
in which thousands of onlookers witnessed what they called "a solar miracle."
That was the end of the Marian apparitions but Jacinta's strange visions continued. The Martos could not get
over the change in their youngest daughter [she was more fully possessed by an alien intelligence - ww]. She seemed more thoughtful, more mature, less impulsive and given to curious insights into people.
In May 1918, Jacinta took the First Communion exam again. This time she stunned the parish priest with her
flawless answers. "She speaks with the voice of a saint," he remarked.
But tragedy was on the horizon. The Spanish influenza epidemic that ravaged Europe in 1919 arrived in Aljustrel in January. Francisco succumbed quickly. Jacinta came down with pleurisy and lingered for months.
In April 1919, she told Lucia, "Our Lady says my mother will take me to a hospital in a dark building, and that
I would not get well."
In July 1919, Manuel took his dying daughter to the hospital in Ourem. It was a white, well-lit building, and the family thought that, for once, a Jacinta prediction had not come true.
On December 29, 1919, Jacinta had a second vision of what she called "the dark hospital," telling cousin Lucia, "Our Lady told me I am going to Lisboa, to another hospital. I will die there, but someday I will return to Cova da Iria."
On February 2, 1920, Jacinta was taken to the Hospital of Dona Stefania in Lisboa. It was, just as she
predicted, a dark, dreary old building. Upon admission, she was assigned to Bed #38 in the children's ward
on the first floor. Two weeks later, on February 16, 1920, at 10:30 p.m.,Jacinta Marto passed away. She was twenty- four days shy of her tenth birthday.
The miracles, however, did not end with Jacinta's death. In 1935, her grave was opened, and the little girl's
body was found to be perfectly preserved. There was no trace of deterioration. A witness commented, "She looked as if she were sleeping."
In 1972, one of the people in attendance at a Marian apparition in Bayside, New York, USA took Polaroid photographs of strange lights in the night sky over the old Vatican pavilion at the former site of the 1964 New York World's Fair. When the Polaroid photo developed, it showed a name written in light, Jacinta, in the girl's
Such was the life of Jacinta Marto, the little girl who never became a teenager but who is well on her way to becoming the Nostradamus of Portugal. (See the book Our Lady of Fatima by William Thomas Walsh, Macmillan Co., New York, N.Y., 1947, pages 16, 17, 22, 23, 54, 55, 112, 174 and 175. See also Jacinta --Episodos Mweditos das Aparicoes da Nossa Senhora by Jose Galamba de Oliveira.)
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