Mirabella Castillo | |
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Portrayed By | Salma Hayek |
Gender | Female |
Date of Birth | May 11, 1859 |
Age | 23 |
Zodiac Sign | Astrological Sign |
Aliases | mira |
Place of Birth | Oaxaca, Mexico |
Occupation | Seamstress |
Known Relatives | Amalia Benitez Castillo (Mother), Norte' Castillo (Father) |
Significant Other | None |
History
Mirabella Angelica Castillo was the seventh of seven, the third daughter and the one destined for the convent. From birth Norte' and Amalia Castillo had made certain little MIrabella was prepared to serve God in her way. At the age of sixteen, Mirabella joined the novitiate in Oaxaca where she showed a penitent heart and eager to learn the purity of service. She was a tender-hearted child of regal heritage, her bearing quietly honorable. Once she took her vows of chastity, she took the name of Sister Rosalina. She cut her knee-length hair which was her only vanity.
When she was twenty-two, that was the year which became the turning point in her life. She was sent northward in order to aid Father Winston in proselytizing to the Hinonoeino tribe, a peaceful people as they did not fight the Americans. Unfortunately, their strategy of making treaties with the invaders rather than fighting them did not bring them to any better end. The increasing influx of settlers into areas promised to the Arapaho by treaty forced them away from their traditional lands, disrupted the buffalo routes, and ultimately split the Arapaho tribe in half. Twenty years earlier this same tribe was nearly eradicated by Colornel Chivington in the Sand Creek Massacre, killing more than 150 men, women and children.
Sister Rosalina fulfilled her calling humbly and without fanfare, serving the mission admirably. The day was October 17, 1883 and she had gone to help several of the women to sewing the shroud for one of their own who had passed suddenly. While ennroute, she was beset upon by a rogue group of Pawnee who, at the end, left her for dead in the snow-covered fields at the base of the Rockies. A trapper discovered her beaten and abused body and took her to the Indian women with whom she spent most of her time. Both the doctor and the medicine man gave her little in the way of hope to recover from her wounds, both physically and emotionally. For weeks she spent moving in and out of reality. Father Winston had given her last rites several times, believing those to be the final moments of her life only to have her rally. When she awoke, her mind was a clean slate, only recalling her name as being Mirabella Castillo of Oaxaca, Mexico, the seventh of seven children.
For reasons known only to God, she asked to be brought to this town in Colorado, claiming that while she was in her coma, an angel came to tell her this is where her future would unfold. She was told of her religious order, the faith she placed in God and how she succored those in her care. While under medical care, she was able to create the loveliest needlework ever seen and it was thus she made her living while traveling to this country.