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Mima Renard (deceased in 1692 in São Paulo), was an alleged Franco-Brazilian witch, being the best known victim in Brazil of the Witch Hunt period. Mima Renard was a French immigrant who moved to Brazil with her husband, René. The couple went to live in the then village of São Paulo. Mima was seen as a beautiful and attractive woman, arousing attention in men, a fact that made her husband was attacked and killed by one of his suitors. So she went into prostitution to survive. [1] The other women of the village began to accuse her of playing spell in men, in order to attract them. In unknown date, a conflict between two of its clients resulted in the murder of one of them. The two clients were married, which was unpopular at the time. Mima was reported to the local parish priest, by several women of their customers, receiving charges of sorcery and witchcraft, for allegedly cast spell on men. She was tried, convicted and executed at the stake in public

Cinema and literature have tirelessly addressed this issue, but the stories told often refer to cases occurring in Europe or the United States. Few people know, but people accused of practicing witchcraft were also taken to the fire here in Brazil. The cases are not numerous, however, the Church also has its victims in brazilian lands. Contrary to what many believe, the Catholic Church was not the only one to create institutions that were involved in the suppression of what was considered heresy. In some Protestant countries, such as Germany, this practice also existed. As in Brazil was the Catholic Church who wielded power, cases of witchcraft accusation were made by her. If we compare with the mold of what was considered witchcraft in Europe, in fact there were no witches in Brazil, according to the Church. There women were hunted and taken to the fire by involvement with Satanism, sacrifices or simple heretical thought, as here the charges were based on practices that were based on a mix of popular wisdom, use of natural resources for the treatment and cure diseases, worship of foreign entities to the Church or the simple fact that if you disagree with it. In Brazil the Holy Office of the Court has never been established, even though they were three visitations of the Holy Office to the Brazilian lands. The "Visitors", which were sent by the Court in order to ascertain any kind of accusation, were only the prosperous captaincies at the time: Grand Pará, Pernambuco and Bahia. As at the time São Paulo was nothing but a poor cluster of a few dozen streets and alleys around the Tamanduateí river, the witch hunt was in charge of the local clergy. Yet some women accused of witchcraft met death at the stake of the "São Paulo Inquisition."

Mima Renard and her husband René, moved from France to Brazil behind better opportunities to live. The couple settled in the then village of São Paulo. We know little about the life of Mima, only likely, it was one of the first women to go through a trial hunting witch on Brazilian soil. Mima was notorious beauty; the young woman stood out among the other women, coming arouse some jealousy of the female population of the place where he lived. She drew attention of several local men, especially married. Shortly after his amazing success on the spot, her husband was mysteriously murdered. According to the file of the period, his tormentor was a married man who fell hopelessly by the French girl. As depended on her husband to live - like most women at the time - Mima seen in increasing misery without livelihood prospects. Thus, she appealed to many women, before and after it, turn: prostitution. The success rate among men was immediate - they were queuing to attend his bed. Such a contract would have everything to work, if not for a new murder that ruined his popularity and survival perspective. The culprit this time, just like the first, was a married man, who ended up killing one of Mima customers. The female population of hatred toward this woman - who was already great - only further increased. They then began to accuse her of practicing witchcraft to attract their husbands, prompting the local parish priest. Mima was then captured, arrested, accused of witchcraft and executed at the stake in public in the year 1692. Mima was just one of many women of her time, who refused to accept the tragic circumstances in which he lived, chasing a life worthier for you, something that clearly shocked the conservative society of the period. This design helped perpetuate the idea that empowered women or masters of their fate, were witches and worthy of fear pervaded worship

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