The Ñanduti is a typical Paraguayan craft that resembles a spider web. It is done using frames, fabric, needle, threads and a lot of imagination.

The legend that is more literary than historical, since Guaraní was a purely oral language until the introduction of the Jesuit Missions in Paraguay when some monks learned the language and gave it a spelling, does not have historical records, it says that two warriors of partiality Guarani were in love with the same maiden.

As she herself had no preference for anyone in particular, she declared that whoever offered to her the most valuable gift would be whoever she married with.

One of the warriors, the most in love, sad and meditative since he did not have any wealth, went into the woods perhaps seeking to alleviate his melancholy and spent so much time that he fell asleep without realizing it.

When he woke up, the rays of the sun were reflected in a beautiful cloth that hung from some trees. Happy for what he discovered, he wanted to hold it with his hands to offer the gift that would win the heart of his beloved.

However he barely touched it with his fingers, it melted between his fingers like mist. He disheartened he returned to his village, and told his mother his sorrows. She listened to him attentively and then asked him to take her to the place where she found that oddity of it.

Upon reaching the site, they saw another equally beautiful web, his mother, knowing its fragility, began to observe it, she watched a spider that diligently came and went weaving that web.

They returned to the village, and his mother told her son not to worry about it, that she would help him.

In the solitude of her hut, the old woman with long white hair prepared to imitate the spider, weaving with her own hair a beautiful fabric that resembled a spider's web, but with a resistance that the other did not possess.

Days later, she surprised her son with the offering that would help him win the hand of his loved lady, but her son was fearful at first did not dare to touch it.

But his wise and loving mother assured him that it would not fade away. Excited and nervous, the young man prepared to deliver the present to the owner of his sleeplessness. The maiden marveling at such a fine and exotic gift, accepted him as fiance.

This is a own version of the Ñanduti legend, but whether it is true or not, the beauty and delicacy of this craft is making that little by little is becoming a bit more known in the world.

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