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&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT" style="font-size: 18pt;"&gt;Era uma vez três irmãos do mini-mundo do jardim: o Miguel Polegar, que era gordinho, o Zé Indicador, que era alto e a Maria Mindinho, que era baixinha, magrinha e muito medrosa.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 3.65pt;"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT" style="font-size: 18pt;"&gt;- Um dia havemos de tirar-te esse medo - diziam o Miguel e o Zé.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 3.65pt;"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT" style="font-size: 18pt;"&gt;O tempo foi passando até que se decidiram:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 3.65pt;"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT" style="font-size: 18pt;"&gt;- Vamos ter com a bruxa do jardim.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 3.65pt;"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT" style="font-size: 18pt;"&gt;E lá se fizeram à estrada.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 3.65pt;"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT" style="font-size: 18pt;"&gt;Um dia, deparou-se-lhes a orla da Floresta Alta do jardim. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 3.65pt;"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT" style="font-size: 18pt;"&gt;- Tenho medo de entrar ali- disse Maria Mindinho.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 3.65pt;"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT" style="font-size: 18pt;"&gt;- Não tenhas medo, minha querida- disse uma voz atrás deles, que os sobressaltou - Eu protejo-vos enquanto estiverem na floresta, mas nada posso fazer contra a bruxa que lá vive, pois os seus poderes superam os meus... Ai que mal educado, esqueci-me de me apresentar. Eu chamo-me João Pai de Todos. Os meus amigos chamam-me João Veloz ou João Tagarela.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 3.65pt;"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT" style="font-size: 18pt;"&gt;- Obrigado, João Tagarela - disse Zé Indicador - Eu chamo-me Zé Indicador, o meu irmão chama-se Miguel Polegar e a minha irmã chama-se Maria Mindinho. Aceitamos a tua ajuda de bom grado. Em relação à bruxa, andamos à procura dela.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 3.65pt;"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT" style="font-size: 18pt;"&gt;- O quê?! E porque desejam encontrar a bruxa? Estão doidos?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 3.65pt;"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT" style="font-size: 18pt;"&gt;- Nós queremos encontrar a bruxa para que ela nos prepare uma poção que cure o medo da nossa irmã. E não, não estamos doidos.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 3.65pt;"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT" style="font-size: 18pt;"&gt;E assim foi. Andaram, andaram, comeram, andaram, acamparam… &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT" style="font-size: 18pt;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Até que chegaram à casa da bruxa: uma casa com uma base de 32&amp;nbsp; milímetros quadrados e 4 de altura, feita de um material que parecia chumbo e plástico derretidos e fundidos, tecto de lona, janelas de vidro fosco e porta com um pouco de um pneu.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 3.65pt;"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT" style="font-size: 18pt;"&gt;O grupo bateu à porta, esperou um minuto e voltou a bater com mais força,esperou mais um minuto e empurrou a porta.&amp;nbsp; Esta cedeu e o grupo entrou e vasculhou na casa. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 3.65pt;"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT" style="font-size: 18pt;"&gt;- Nada - disseram, depois de cinco minutos a vasculhar.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 3.65pt;"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT" style="font-size: 18pt;"&gt;- Aaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! - ouviram, vindo de fora de casa.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 3.65pt;"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT" style="font-size: 18pt;"&gt;- Quando chegaram lá fora depararam-se com um espectáculo aterrador: a bruxa, atada com teia de aranha a uma erva, tinha uma aranha a avançar sobre ela.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 3.65pt;"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT" style="font-size: 18pt;"&gt;- Zé Indicador - disse ela - toma uma miniatura de Halator. &lt;br /&gt;Nesse mesmo instante, apareceu à frente de Zé Indicador uma espada. Zé Indicador pegou nela e correu contra a aranha, cortando-lhe uma pata e provocando uma espécie de gemido de dor. A aranha tentou apanhar&amp;nbsp; Zé Indicador com uma teia, mas este conseguiu esquivar-se para debaixo da aranha e fazer um grande golpe no seu ventre. Este golpe foi fatal, pois Halator era uma espada com o poder do demónio.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 3.65pt;"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT" style="font-size: 18pt;"&gt;Zé Indicador cortou a teia que prendia a bruxa.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 3.65pt;"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT" style="font-size: 18pt;"&gt;- Muito obrigada pela tua ajuda com a aranha. Fui apanhada de surpresa enquanto recolhia algumas gotas de orvalho.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 3.65pt;"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT" style="font-size: 18pt;"&gt;- Então - começou Zé Indicador quero que expliques como é que sabias o meu nome.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;- Vi-o na minha bola de cristal.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 3.65pt;"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT" style="font-size: 18pt;"&gt;- Que raio de espada é esta?&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;- É uma miniatura de Halator, a espada do demónio.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;- Podias preparar-nos uma poção que curasse o medo à nossa irmã?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 3.65pt;"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT" style="font-size: 18pt;"&gt;- Sim, mas vou precisar de um ingrediente muito raro: um pouco de uma folha de um trevo de quatro folhas, que só existe na zona mais sombria e perigosa da floresta alta, onde existem muitos insectos.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 3.65pt;"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT" style="font-size: 18pt;"&gt;- Nós iremos buscar esse ingrediente! - Disse em coro o grupo, cheio de entusiasmo.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 3.65pt;"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT" style="font-size: 18pt;"&gt;- Então, tomem estas armas: para ti, Miguel Polegar, eu dou-te uma miniatura de Suimlaris, a imbatível; para ti, João Veloz, uma miniatura de Domivat, com o punho congelado para não te queimares; e para ti, Maria Mindinho, o Báculo de Eishel.&amp;nbsp; E agora, para os quatro, dou-vos o dom de saber e conseguir dominar as vossas novas armas.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 3.65pt;"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT" style="font-size: 18pt;"&gt;E lá foi o grupinho à aventura.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 3.65pt;"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT" style="font-size: 18pt;"&gt;- Es... estou a a fi... ficar com mu... muito medo – gaguejou Maria Mindinho – a flo... floresta está a fi... ficar escura.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 3.65pt;"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT" style="font-size: 18pt;"&gt;E era verdade: tinham entrado na parte escura da floresta alta.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 3.65pt;"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT" style="font-size: 18pt;"&gt;Estava Zé Indicador a consolar a irmã quando, vinda do nada, uma joaninha os atacou.&amp;nbsp; Felizmente, todos se esquivaram a tempo, preparando-se para atacarem e se defenderem dos golpes daquela joaninha.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 3.65pt;"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT" style="font-size: 18pt;"&gt;- Calma, calma, minha querida – disse uma voz doce, enquanto que um vulto esbelto aterrava ao pé da cabeça do insecto, fazendo-lhe festas.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT" style="font-size: 18pt;"&gt;Tal como tinha aparecido, a joaninha desapareceu.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 3.65pt;"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT" style="font-size: 18pt;"&gt;- Olá – disse o vulto, virando-se e mostrando uma bela jovem, morena, com algumas sardas, olhos castanhos, cabelos escuros, roupas verdes e um cinto dourado - eu chamo-me Joana Anelar.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 3.65pt;"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT" style="font-size: 18pt;"&gt;- Olá – disse Zé Indicador – eu chamo-me Zé Indicador, este é o Miguel Polegar, esta é a Maria Mindinho e este é o João Veloz.&amp;nbsp; Muito prazer.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 3.65pt;"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT" style="font-size: 18pt;"&gt;- O prazer é todo meu. Venham a minha casa comer qualquer coisa.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 3.65pt;"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT" style="font-size: 18pt;"&gt;- Não obrigado.&amp;nbsp; Estamos de passagem, viemos apenas buscar um pouco de uma folha de um trevo de quatro folhas para fazer uma poção mágica para tirar o medo à Maria Mindinho. - disparou João Pai de Todos.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 3.65pt;"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT" style="font-size: 18pt;"&gt;- Também lhe podes chamar João Tagarela – disse Zé Indicador a Joana Anelar.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 3.65pt;"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT" style="font-size: 18pt;"&gt;- Ih ih! Eu sei onde podem encontrar trevos de quatro folhas.&amp;nbsp; Sigam-me.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 3.65pt;"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT" style="font-size: 18pt;"&gt;E Joana Anelar conduziu-os até uma “clareira” cheia de trevos de quatro folhas, de onde recolheram o que precisavam e voltaram à casa da bruxa.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 3.65pt;"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT" style="font-size: 18pt;"&gt;- Ah! Já chegaram. Vou pôr a poção mágica a fazer. Suponho que essa seja a Joana Anelar.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 3.65pt;"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT" style="font-size: 18pt;"&gt;- Como é que... - começou Joana Anelar.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 3.65pt;"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT" style="font-size: 18pt;"&gt;- Viu o teu nome numa bola de cristal – interrompeu-a Zé Indicador.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 3.65pt;"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT" style="font-size: 18pt;"&gt;- Reparaste que o João Pai de Todos está apaixonado pela Joana Anelar? - perguntou Maria Mindinho a Zé Indicador pouco depois, enquanto estavam à espera da poção mágica. - Não pára de olhar para ela.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 3.65pt;"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT" style="font-size: 18pt;"&gt;- Sim, reparei.&amp;nbsp; Também reparei que coraram ambos, quando trocaram um primeiro olhar.&amp;nbsp; São uns perfeitos pombinhos.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 3.65pt;"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT" style="font-size: 18pt;"&gt;- Aqui tens a tua poção mágica, minha querida – disse a voz da bruxa por trás deles.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 3.65pt;"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT" style="font-size: 18pt;"&gt;- Obrigada – disse Maria Mindinho, depois de ter bebido a poção mágica.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 3.65pt;"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT" style="font-size: 18pt;"&gt;E o grupo fez-se à estrada.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 3.65pt;"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT" style="font-size: 18pt;"&gt;- Sabem, a Joana Anelar e eu decidimos que queríamos ficar aqui na floresta – disse João Veloz, quando estavam a chegar à orla da floresta alta.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 3.65pt;"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT" style="font-size: 18pt;"&gt;- Está bem, mas não pensem que se livram de umas visitas – responderam os irmãos.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 3.65pt;"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT" style="font-size: 18pt;"&gt;- Está bem, podem visitar-nos – respondeu João Pai de Todos.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 3.65pt;"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT" style="font-size: 18pt;"&gt;- Claro que podemos!&amp;nbsp; Adeus – retorquiram os irmãos.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 3.65pt;"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT" style="font-size: 18pt;"&gt;- Adeus.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 3.65pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 3.65pt;"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT" style="font-size: 18pt;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;b&gt;Epílogo&lt;/b&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 3.65pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 3.65pt;"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT" style="font-size: 18pt;"&gt;Os três irmãos, quando regressaram a casa, formaram uma banda de rock famosa, enquanto que João Veloz e Joana Anelar casaram e tiveram muitos filhos.&amp;nbsp; Os irmãos fazem visitas ao casal:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 3.65pt;"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT" style="font-size: 18pt;"&gt;- Ó João Pai de Todos, és pai de todos?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 3.65pt;"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT" style="font-size: 18pt;"&gt;- Este sítio é muito mais agitado do que a nossa floresta! &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 3.65pt;"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT" style="font-size: 18pt;"&gt;Enfim, acabou (est)a história, viveram felizes para sempre e é tudo.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 3.65pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; text-indent: 3.65pt;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN" style="font-size: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span lang="EN" style="font-size: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span lang="EN" style="font-size: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;FIM&lt;/b&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; text-indent: 3.65pt;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN" style="font-size: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; text-indent: 3.65pt;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN" style="font-size: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; 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text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-3ZN1jR4MiM/TBfRnXU2QZI/AAAAAAAAAUA/mAm85iHCk_Q/s1600/ver%C3%A3o.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-3ZN1jR4MiM/TBfRnXU2QZI/AAAAAAAAAUA/mAm85iHCk_Q/s320/ver%C3%A3o.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ode ao Verão&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT"&gt;As aulas estão a acabar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT"&gt;Os testes já lá vão&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT"&gt;É tempo de descansar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT"&gt;Cheira a Verão!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT"&gt;A natureza mostra as suas cores&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT"&gt;Os seres vivos despertam a sua paixão&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT"&gt;As flores acordam com diferentes odores&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT"&gt;Cheira a Verão!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT"&gt;Há festas, danças e santos populares&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT"&gt;Anuncia-se uma nova estação&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT"&gt;Apetece a praia e novos ares&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT"&gt;Sabe a Verão!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT"&gt;O dia é grande e o sol resplandece&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT"&gt;Praia, areia e passeio em calção&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT"&gt;No vermelho do céu o astro rei desaparece&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT"&gt;Anuncia-se mais um dia de Verão&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT"&gt;Viva o Verão!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span lang="PT" style="font-size: 11pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Autoria: Sara Reis; 6º D&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4368173972680800582-8845291218793234123?l=paginasdomonte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paginasdomonte.blogspot.com/feeds/8845291218793234123/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://paginasdomonte.blogspot.com/2010/06/ode-ao-verao.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368173972680800582/posts/default/8845291218793234123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368173972680800582/posts/default/8845291218793234123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paginasdomonte.blogspot.com/2010/06/ode-ao-verao.html' title='Ode ao Verão'/><author><name>CJ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05534314670980243021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-3ZN1jR4MiM/TBfRnXU2QZI/AAAAAAAAAUA/mAm85iHCk_Q/s72-c/ver%C3%A3o.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4368173972680800582.post-4686084214807003035</id><published>2010-06-15T11:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-15T11:54:09.357-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poesia'/><title type='text'>A Lei do Porquê</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-3ZN1jR4MiM/TBfL0S7y3aI/AAAAAAAAAT4/qlhy5uQLDyM/s1600/Ponto+de+interroga%C3%A7%C3%A3o.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-3ZN1jR4MiM/TBfL0S7y3aI/AAAAAAAAAT4/qlhy5uQLDyM/s320/Ponto+de+interroga%C3%A7%C3%A3o.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;A Lei do Porquê&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 35.4pt;"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT"&gt;O que vão ler a seguir, fala das desilusões e desgostos que acontecem ao longo da nossa vida.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 35.4pt;"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT"&gt;As pessoas pensam no passado e no futuro, mas nunca se lembram do presente. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 35.4pt;"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT"&gt;Mas porquê?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 35.4pt;"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT"&gt;Porque pensamos nos desgostos de amor e não pensamos nos momentos felizes?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 35.4pt;"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT"&gt;Porque é que desabafamos com os nossos amigos ou amigas e não com os nossos pais?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 35.4pt;"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT"&gt;Por que é que caímos uma e outra vez sempre no mesmo erro?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 35.4pt;"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT"&gt;Porquê?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 35.4pt;"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT"&gt;Porque é que somos tímidos?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 35.4pt;"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT"&gt;Porque é que somos pessimistas, mas não somos optimistas?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 35.4pt;"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT"&gt;Porque é que tudo isto nos acontece?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 35.4pt;"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT"&gt;Porque é que não podemos voltar atrás e remendar tudo isto?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 35.4pt;"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT"&gt;Porquê?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 35.4pt;"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT"&gt;Se calhar é melhor pensarmos duas vezes… mas isto é mesmo assim.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 35.4pt;"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT"&gt;Isto tudo acontece porque somos humanos, temos a tendência de errar e acertar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 35.4pt;"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT"&gt;As discussões acontecem, porque somos o oposto das outras pessoas e, muitas vezes, os opostos chocam e isso não é nada bom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 35.4pt;"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT"&gt;Existem pessoas que lidam muito bem com esses problemas, essas discussões e zangas, que só existem para nos dificultar a vida. Não podemos ir abaixo e é nessas alturas que é preciso ter amizades verdadeiras.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 35.4pt;"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT"&gt;Com amigos a valer temos motivos para continuar sempre em frente.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 35.4pt;"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT"&gt;O que não podemos fazer é desistir. Não é?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 35.4pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Autoria: Sar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;a Reis, 6ºD &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4368173972680800582-4686084214807003035?l=paginasdomonte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paginasdomonte.blogspot.com/feeds/4686084214807003035/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://paginasdomonte.blogspot.com/2010/06/lei-do-porque.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368173972680800582/posts/default/4686084214807003035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368173972680800582/posts/default/4686084214807003035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paginasdomonte.blogspot.com/2010/06/lei-do-porque.html' title='A Lei do Porquê'/><author><name>CJ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05534314670980243021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-3ZN1jR4MiM/TBfL0S7y3aI/AAAAAAAAAT4/qlhy5uQLDyM/s72-c/Ponto+de+interroga%C3%A7%C3%A3o.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4368173972680800582.post-2842486431518612292</id><published>2010-05-26T15:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-26T15:04:46.564-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poesia'/><title type='text'>O Rei</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-3ZN1jR4MiM/S_2aO691dHI/AAAAAAAAATw/vIfmL6Dtgvc/s1600/rei.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-3ZN1jR4MiM/S_2aO691dHI/AAAAAAAAATw/vIfmL6Dtgvc/s320/rei.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"&gt;O rei&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Solitário ficou um rei,&lt;br /&gt;que se dedicou à poesia.&lt;br /&gt;Solitário ficou um rei,&lt;br /&gt;no qual ninguém pensaria.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Solitário ficou um rei,&lt;br /&gt;que em mistério se esconde.&lt;br /&gt;Solitário ficou um rei,&lt;br /&gt;mas ninguém sabe onde.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Autoria: Pena de Fénix&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4368173972680800582-2842486431518612292?l=paginasdomonte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paginasdomonte.blogspot.com/feeds/2842486431518612292/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://paginasdomonte.blogspot.com/2010/05/o-rei.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368173972680800582/posts/default/2842486431518612292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368173972680800582/posts/default/2842486431518612292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paginasdomonte.blogspot.com/2010/05/o-rei.html' title='O Rei'/><author><name>CJ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05534314670980243021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-3ZN1jR4MiM/S_2aO691dHI/AAAAAAAAATw/vIfmL6Dtgvc/s72-c/rei.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4368173972680800582.post-3240407334620174722</id><published>2010-02-28T13:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-28T13:57:39.391-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pensamentos'/><title type='text'>Os dois lobos</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-3ZN1jR4MiM/S4rmYkp8UlI/AAAAAAAAATo/RKAMU68NE54/s1600-h/dois+lobos.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-3ZN1jR4MiM/S4rmYkp8UlI/AAAAAAAAATo/RKAMU68NE54/s320/dois+lobos.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;"Um velho índio estava a falar com o seu neto e contava-lhe:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;-&amp;nbsp;Sinto-me como se tivesse dois lobos a lutarem no meu coração: um deles está irritado, é violento e vingativo, o outro está cheio de ternura, amor e compaixão.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;O neto perguntou:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;-&amp;nbsp;Avô, diga-me, qual dos dois lobos ganhará a luta no seu coração?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;O avô&amp;nbsp;respondeu:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;-&amp;nbsp;Aquele que eu alimentar."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Pensamento índio enviado por Rita Silva, 6º D&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4368173972680800582-3240407334620174722?l=paginasdomonte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paginasdomonte.blogspot.com/feeds/3240407334620174722/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://paginasdomonte.blogspot.com/2010/02/os-dois-lobos.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368173972680800582/posts/default/3240407334620174722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368173972680800582/posts/default/3240407334620174722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paginasdomonte.blogspot.com/2010/02/os-dois-lobos.html' title='Os dois lobos'/><author><name>CJ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05534314670980243021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-3ZN1jR4MiM/S4rmYkp8UlI/AAAAAAAAATo/RKAMU68NE54/s72-c/dois+lobos.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4368173972680800582.post-1113708198952393862</id><published>2010-02-25T15:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-25T15:18:02.893-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poema'/><title type='text'>O Futuro</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-3ZN1jR4MiM/S4cECcQhHvI/AAAAAAAAATg/AJBbPw3b-ew/s1600-h/onda.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-3ZN1jR4MiM/S4cECcQhHvI/AAAAAAAAATg/AJBbPw3b-ew/s320/onda.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;O Futuro é como a água,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Pois este pode recuar,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Mas volta sempre para nós,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Tal como uma onda no mar!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;utoria: Miguel Almeida, 8º A&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4368173972680800582-1113708198952393862?l=paginasdomonte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paginasdomonte.blogspot.com/feeds/1113708198952393862/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://paginasdomonte.blogspot.com/2010/02/o-futuro.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368173972680800582/posts/default/1113708198952393862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368173972680800582/posts/default/1113708198952393862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paginasdomonte.blogspot.com/2010/02/o-futuro.html' title='O Futuro'/><author><name>CJ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05534314670980243021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-3ZN1jR4MiM/S4cECcQhHvI/AAAAAAAAATg/AJBbPw3b-ew/s72-c/onda.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4368173972680800582.post-8938923975864991836</id><published>2010-02-21T12:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-22T12:00:25.585-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Curiosidades'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Animais'/><title type='text'>Notícias e algumas (muitas!!!) curiosidades sobre animais.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-3ZN1jR4MiM/S4GYCVo3RyI/AAAAAAAAASA/JQfEZFo5YUg/s1600-h/dog.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-3ZN1jR4MiM/S4GYCVo3RyI/AAAAAAAAASA/JQfEZFo5YUg/s320/dog.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="direction: ltr; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: justify; unicode-bidi: embed; word-break: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Calibri; font-size: 20pt; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="direction: ltr; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: justify; unicode-bidi: embed; word-break: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 27px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="direction: ltr; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: justify; unicode-bidi: embed; word-break: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 20pt; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Os animais não ficam para trás&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="direction: ltr; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: justify; unicode-bidi: embed; word-break: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Foi aprovada nos EUA uma lei que diz que em caso de emergência, os donos de animais são obrigados a garantir o bem estar&amp;nbsp; e o resgate dos mesmos. Nas suas ausências, os donos devem deixar-lhes comida e água numa grande quantidade e um abrigo onde os animais se possam proteger do frio, calor, chuva e outros agentes. Deverão também possuir uma foto a cores dos seus companheiros, caso estes desapareçam, evitando o caso de 2005 com o furacão Katrina, que deixou 200 mil animais sem casa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="direction: ltr; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: justify; unicode-bidi: embed; word-break: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Calibri; font-size: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="direction: ltr; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: justify; unicode-bidi: embed; word-break: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Calibri; font-size: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-3ZN1jR4MiM/S4GYhy-h55I/AAAAAAAAASQ/-ZxZjBZoOx4/s1600-h/elefante.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-3ZN1jR4MiM/S4GYhy-h55I/AAAAAAAAASQ/-ZxZjBZoOx4/s320/elefante.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="direction: ltr; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: justify; unicode-bidi: embed; word-break: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 24px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="direction: ltr; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: justify; unicode-bidi: embed; word-break: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Calibri; font-size: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="direction: ltr; language: en-US; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-top: 0pt; mso-line-break-override: none; punctuation-wrap: hanging; text-align: left; unicode-bidi: embed; word-break: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Calibri; font-size: 18pt;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="direction: ltr; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: justify; unicode-bidi: embed; word-break: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 20pt; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Massagens tailandesas feitas por elefantes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="direction: ltr; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: justify; unicode-bidi: embed; word-break: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Faz bem á saúde e é uma forma de relaxamento, basta ir ao jardim zoológico na Tailândia. O elefante deve ter 3 toneladas e os visitantes do mesmo terão a oportunidade&amp;nbsp; de sentir as suas grandes patas massajando-lhes o corpo. Alerta-se também para que se tome atenção, pois alguns elefantes são treinados sob tortura para que façam bem o seu trabalho, cabendo-nos a nós ver como os elefantes são tratados, pois, no fundo, os elefantes são animais, não maquinas de fazer dinheiro.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="direction: ltr; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: justify; unicode-bidi: embed; word-break: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Calibri; font-size: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="direction: ltr; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: justify; unicode-bidi: embed; word-break: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Calibri; font-size: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-3ZN1jR4MiM/S4GYYxWdYpI/AAAAAAAAASI/zSrna2_FI5A/s1600-h/Rindo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-3ZN1jR4MiM/S4GYYxWdYpI/AAAAAAAAASI/zSrna2_FI5A/s320/Rindo.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="direction: ltr; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: justify; unicode-bidi: embed; word-break: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Calibri; font-size: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="direction: ltr; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: justify; unicode-bidi: embed; word-break: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;O cão que ri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="direction: ltr; language: en-US; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-top: 0pt; mso-line-break-override: none; punctuation-wrap: hanging; text-align: left; unicode-bidi: embed; word-break: normal;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 24px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Um cão que vive na cidade de Okoyama, Japão, converteu-se numa celebridade graças à curiosa forma como recebe o seu dono, &amp;nbsp;cada vez que o vê, já que além de mover a cauda como qualquer cão faz para demonstrar a sua felicidade, decide sorrir para expressar o seu carinho.&amp;nbsp;A curiosa imagem do cão a sorrir transformou-se em oucos dias num grande sucesso da rede, a tal ponto que conseguiu acumular mais de um milhão e meio de visitas no seu canal de vídeos do YouTube.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="direction: ltr; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: justify; unicode-bidi: embed; word-break: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Calibri; font-size: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-3ZN1jR4MiM/S4GYpE5T4PI/AAAAAAAAASY/N1Nf9SO-VFI/s1600-h/animais-estimacao.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-3ZN1jR4MiM/S4GYpE5T4PI/AAAAAAAAASY/N1Nf9SO-VFI/s320/animais-estimacao.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Trinta curiosidades sobre animais&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;1. O pica-pau pode dar cem bicadas por minuto numa árvore.&lt;br /&gt;2. O beija-flor bate as asas noventa vezes por segundo, quatro vezes mais rápido que uma libélula. Ele voa de frente, de costas e mesmo de ponta-cabeça. Procura néctar em 2 mil flores todos os dias.&lt;br /&gt;3. Apesar do tamanho, o pescoço de uma girafa tem apenas sete ossos, o mesmo número de ossos do pescoço de um homem. A cabeça da girafa fica a mais de dois metros de distância do coração. Para fazer o sangue subir, o coração precisa ser muito forte. O coração da girafa é 43 vezes maior que o do ser humano.&lt;br /&gt;4. Quando em perigo, os elefantes formam um círculo em que os mais fortes protegem os mais fracos.&lt;br /&gt;5. Um camelo consegue beber 120 litros de água em dez minutos. Ele retém água para oito dias. Pode andar de 200 a 270 km por dia. As girafas e os ratos podem viver mais tempo sem água que o camelo.&lt;br /&gt;6. O pavão macho possui duzentas penas longas e coloridas na cauda.&lt;br /&gt;7.Um porco-espinho, tem em média, 30 mil espinhos. Ele é um excelente nadador porque os espinhos o ajudam a flutuar.&lt;br /&gt;8. A preguiça movimenta-se de noite e dorme de dia (sempre mais de dezoito horas). Tem um pescoço que pode virar até 180 graus. Assim, não precisa mexer o corpo para ver o que está a acontecer ao seu redor.&lt;br /&gt;9. Cada salto em distância de algumas espécies de cangurus corresponde a dez metros. Já os sapos pulam cinco metros e meio. Em termos de altura, o canguru alcança 2,7 metros, menos que o puma (3,1 metros) e mais que o coiote (1,2 metros).&lt;br /&gt;10. Um avestruz mede de 1,80 a 2,50 metros de altura, o mesmo tamanho de um camelo. As girafas atingem sete metros, o mesmo que um prédio de dois andares.&lt;br /&gt;11. A mula é resultado do cruzamento de um burro e uma égua.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Num único dia, uma andorinha come 2 mil moscas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;13. Os elefantes possuem uma audição aguçada e podem facilmente detectar os passos de um candonga. As suas presas pesam mais de cem quilos. Um elefante come 125 quilos de plantas, capim e folhagens, e bebe duzentos litros de água por dia. A sua tromba suga dez litros de água de uma só vez.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; 14. Um carneiro fornece cinco quilos de lã e cem litros de leite por ano.&lt;br /&gt;15. De acordo com a espécie, uma centopeia pode ter de 28 a 354 patinhas.&lt;br /&gt;16. O coice mais violento de que se tem notícia é o da girafa.&lt;br /&gt;17. O pernilongo macho vive de néctar ou seivas vegetais. São as fêmeas que sugam o sangue dos mamíferos, aves e anfíbios para depois produzirem os ovos.&lt;br /&gt;18. Para fazer seu cricri característico, o grilo esfrega uma das asas dianteiras na borda da outra. As fêmeas são mudas.&lt;br /&gt;19. Dromedário e camelo não são iguais. Apesar de os dois terem duas corcovas, no dromedário uma delas é tão pequena que quase não aparece. Por isso, para ficar mais fácil a diferenciação, diz-se que o dromedário tem uma corcova e o camelo, duas. O dromedário é mais dócil e fácil de montar.&lt;br /&gt;20. O órgão sexual da aranha macho está localizada no final de uma de suas patinhas.&lt;br /&gt;21. Uma formiga pode levantar qualquer coisa que tenha cinquenta vezes o seu peso. Uma abelha carrega um peso equivalente a trezentas vezes o seu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;22. Os mosquitos são atraídos duas vezes mais pelo azul do que por qualquer outra cor.&lt;br /&gt;23. As abelhas tem cinco olhos. São três pequenos no topo da cabeça e dois menores na frente.&lt;br /&gt;24. O bicho-da-seda possui um olfacto tão aguçado que pode sentir a presença da fêmea a 11 km de distância.&lt;br /&gt;25. As formigas são equipadas com cinco narizes diferentes, cada um com uma função específica. A minhoca e a lesma possuem quatro.&lt;br /&gt;26. O caracol faz um único acasalamento durante sua vida inteira. Também quando ele acontece... dura 12 horas!&lt;br /&gt;27. Uma abelha produz cinco gramas de mel por ano. Para produzirem um quilo de mel, as abelhas precisam visitar 5 milhões de flores. As abelhas-rainhas põem 3 mil ovos num único dia.&lt;br /&gt;28. A criatura mais pesada do mar, a baleia-azul, pesa 140 toneladas. É vinte vezes mais pesada que a maior criatura da terra, o elefante africano.&lt;br /&gt;29. Um atum pode nadar até 170 km num único dia.&lt;br /&gt;30. Um polvo pode medir de ponta a ponta, trinta metros. Ele possui uma bolsa que contém tinta e lhe serve de defesa. 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text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-3ZN1jR4MiM/S3nOFCY5qRI/AAAAAAAAAR4/I5w0_4nthmI/s1600-h/Um_Le_o_Chamado_Christian.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-3ZN1jR4MiM/S3nOFCY5qRI/AAAAAAAAAR4/I5w0_4nthmI/s320/Um_Le_o_Chamado_Christian.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 14.2pt;"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 14.2pt; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in; text-align: justify; text-indent: 28.35pt;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span lang="PT" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Um leão chamado Christian&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span lang="PT" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; line-height: 115%;"&gt; é a história de dois amigos australianos que adoptaram uma cria de leão. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 14.2pt; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in; text-align: justify; text-indent: 28.35pt;"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Anthony Bourke e John Rendall foram viver para Londres e arranjaram emprego numa loja de mobiliário.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 14.2pt; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in; text-align: justify; text-indent: 28.35pt;"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Um dia, os dois amigos passaram pela loja de Harrods e observaram numa jaula duas crias de leão. Um dos leões atraiu os dois amigos e decidiram comprá-lo.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 14.2pt; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in; text-align: justify; text-indent: 28.35pt;"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; line-height: 115%;"&gt;O leão passou a viver na &lt;i&gt;Sophistocat&lt;/i&gt;, a loja de mobiliário, e recebeu o nome de Christian. A partir desse momento, foi tratado como um animal de estimação.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 14.2pt; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in; text-align: justify; text-indent: 28.35pt;"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Os clientes da loja adoravam Christian, a pouco a pouco, este foi-se tornando famoso, algumas pessoas iam à loja só para o visitar e brincar com ele.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 14.2pt; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in; text-align: justify; text-indent: 28.35pt;"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; line-height: 115%;"&gt;O leão foi crescendo cada vez mais depressa, tornava-se mais difícil controlá-lo, estragava o mobiliário com os dentes e com as garras, como fez com o seu primeiro brinquedo, um urso de peluche que nem cinco minutos durou. Os cestos de papéis serviam para meter na cabeça e serem destruídos. Aos oito meses tiveram de fechá-lo na cave da loja, onde colocaram um colchão velho para ele arranhar e morder juntamente com os seus brinquedos. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 14.2pt; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in; text-align: justify; text-indent: 28.35pt;"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Christian foi participando em programas de rádio e de televisão, tornando-se ainda mais famoso.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 14.2pt; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in; text-align: justify; text-indent: 28.35pt;"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Os dois actores do filme “Uma Leoa Chamada Elsa”, Bill e Virginia, foram convidados por Ace e John para conhecerem Christian, pois estes estavam preocupados com o seu futuro. Assim surgiu a ideia de devolver o leão ao seu habitat natural, no Quénia.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 14.2pt; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in; text-align: justify; text-indent: 28.35pt;"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; line-height: 115%;"&gt;A 22 de Agosto de 1970 partiram todos para o Quénia com uma equipa de filmagens.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 14.2pt; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in; text-align: justify; text-indent: 28.35pt;"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Quando chegaram a Kora, uma reserva natural, George Adamson, um especialista em leões, esperava-os no seu acampamento.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 14.2pt; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in; text-align: justify; text-indent: 28.35pt;"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; line-height: 115%;"&gt;George pediu a Ace e Jonh para ficarem com o felino no acampamento enquanto ele ia buscar Boy e Katania, dois leões participantes no filme “Uma Leoa Chamada Elsa”, para conviverem com Christian, de forma a habituarem-se uns aos outros.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 14.2pt; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in; text-align: justify; text-indent: 28.35pt;"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Ace e John voltaram para casa sem o seu leão.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 14.2pt; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in; text-align: justify; text-indent: 28.35pt;"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Passado um ano, sem saberem se Christian se lembrava deles, voltaram para rever o leão.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 14.2pt; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in; text-align: justify; text-indent: 28.35pt;"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; line-height: 115%;"&gt;George foi chamar Christian, este fixou-lhes o olhar e avançou lentamente, até que Ace e John chamaram - no e o leão foi a correr para eles, dando-lhes um grande abraço, mas sendo muito delicado. Os dois amigos ficaram felicíssimos, o abraço foi filmado e considerado um dos abraços mais comoventes do ano. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 14.2pt; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in; text-align: justify; text-indent: 28.35pt;"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Passado outro ano, Ace e John voltaram para o ver, porque tinham saudades. Encontraram Christian saudável, enorme e continuava a conhecê-los. No início de 1973, Christian atravessou o rio Tana em direcção ao Parque Nacional de Meru, estas foram as últimas notícias que George deu a Ace e John sobre Christian. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 14.2pt; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in; text-align: justify; text-indent: 28.35pt;"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; line-height: 115%;"&gt;O livro transmite-nos uma história inesquecível de uma amizade invulgar com base na lealdade e na confiança, tendo sido vista por milhões de pessoas no Youtube.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: 14.2pt; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in; text-align: justify; text-indent: 28.35pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e69138;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Autoria: João Carlos Martins, 6ºD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4368173972680800582-2853066335037399354?l=paginasdomonte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paginasdomonte.blogspot.com/feeds/2853066335037399354/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://paginasdomonte.blogspot.com/2010/02/um-leao-chamado-christian.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368173972680800582/posts/default/2853066335037399354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368173972680800582/posts/default/2853066335037399354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paginasdomonte.blogspot.com/2010/02/um-leao-chamado-christian.html' title='Um leão chamado Christian'/><author><name>CJ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05534314670980243021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-3ZN1jR4MiM/S3nOFCY5qRI/AAAAAAAAAR4/I5w0_4nthmI/s72-c/Um_Le_o_Chamado_Christian.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4368173972680800582.post-6211415847127250806</id><published>2010-01-25T09:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-28T12:47:34.240-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Janeiras'/><title type='text'>Fomos cantar as janeiras!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-3ZN1jR4MiM/S13XCC4RKcI/AAAAAAAAAPo/CKBx2-z6NR4/s1600-h/janeiras.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" mt="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-3ZN1jR4MiM/S13XCC4RKcI/AAAAAAAAAPo/CKBx2-z6NR4/s320/janeiras.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;No dia 7 de Janeiro, fomos cantar as janeiras. Descemos o monte e fomos&amp;nbsp;cantar à vila de Montemor. Não nos deram doces nem dinheiro, mas uma coisa bastou: os sorrisos!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Antigamente, as pessoas iam bater às portas da aldeia e cantavam as janeiras em pequenos grupos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;A população que encontrámos era maioritariamente idosa. Pelo caminho, conhecemos o Sr. Costa e, imaginem, no regresso ao Colégio, encontrámo-lo novamente, à nossa espera num banco, para se despedir de nós.&amp;nbsp;Ajudámo-lo a levantar-se e despedimo-nos. Ele era muito simpático.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Com esta iniciativa, o&amp;nbsp;6º ano aprendeu como é&amp;nbsp;viver na aldeia. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Gostámos muito deste passeio.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: x-large;"&gt;Autoria: Bernardo Ferreira, 6ºB.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4368173972680800582-6211415847127250806?l=paginasdomonte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paginasdomonte.blogspot.com/feeds/6211415847127250806/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://paginasdomonte.blogspot.com/2010/01/fomos-cantar-as-janeiras.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368173972680800582/posts/default/6211415847127250806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368173972680800582/posts/default/6211415847127250806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paginasdomonte.blogspot.com/2010/01/fomos-cantar-as-janeiras.html' title='Fomos cantar as janeiras!'/><author><name>CJ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05534314670980243021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-3ZN1jR4MiM/S13XCC4RKcI/AAAAAAAAAPo/CKBx2-z6NR4/s72-c/janeiras.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4368173972680800582.post-8095871885623751876</id><published>2010-01-11T15:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T15:38:22.298-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Amor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Amizade'/><title type='text'>O AMOR E A AMIZADE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-3ZN1jR4MiM/S0u2G1kJvYI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/k-gytOk2N6Q/s1600-h/coracao.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-3ZN1jR4MiM/S0u2G1kJvYI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/k-gytOk2N6Q/s320/coracao.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;O Amor perguntou à Amizade:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;— Para que serves tu?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;A Amizade respondeu ao Amor:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;— Para limpar as lágrimas que tu deixas cair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Autoria: Falcão Dourado&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4368173972680800582-8095871885623751876?l=paginasdomonte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paginasdomonte.blogspot.com/feeds/8095871885623751876/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://paginasdomonte.blogspot.com/2010/01/o-amor-e-amizade.html#comment-form' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368173972680800582/posts/default/8095871885623751876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368173972680800582/posts/default/8095871885623751876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paginasdomonte.blogspot.com/2010/01/o-amor-e-amizade.html' title='O AMOR E A AMIZADE'/><author><name>CJ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05534314670980243021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-3ZN1jR4MiM/S0u2G1kJvYI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/k-gytOk2N6Q/s72-c/coracao.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4368173972680800582.post-8879756741238649757</id><published>2009-12-12T23:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-25T15:23:47.859-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poema'/><title type='text'>Um poema do Máscara Negra</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="border-collapse: collapse; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Kirtash&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kirtash: uma serpente.&lt;br /&gt;Olhos azuis de gelo,&lt;br /&gt;tão frios, tão frios,&lt;br /&gt;que arrepiam todo o pêlo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kirtash: um híbrido:&lt;br /&gt;homem-serpente.&lt;br /&gt;Ser poderoso nos dois mundos,&lt;br /&gt;pouca gente lhe faz frente.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kirtash mata com a espada&lt;br /&gt;e com o olhar.&lt;br /&gt;Olhar frio e inexpressivo,&lt;br /&gt;todos os mundos irá paralisar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yandrak e Lunnaris,&lt;br /&gt;Jack e Victória,&lt;br /&gt;são quem Kirtash persegue,&lt;br /&gt;mas isso é uma longa história.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Autoria: Máscara Negra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4368173972680800582-8879756741238649757?l=paginasdomonte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paginasdomonte.blogspot.com/feeds/8879756741238649757/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://paginasdomonte.blogspot.com/2009/12/um-poema-do-mascara-negra.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368173972680800582/posts/default/8879756741238649757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368173972680800582/posts/default/8879756741238649757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paginasdomonte.blogspot.com/2009/12/um-poema-do-mascara-negra.html' title='Um poema do Máscara Negra'/><author><name>CJ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05534314670980243021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4368173972680800582.post-2215053278360664113</id><published>2009-12-12T23:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T07:00:09.421-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poesia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Amizade'/><title type='text'>A AMIZADE OUTRA VEZ</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 0cm; margin-right: 0cm; margin-top: 0cm; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;A amizade é como um pássaro que voa sem cair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 0cm; margin-right: 0cm; margin-top: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Amizade é desilusão, felicidade, amor mas acima de tudo é a melhor coisa que se pode ter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 0cm; margin-right: 0cm; margin-top: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;A amizade não é para todos, é apenas para os que a merecem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 0cm; margin-right: 0cm; margin-top: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;A amizade só é verdadeira quando não se tem vergonha de a assumir e dizer:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;adoro-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;te&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 0cm; margin-right: 0cm; margin-top: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;A maioria das pessoas diz que tem milhares de amigos, mas na verdade a maioria deles não são verdadeiros.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 0cm; margin-right: 0cm; margin-top: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Não te iludas e segue o que sentes. Não tenhas vergonha de assumir que adoras alguém.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 0cm; margin-right: 0cm; margin-top: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Eu, pessoalmente digo que só tenho uma amiga verdadeira. E tu o que achas?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 0cm; margin-right: 0cm; margin-top: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 0cm; margin-right: 0cm; margin-top: 0cm; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e69138;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Autoria : Eunice Barbosa, 6º D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4368173972680800582-2215053278360664113?l=paginasdomonte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paginasdomonte.blogspot.com/feeds/2215053278360664113/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://paginasdomonte.blogspot.com/2009/12/anizade-outra-vez.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368173972680800582/posts/default/2215053278360664113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368173972680800582/posts/default/2215053278360664113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paginasdomonte.blogspot.com/2009/12/anizade-outra-vez.html' title='A AMIZADE OUTRA VEZ'/><author><name>CJ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05534314670980243021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4368173972680800582.post-8194602773565544523</id><published>2009-12-12T23:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T07:02:55.194-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cão'/><title type='text'>CÃES OUTRA VEZ</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-3ZN1jR4MiM/SySSDn0DX3I/AAAAAAAAAJU/nQaM8XrZisQ/s1600-h/caes_image002" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-3ZN1jR4MiM/SySSDn0DX3I/AAAAAAAAAJU/nQaM8XrZisQ/s320/caes_image002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Algumas raças de cão possuem características específicas que os fazem se destacar em algumas tarefas. Para desenvolver mais estas características os cães normalmente são &lt;a href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/Domestica%C3%A7%C3%A3o" title="Domesticação"&gt;&lt;span style="color: windowtext;"&gt;domesticados&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; e &lt;a href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/Adestramento_de_c%C3%A3es" title="Adestramento de cães"&gt;&lt;span style="color: windowtext;"&gt;adestrados&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; para obedecerem ao dono e para reagir correctamente a adequadamente. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT"&gt;O cão domestico descende do lobo .Logo é um animal que ,regra geral , necessita de um líder a quem seguir .No entanto ,cada cão tem a sua personalidade e necessidades próprias , que devem ser entendidas e respeitadas pelos seus donos .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT"&gt;Um cão nunca deve ser visto como uma peça de mobília .Se o fizer ,corre o risco de se ele tornar incomodo e desagradável . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Um &lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/C%C3%A3o" title="Cão"&gt;&lt;span style="color: windowtext;"&gt;cão&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;-guia&lt;/span&gt; é tipo de &lt;a href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/C%C3%A3o_de_assist%C3%AAncia" title="Cão de assistência"&gt;&lt;span style="color: windowtext;"&gt;cão de &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: windowtext; text-decoration: none; text-underline: none;"&gt;assistência&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. É um animal &lt;a href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/Adestramento_de_c%C3%A3es" title="Adestramento de cães"&gt;&lt;span style="color: windowtext;"&gt;adestrado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; para guiar &lt;a href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cegueira" title="Cegueira"&gt;&lt;span style="color: windowtext;"&gt;pessoas cegas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ou com deficiência visual grave, ou auxiliá-los nas tarefas caseiras.&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span lang="PT"&gt;Durante a condução dos deficientes visuais o cão deve ter a capacidade de discernir eventuais perigos devidos a obstáculos suspensos, o que requer cães de inteligência bastante elevada e treinamento avançado.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span lang="PT"&gt;Embora os cães possam ser treinados para desviar vários obstáculos, eles não são capazes de distinguir cores como &lt;a href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/Verde" title="Verde"&gt;&lt;span style="color: windowtext;"&gt;verde&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; e &lt;a href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/Vermelho" title="Vermelho"&gt;&lt;span style="color: windowtext;"&gt;vermelho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, não podendo interpretar um &lt;a href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sem%C3%A1foro" title="Semáforo"&gt;&lt;span style="color: windowtext;"&gt;semáforo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;   &lt;span lang="PT"&gt;Há varias formas de treinar cães.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT"&gt;&lt;!--[if gte vml 1]&gt;&lt;v:shape id="_x0000_i1036" type="#_x0000_t75" alt="" style='width:337.5pt;height:337.5pt'&gt;  &lt;v:imagedata src="file:///C:\DOCUME~1\liliana\LOCALS~1\Temp\msohtmlclip1\01\clip_image014.jpg"  o:href="http://www.animalfeliz.net/imagens/agility.jpg"/&gt; &lt;/v:shape&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-3ZN1jR4MiM/SySTiX9bfAI/AAAAAAAAAJs/0x41Jy51Smk/s1600-h/treino+caes" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-3ZN1jR4MiM/SySTiX9bfAI/AAAAAAAAAJs/0x41Jy51Smk/s320/treino+caes" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT" style="font-size: 14.0pt;"&gt;Fazer este trabalho foi uma forma divertida de aprender coisas sobre cães.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e69138;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e69138;"&gt;Autoria; Patrícia Fonseca 5ºD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4368173972680800582-8194602773565544523?l=paginasdomonte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paginasdomonte.blogspot.com/feeds/8194602773565544523/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://paginasdomonte.blogspot.com/2009/12/caes-outra-vez.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368173972680800582/posts/default/8194602773565544523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368173972680800582/posts/default/8194602773565544523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paginasdomonte.blogspot.com/2009/12/caes-outra-vez.html' title='CÃES OUTRA VEZ'/><author><name>CJ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05534314670980243021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-3ZN1jR4MiM/SySSDn0DX3I/AAAAAAAAAJU/nQaM8XrZisQ/s72-c/caes_image002' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4368173972680800582.post-5053978557757697999</id><published>2009-12-06T15:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-06T15:36:30.152-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Crítica literária; Livros'/><title type='text'>"O Rapaz do Pijama às Riscas", de John Boyne</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-3ZN1jR4MiM/Sxw9aaAzfjI/AAAAAAAAAJM/UNzi-QqjsLk/s1600-h/Rapaz_do_pijama_s_riscas.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-3ZN1jR4MiM/Sxw9aaAzfjI/AAAAAAAAAJM/UNzi-QqjsLk/s320/Rapaz_do_pijama_s_riscas.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify; text-indent: 35.4pt;"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Bruno é um rapaz que vive numa mansão, em Berlim, até que um dia, devido ao trabalho do pai, teve de se mudar de uma confortável casa para uma zona desértica, chamada Acho-Vil.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-tab-count: 1;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;Bruno não tinha ninguém para brincar ou falar, até que, ao olhar pela janela do quarto, descobriu uma vedação de arame que decidiu ir explorar. A pouco e pouco, tornou-se amigo de Shmuel, um rapaz que vivia do outro lado da vedação e usava um pijama às riscas.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-tab-count: 1;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;Passado um ano, a mãe quer voltar para Berlim, outra vez, e Bruno tem dois dias para se despedir de Shmuel, o seu melhor amigo, mas este também tem problemas e decide contá-los a Bruno que, querendo ajudar o amigo, combina que Shmuel, no dia seguinte, tem de trazer um pijama e um gorro às riscas como os seus. E assim foi como aconteceu.Bruno passou para o outro lado da vedação já vestido com o pijama e o gorro às riscas que Shmuel lhe tinha trazido. Nesse momento, ouviu-se um apito e foram para um barracão.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-tab-count: 1;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;Bruno não voltou a casa e o pai (o comandante dos soldados) mandou investigar o caso a fundo. Um soldado encontrou as roupas de Bruno, não lhes tocando, mas avisando o comandante. A mãe e Gretel (sua irmã), pensando que este tinha voltado para Berlim sozinho, foram procurá-lo na sua casa antiga, mas é claro que Bruno não estava lá.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-tab-count: 1;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Passado um ano, o pai voltou outra vez ao lugar onde Bruno deixara as suas roupas, e percebeu que este os tinha deixado para sempre ao entrar no campo de concentração, passando por baixo da parte da vedação que as crianças tinham levantado.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify; text-indent: 35.4pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-large; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;Autoria: João Carlos Martins, 6º D.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4368173972680800582-5053978557757697999?l=paginasdomonte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paginasdomonte.blogspot.com/feeds/5053978557757697999/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://paginasdomonte.blogspot.com/2009/12/o-rapaz-do-pijama-as-riscas-de-john.html#comment-form' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368173972680800582/posts/default/5053978557757697999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368173972680800582/posts/default/5053978557757697999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paginasdomonte.blogspot.com/2009/12/o-rapaz-do-pijama-as-riscas-de-john.html' title='&quot;O Rapaz do Pijama às Riscas&quot;, de John Boyne'/><author><name>CJ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05534314670980243021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-3ZN1jR4MiM/Sxw9aaAzfjI/AAAAAAAAAJM/UNzi-QqjsLk/s72-c/Rapaz_do_pijama_s_riscas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4368173972680800582.post-3239043699454623452</id><published>2009-11-25T14:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-25T14:20:49.015-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poesia'/><title type='text'>SE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 21px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 21px;"&gt;Se os bonecos tivessem vida&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT" style="font-size: 16pt;"&gt;Se a vida fosse às mil cores&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT" style="font-size: 16pt;"&gt;Se as cores rodeassem a minha mão&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT" style="font-size: 16pt;"&gt;Se a mão tivesse asas&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT" style="font-size: 16pt;"&gt;Se as asas fossem de cadeiras&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT" style="font-size: 16pt;"&gt;Se as cadeiras fossem de penas&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT" style="font-size: 16pt;"&gt;Se as penas fossem rodas de carros&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT" style="font-size: 16pt;"&gt;Se as bonecas fossem às janelas para verem o mundo comigo.&amp;nbsp;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 21px; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: #e36c0a; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e36c0a; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e36c0a;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 27px; font-weight: 800;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e36c0a;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e36c0a;"&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT" style="color: #e36c0a; font-size: 16pt;"&gt;Autoria: Ana Rita Apolinário, 6ºD.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4368173972680800582-3239043699454623452?l=paginasdomonte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paginasdomonte.blogspot.com/feeds/3239043699454623452/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://paginasdomonte.blogspot.com/2009/11/se.html#comment-form' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368173972680800582/posts/default/3239043699454623452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368173972680800582/posts/default/3239043699454623452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paginasdomonte.blogspot.com/2009/11/se.html' title='SE'/><author><name>CJ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05534314670980243021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4368173972680800582.post-6865257781970341756</id><published>2009-11-20T16:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-20T16:55:42.893-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poesia'/><title type='text'>AMIZADE</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="border-collapse: collapse; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Amizade é gostar dos nossos amigos,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Falar dos defeitos e das virtudes,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Mostrar que são especiais,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Mesmo nas piores atitudes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="border-collapse: collapse; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Amizade é chorar, rir, brincar, divertir,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Partilhar os bons e os maus momentos,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Andar de mãos dadas,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Enfrentar juntos o passar dos tempos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Autoria: Sara Reis, 6º D.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4368173972680800582-6865257781970341756?l=paginasdomonte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paginasdomonte.blogspot.com/feeds/6865257781970341756/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://paginasdomonte.blogspot.com/2009/11/amizade.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368173972680800582/posts/default/6865257781970341756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368173972680800582/posts/default/6865257781970341756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paginasdomonte.blogspot.com/2009/11/amizade.html' title='AMIZADE'/><author><name>CJ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05534314670980243021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4368173972680800582.post-3313549624824810771</id><published>2009-11-19T15:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T15:03:04.152-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Curiosidades'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pentagrama.'/><title type='text'>O PENTAGRAMA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-3ZN1jR4MiM/SwXLCf5RW9I/AAAAAAAAAJE/BFkDajlrEhA/s1600/pentagrama_magico.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-3ZN1jR4MiM/SwXLCf5RW9I/AAAAAAAAAJE/BFkDajlrEhA/s320/pentagrama_magico.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;Pentagrama mágico&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Vivaldi;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 96px; line-height: 110px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Vivaldi;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Vivaldi;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Vivaldi;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Vivaldi;"&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT" style="color: black; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;O pentagrama, que deriva da palavra do grego antigo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="PT" style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/%CE%A0%CE%B5%CE%BD%CF%84%CE%AC%CE%B3%CF%81%CE%B1%CE%BC%CE%BC%CE%BF%CF%82" title="Πεντάγραμμος"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;πεντάγραμμος&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="PT" style="color: black; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;, é uma estrela constituída por cinco rectas, e é possuidora de cinco pontas.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span lang="PT" style="color: black; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Na língua portuguesa, pentagrama é uma palavra com cinco letras.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span lang="PT" style="color: black; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Também é, na musica, a partitura, composta por cinco linhas paralelas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large; line-height: 21px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; line-height: 21px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;O pentagrama é originalmente o símbolo da deusa grega, Afrodite.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 19px; line-height: 21px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Trata-se de um dos símbolos mais utilizados na magia cerimonial pagã, pois representa os quatro elementos, Água, Fogo, Ar, Terra, comandados pelo espírito, sendo um talismã muito eficiente.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Matematicamente, o pentagrama é uma figura constituída por cinco triângulos isósceles côngruos.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;O pentagrama invertido é utilizado pelo mal, sendo então um pentagrama de pernas para o ar.&amp;nbsp;É utilizado para simbolizar a vitória do mal sobre o bem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-3ZN1jR4MiM/SwXK-CA_STI/AAAAAAAAAI8/_qzir8FsGRA/s1600/afrodite.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-3ZN1jR4MiM/SwXK-CA_STI/AAAAAAAAAI8/_qzir8FsGRA/s320/afrodite.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;Afrodite&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Autoria: Henrique Prates, 5ºD&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0.75in; margin-right: 0px; 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text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-3ZN1jR4MiM/SwBUUazmnKI/AAAAAAAAAIk/Wtx4vfIZNKQ/s1600-h/c%C3%A3o+1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-3ZN1jR4MiM/SwBUUazmnKI/AAAAAAAAAIk/Wtx4vfIZNKQ/s320/c%C3%A3o+1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="direction: ltr; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: justify; unicode-bidi: embed; word-break: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;O cão é o mais antigo animal domesticado.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="direction: ltr; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: justify; unicode-bidi: embed; word-break: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Começou-se por domesticar o lobo-asiático cinzento, &amp;nbsp;mas, mais tarde, os povos da Ásia domesticaram também o cão, há 100.000 anos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="direction: ltr; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: justify; unicode-bidi: embed; word-break: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Ao longo do tempo, o homem&amp;nbsp; transformou o cão, criando diversas raças.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="direction: ltr; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: justify; unicode-bidi: embed; word-break: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Rafeiro ou vira-lata, como se diz no Brasil, é o nome dado aos cães que não têm uma raça própria, ou seja a mistura de duas ou mais raças.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="direction: ltr; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: justify; unicode-bidi: embed; word-break: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Normalmente, os cães são sociáveis, por isso aceitam o dono como " chefe da matilha", deixando os donos aproveitarem-se das características úteis que estes possuem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-3ZN1jR4MiM/SwBXCwWQyNI/AAAAAAAAAI0/TeAg5MBc2KE/s1600-h/c%C3%A3o+3.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-3ZN1jR4MiM/SwBXCwWQyNI/AAAAAAAAAI0/TeAg5MBc2KE/s320/c%C3%A3o+3.png" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="direction: ltr; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: justify; unicode-bidi: embed; word-break: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="direction: ltr; language: en-US; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-top: 0pt; mso-line-break-override: none; punctuation-wrap: hanging; text-align: left; unicode-bidi: embed; word-break: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="direction: ltr; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: justify; unicode-bidi: embed; word-break: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;O cão possui um excelente&amp;nbsp; olfacto e audição, também sabe caçar e é um bom corredor. Muitas pessoas utilizam-no para participarem em corridas de cães recorrendo principalmente aos galgos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="direction: ltr; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: justify; unicode-bidi: embed; word-break: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;É omnívoro, dócil e obediente ao seu dono. O cão pode trazer grandes facilidades ao homem ajudando-o em diversas tarefas:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="direction: ltr; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: justify; unicode-bidi: embed; word-break: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;- pode ser um cão de caça;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="direction: ltr; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: justify; unicode-bidi: embed; word-break: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;- ajuda o pastor a “pastorear” o rebanho;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="direction: ltr; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: justify; unicode-bidi: embed; word-break: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;- é um bom guarda;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="direction: ltr; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: justify; unicode-bidi: embed; word-break: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;- resgata pessoas em perigo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="direction: ltr; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: justify; unicode-bidi: embed; word-break: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;- guia cegos ou outro tipo de doentes;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="direction: ltr; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: justify; unicode-bidi: embed; word-break: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;- e, o mais importante de tudo, é certamente um excelente animal de companhia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="direction: ltr; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: justify; unicode-bidi: embed; word-break: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Por isto tudo se diz que "O cão é o melhor amigo do homem".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="direction: ltr; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: justify; unicode-bidi: embed; word-break: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="direction: ltr; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: justify; unicode-bidi: embed; word-break: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Existem também cães famosos tais como:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="direction: ltr; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: justify; unicode-bidi: embed; word-break: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Balto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt; - cão vira-lata (metade husky siberiano, metade lobo), herói no Alasca em 1925;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="direction: ltr; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: justify; unicode-bidi: embed; word-break: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Barney&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt; - Scottish terrier de George W. Bush&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="direction: ltr; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: justify; unicode-bidi: embed; word-break: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Barry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt; - cão são-bernardo, herói nos Alpes suíços de 1800 a 1812, tendo salvado ao longo de sua vida mais de 40 pessoas perdidas na neve; seu corpo está embalsamado em um museu em Berna e Barry foi homenageado com uma estátua em Oslo ;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="direction: ltr; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: justify; unicode-bidi: embed; word-break: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Blondi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt; - cadela pastor alemão de Adolf Hitler;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="direction: ltr; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: justify; unicode-bidi: embed; word-break: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Laika&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt; - cadela rafeira russa, primeiro ser vivo a entrar em órbita espacial.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="direction: ltr; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: justify; unicode-bidi: embed; word-break: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="direction: ltr; language: en-US; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-top: 0pt; mso-line-break-override: none; punctuation-wrap: hanging; text-align: left; unicode-bidi: embed; word-break: normal;"&gt;&lt;div style="direction: ltr; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: justify; unicode-bidi: embed; word-break: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Também existem os cães&amp;nbsp; “nascidos”da mitologia:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="direction: ltr; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: justify; unicode-bidi: embed; word-break: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Cérbero&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt; - cão monstruoso, com três cabeças, da mitologia greco-romana.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="direction: ltr; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: justify; unicode-bidi: embed; word-break: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Fenrir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt; - um enorme lobo negro, filho do deus Loki, na mitologia nórdica.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="direction: ltr; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: justify; unicode-bidi: embed; word-break: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Skoll&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt; - filho de Fenrir, que perseguia o Sol para o destruir, da mitologia nórdica.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="direction: ltr; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: justify; unicode-bidi: embed; word-break: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Argos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt; - cão de Ulisses, na&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Odisseia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt; de Homero, foi o único a reconhecer o dono quando esse voltou para casa, depois de ter ficado vinte anos fora, e morreu depois disso. Mitologia grega.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Há ainda cães da televisão que se tornaram famosos por isso:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;div style="direction: ltr; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: justify; unicode-bidi: embed; word-break: normal;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Eddie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;- cão da raça Jack Russell terrier, personagem da série&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Frasier&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="direction: ltr; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: justify; unicode-bidi: embed; word-break: normal;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Fá&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;- Cadela da personagem de Sofia Alves na telenovela&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;O Teu Olhar&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;, esta cadela criou grande impacto junto dos telespectadores da mesma novela. A cadela chegou a ser vitima de maus tratos num dos episódios da novela.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="direction: ltr; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: justify; unicode-bidi: embed; word-break: normal;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Fofo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;- o Cérbero de Rúbeo Hagrid, da série Harry Potter de J. K. Rowling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="direction: ltr; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: justify; unicode-bidi: embed; word-break: normal;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Idéiafix&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;- minúsculo companheiro do Obelix;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="direction: ltr; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: justify; unicode-bidi: embed; word-break: normal;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Lassie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;- cadela da raça&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;collie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;(na verdade um macho) que protagonizava seriado de televisão e estrelou, em 1943, um filme ao lado de Elizabeth Taylor;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="direction: ltr; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: justify; unicode-bidi: embed; word-break: normal;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Marley&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;- Protagonista do filme e do livro escrito e vivido por Jonh Grogan,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Marley &amp;amp; Eu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;(em inglês&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Marley &amp;amp; Me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;) mostra a construção de uma família ao lado do pior cão do mundo, com o maior coração de todos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="direction: ltr; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: justify; unicode-bidi: embed; word-break: normal;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Max&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;- era o protagonista da série Inspector Max onde resolvia vários mistérios.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="direction: ltr; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: left; unicode-bidi: embed; word-break: normal;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Milu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;- cão da raça&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;fox terrier&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;, companheiro de Tintim.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri; 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cursor: pointer; height: 320px; width: 226px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;Maio de 2008: a primeira página duma grande aventura.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;O Clube de Jornalismo foi um projecto iniciado em 2007, sob o lema "Muito mais do que escrever um jornal". Efectivamente, além da publicação de quatro números do &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Páginas do Monte&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;, o Clube proporcionou, desde a primeira hora, um conjunto alargado de experiências que foi muito além da escrita de um jornal. O companheirismo, o debate e a criatividade que sempre caracterizaram o ambiente do Clube permitiram-lhe honrar o seu lema.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-large; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 14.25pt; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Entretanto, a necessidade de conciliar as actividades do Clube com o tempo dedicado pelos seus membros aos estudos e a outras actividades fez-nos pensar num modo de funcionamento mais flexível, que nos permitisse continuarmos a contar com a colaboração de todos os alunos que gostam de alimentar o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="PT"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span lang="PT"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;bichinho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span lang="PT"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="PT"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;da escrita, da imaginação e da criatividade.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 14.25pt; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Com a criação deste&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="PT"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span lang="PT"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;blog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span lang="PT"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;, abrimos o Clube à participação de todos os alunos, sem a necessidade de inscrição e de realização das &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;exigentes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="PT"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="PT"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;provas de selecção no auditório. O Clube passa a ser de todos. Todos passam a ser do Clube.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 14.25pt; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 14.25pt; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Ao mesmo tempo, com a adopção de um suporte virtual, reduzimos a nossa pegada ecológica, desobstruímos a reprografia do Colégio e acabámos com as longas tardes a dobrar papel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 14.25pt; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 14.25pt; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;No entanto, sob esta nova capa, os nossos objectivos permanecem os de sempre:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 14.25pt; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;- usar a palavra e a imagem de forma criativa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 14.25pt; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;- fazer fotojornalismo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 14.25pt; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 14.25pt; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;- contactar com o mundo da cultura, da comunicação e da escrita&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 14.25pt; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 14.25pt; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;- conhecer melhor a escola e o mundo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 14.25pt; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 14.25pt; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;- investigar, debater, pensar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 14.25pt; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 14.25pt; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;- ser um&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="PT"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span lang="PT"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;repórter-maior&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span lang="PT"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 14.25pt; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 14.25pt; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Aceitem o nosso desafio.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span lang="PT"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Leiam, comentem, escrevam!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 14.25pt; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;O Clube é de todos. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Todos são do Clube.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4368173972680800582-1701832999428212812?l=paginasdomonte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paginasdomonte.blogspot.com/feeds/1701832999428212812/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://paginasdomonte.blogspot.com/2009/11/apresentacao.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368173972680800582/posts/default/1701832999428212812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4368173972680800582/posts/default/1701832999428212812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paginasdomonte.blogspot.com/2009/11/apresentacao.html' title='Apresentação'/><author><name>CJ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05534314670980243021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-3ZN1jR4MiM/SvDUIGDOZMI/AAAAAAAAAG0/dBdjn2xynyE/s72-c/Nova+Imagem+(1).bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
