<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1730647953763198</id><updated>2012-01-21T11:47:44.142Z</updated><title type='text'>Winx do Sul</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winxdosul.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1730647953763198/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winxdosul.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Eurico Alves</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/104002907611722922950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-7rSOmSBA7NY/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAACS0/mjJsuGhxaao/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>20</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1730647953763198.post-4712504525451028153</id><published>2011-06-26T21:53:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2011-06-26T21:56:08.152+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Festa das Flores</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="425" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/jEFNCqe_0iM" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Festa das Flores, peça elaborada pelos alunos e professores das turmas 5ºC e 5ºG da escola EB 2,3 Dr. Joaquim Magalhães, Faro.&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/1730647953763198-4712504525451028153?l=winxdosul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winxdosul.blogspot.com/feeds/4712504525451028153/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1730647953763198&amp;postID=4712504525451028153&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1730647953763198/posts/default/4712504525451028153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1730647953763198/posts/default/4712504525451028153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winxdosul.blogspot.com/2011/06/festa-das-flores.html' title='Festa das Flores'/><author><name>Ines</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18305345942382649186</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://img.youtube.com/vi/jEFNCqe_0iM/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1730647953763198.post-6502772871347557797</id><published>2009-12-27T11:25:00.001Z</published><updated>2009-12-27T11:28:45.475Z</updated><title type='text'>Parabéns Teresinha!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.spacepimping.com/graphics/myspace-happy-birthday-graphics/HappyBirthday57.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 350px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q0w6-Rk7tpg/SS5vhv-LiUI/AAAAAAAAAVA/iTJI0gbxg_Y/s400/A+Restaura%C3%A7%C3%A3o.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Em 1578 aconteceu a batalha de Alcácer Quibir, onde hoje fica Marrocos, e nessa batalha morreu o rei D. Sebastião. Depois da morte de D. Sebastião, foi rei o Cardeal D. Henrique, durante dois anos.&lt;br /&gt;Mas em 1580 D. Filipe II de Castela, primo de D. Sebastião e neto de D. João III reclamou o trono de Portugal e torna-se rei porque, tal como D. Sebastião, era descendente da família Habsburgo, que governava vários países na Europa.&lt;br /&gt;Em 1581, nas Cortes de Tomar, Filipe II de Castela jurou fidelidade a Portugal e tornou-se rei de Portugal com o nome de Filipe I de Portugal.&lt;br /&gt;De 1581 a 1640 são reis de Portugal Filipe I, Filipe II e Filipe III, que é neto de Filipe I e filho de Filipe II.&lt;br /&gt;Em 1640 o povo português revoltou-se porque Filipe III não respeitou o juramento do seu avô D. Filipe I.&lt;br /&gt;No Verão de 1640 a Catalunha (a região em Espanha onde fica a cidade de Barcelona) revoltou-se contra D. Filipe III e este pediu aos nobres portugueses para o ajudarem na batalha contra os catalães. No entanto, os nobres não aceitaram e pediram ao Duque de Bragança que aceitasse chefiar uma revolta.&lt;br /&gt;Em 1 de Dezembro de 1640 vários nobres portugueses que ficaram conhecidos como os “conjurados” entraram no palácio real e mataram o secretário de estado Miguel de Vasconcelos e obrigaram a Duquesa de Mântula, que era a representante do rei D. Filipe III, a render-se. Nos dias seguintes a população apoiou a revolta e no dia 6 de Dezembro de 1640 o Duque de Bragança, vindo de Vila Viçosa, chegou a Lisboa e foi aclamado rei de Portugal, como nome de D. João IV.&lt;br /&gt;Este processo ficou conhecido como “A Restauração”. Seguiram-se batalhas com o exército espanhol, mas Portugal permaneceu independente até hoje.&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/1730647953763198-3253418950816451268?l=winxdosul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winxdosul.blogspot.com/feeds/3253418950816451268/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1730647953763198&amp;postID=3253418950816451268&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1730647953763198/posts/default/3253418950816451268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1730647953763198/posts/default/3253418950816451268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winxdosul.blogspot.com/2009/12/1-de-dezembro.html' title='1 de Dezembro'/><author><name>Ines</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18305345942382649186</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/_q0w6-Rk7tpg/SS5vhv-LiUI/AAAAAAAAAVA/iTJI0gbxg_Y/s72-c/A+Restaura%C3%A7%C3%A3o.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1730647953763198.post-3165141202264514560</id><published>2009-10-18T21:46:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T21:47:32.825+01:00</updated><title type='text'>A maior flor do mundo</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/-KTL94Rl7CI&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/-KTL94Rl7CI&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1730647953763198-3165141202264514560?l=winxdosul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winxdosul.blogspot.com/feeds/3165141202264514560/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1730647953763198&amp;postID=3165141202264514560&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1730647953763198/posts/default/3165141202264514560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1730647953763198/posts/default/3165141202264514560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winxdosul.blogspot.com/2009/10/maior-flor-do-mundo.html' title='A maior flor do mundo'/><author><name>Ines</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18305345942382649186</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-1730647953763198.post-7806156965868399716</id><published>2009-04-03T23:33:00.008+01:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T23:45:21.726+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Piratas, búfalos, cigarras e pulgas à solta no Algarve</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://arcaalgarve.blogspot.com/2009/04/piratas-de-alejandria-na-biblioteca-de.html"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320597741763068610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 350px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 249px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w81V3Ymyrvs/SdaPdNaIgsI/AAAAAAAABL8/5j1TmL4JOso/s400/blog.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Sabias que há piratas à solta do Algarve? Calma, não te assustes, estes piratas são bonzinhos e até contam histórias. Histórias bonitas, por sinal. Queres saber mais? Visita a arca do tesouro &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://arcaalgarve.blogspot.com/2009/04/piratas-de-alejandria-na-biblioteca-de.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;aqui&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;, onde podes saber mais sobre os &lt;em&gt;Piratas de Alejandria&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;E se tiveres tempo, não deixes de dar uma volta num carrossel mágico, que está de visita em Portimão. 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w81V3Ymyrvs/SdaaResU3_I/AAAAAAAABME/dEjDfRGHDU0/s400/27.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Alguém sabe onde se compram &lt;a href="http://berbersoepboer.nl/"&gt;estes&lt;/a&gt; vestidos?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&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/1730647953763198-8612270492358738466?l=winxdosul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winxdosul.blogspot.com/feeds/8612270492358738466/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1730647953763198&amp;postID=8612270492358738466&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1730647953763198/posts/default/8612270492358738466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1730647953763198/posts/default/8612270492358738466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winxdosul.blogspot.com/2009/04/vestidos-de-colorir.html' title='Vestidos de colorir'/><author><name>Eurico Alves</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/104002907611722922950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-7rSOmSBA7NY/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAACS0/mjJsuGhxaao/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w81V3Ymyrvs/SdaaResU3_I/AAAAAAAABME/dEjDfRGHDU0/s72-c/27.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1730647953763198.post-8065872850856359285</id><published>2008-11-09T19:57:00.007Z</published><updated>2008-11-10T09:49:38.575Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0cm; LINE-HEIGHT: 150%" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0cm; LINE-HEIGHT: 150%" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Esta é a história de um sorriso, ou melhor, de uma cara que tinha um sorriso demasiado grande. Não se pense que os sorrisos são sempre bons, há momentos em que um sorriso pode ser um grande embaraço, sobretudo se for um sorriso tonto, despropositado, ou até grande demais, como é o caso do sorriso desta nossa história. Querem ouvir? É muito simples:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0cm; LINE-HEIGHT: 150%" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Era uma vez cara muito simpática, que exibia constantemente um grande sorriso. E fazia-o porque era uma cara muito feliz. Não sabia chorar, não sabia o que era a tristeza e portanto, como não tinha motivos para estar triste, nem sequer assim-assim, passava a vida a sorrir. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0cm; LINE-HEIGHT: 150%" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;E porque assim era, o sorriso cresceu, dia após dia, cada vez mais, até se tornar num sorriso gigante. E nesse dia a cara reparou que o sorriso já era tão grande, que tinha deixado de caber na cara. Na verdade, o nariz já desaparecera e a cara, quando queria enviar uma mensagem pelo telemóvel já não metia o tracinho do nariz porque passara a fazer o boneco (que se chama smiley) apenas assim :D (como numa gargalhada) em fez de o fazer assim :-).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0cm; LINE-HEIGHT: 150%" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Mas, como aquela cara não sabia o que era estar triste, nem assim-assim, continuava a rir, mostrando duas fileiras inteirinhas de dentes brancos, sempre impecavelmente lavados e escovados.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0cm; LINE-HEIGHT: 150%" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;O problema foi que o sorriso não parou de crescer. Primeiro era do tamanho de um quarto de maçã, depois passou a ser como uma fatia de meloa, depois como uma fatia de melão, depois como a lua a crescer no céu e, por fim, já era do tamanho de uma fatia daquelas bem vermelhinhas de melancia fresquinha. E com isso o nariz ficou definitivamente sem espaço na cara. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0cm; LINE-HEIGHT: 150%" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Mas o mais desconfortável era que se algum menino ou alguma menina caíam no recreio, a cara lá estava a sorrir. Ou quando a professora ralhava, a cara lá estava com a sua fatia de melancia muito certinha. E quando a cara queria dormir, o sorriso não cabia na almofada, e os bons sonhos fugiam com medo de serem engolidos. A cara começou a ficar seriamente preocupada, claro, mas no entanto não conseguia parar de rir.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0cm; LINE-HEIGHT: 150%" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;De tão preocupada que estava, a cara consultou os melhores médicos, que não descobriam contudo nenhuma solução. E então os melhores médicos chamaram os melhores sábios e estes, ao avistarem o sorriso, quase se riam também, mas não tinham nenhum remédio.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0cm; LINE-HEIGHT: 150%" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Foi então que um dia, quando já todos tinham medo de ficar contagiados por aquele sorriso, que um menino se aproximou da cara, piscou-lhe o olho e contou-lhe uma anedota. A anedota mais tonta do mundo. A cara não se riu, porque a anedota era mesmo tonta. E por isso, o menino contou outra anedota, quase tão tonta como a primeira. E outra. Foi então que o nariz apareceu, primeiro muito timidamente e depois já mais destacado naquela cara que afinal também tinha bochechas, e muito rosadas por sinal!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0cm; LINE-HEIGHT: 150%" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;O menino estendeu então a mão e tocou a bochecha direita, primeiro com a ponta dos dedos e depois com a palma da mão. O riso transformou-se em sorriso e os lábios fecharam-se. A cara, pela primeira vez sentiu os seus lábios a tocarem-se um no outro e conseguiu dar um beijo no menino.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0cm; LINE-HEIGHT: 150%" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;O menino ficou encantado com a cara, que afinal era de uma linda menina, com tranças que apenas cheiravam levemente a melancia. O menino deu a mão à menina. A menina gostou da mão do menino. O menino deu-lhe a outra mão e ambos sorriram ao mesmo tempo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0cm; LINE-HEIGHT: 150%" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Exercícios:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;li style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0cm; LINE-HEIGHT: 150%" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Dá um título à história&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0cm; LINE-HEIGHT: 150%" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Desenha o riso grande da menina&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0cm; LINE-HEIGHT: 150%" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Dá um beijinho ao teu pai ou à tua mãe (ou aos dois) como farias se fosse a primeira vez que o desses&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0cm; LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; TEXT-ALIGN: justify" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Lava muito bem os dentes esta noite&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0cm; LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; TEXT-ALIGN: justify" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Depois de lavares os dentes, faz uma careta ao espelho com o maior sorriso que conseguires&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1730647953763198-8065872850856359285?l=winxdosul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winxdosul.blogspot.com/feeds/8065872850856359285/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1730647953763198&amp;postID=8065872850856359285&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1730647953763198/posts/default/8065872850856359285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1730647953763198/posts/default/8065872850856359285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winxdosul.blogspot.com/2008/11/esta-histria-de-um-sorriso-ou-melhor-de.html' title=''/><author><name>Eurico Alves</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/104002907611722922950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-7rSOmSBA7NY/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAACS0/mjJsuGhxaao/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1730647953763198.post-3160339579083106393</id><published>2008-10-22T10:27:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T10:50:53.991+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Um caso de verdadeira amizade</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/TE36fQ5NdX8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/TE36fQ5NdX8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;O leão Christian&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1730647953763198-3160339579083106393?l=winxdosul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winxdosul.blogspot.com/feeds/3160339579083106393/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1730647953763198&amp;postID=3160339579083106393&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1730647953763198/posts/default/3160339579083106393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1730647953763198/posts/default/3160339579083106393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winxdosul.blogspot.com/2008/10/um-caso-de-verdadeira-amizade.html' title='Um caso de verdadeira amizade'/><author><name>Eurico Alves</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/104002907611722922950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-7rSOmSBA7NY/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAACS0/mjJsuGhxaao/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1730647953763198.post-4584519557161282067</id><published>2008-10-20T05:38:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T05:58:15.410+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Dom Afonso III e a conquista de Faro</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dom Afonso III&lt;/span&gt; foi um rei de Portugal. Era irmão de Dom Sancho II e filho de Dom Afonso II. Foi o conquistador da &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;cidade de Faro&lt;/span&gt;, em 1249. Depois de conquistar Faro, como estava muito calor e muito sol, descansou ao pé da muralha; à sombra de um arco, que por isso se passou a chamar A&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;rco do Repouso&lt;/span&gt;. Eu conheço o Arco do Repouso, porque fica mesmo em frente da casa da minha avó Babi e é aqui ao pé da escola.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w81V3Ymyrvs/SPwLoBgaBgI/AAAAAAAABC0/yxeFUphBXVM/s1600-h/EstatuaDAfonsoIIIFaro.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w81V3Ymyrvs/SPwLoBgaBgI/AAAAAAAABC0/yxeFUphBXVM/s320/EstatuaDAfonsoIIIFaro.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259091247088928258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Aqui em cima está uma fotografia da &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;estátua de Dom Afonso III&lt;/span&gt;, que está na vila adentro na &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;cidade velha&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O rei Dom Afonso III criou ainda uma nova &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;bandeira para Portugal&lt;/span&gt;, que é esta:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w81V3Ymyrvs/SPwMM1miYZI/AAAAAAAABC8/HgIXab10VNc/s1600-h/Bandeira_DAfonsoIII.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w81V3Ymyrvs/SPwMM1miYZI/AAAAAAAABC8/HgIXab10VNc/s320/Bandeira_DAfonsoIII.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259091879548576146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"  &gt;(Bandeira de Portugal criada no reinado de Dom Afonso III)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;À época da conquista de Faro, a cidade era defendida por umas &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;muralhas&lt;/span&gt; muito altas, algumas das quais ainda existem e que eram mais ou menos assim:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w81V3Ymyrvs/SPwM5H3UAdI/AAAAAAAABDE/yQooYbJ1eoE/s1600-h/Castelo.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w81V3Ymyrvs/SPwM5H3UAdI/AAAAAAAABDE/yQooYbJ1eoE/s320/Castelo.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259092640365019602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"  &gt;(Muralhas de Faro)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Já no Séc. XX a cidade passou a ter uma &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;bandeira&lt;/span&gt; e um &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;brasão&lt;/span&gt;, que são estes (podes imprimir as bandeiras, recortar e colar numa palhinha para enfeitares o castelo da tua princesa).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w81V3Ymyrvs/SPwNpCaIwOI/AAAAAAAABDM/MRKdRs8w3dw/s1600-h/Bandeira+Faro2.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w81V3Ymyrvs/SPwNpCaIwOI/AAAAAAAABDM/MRKdRs8w3dw/s320/Bandeira+Faro2.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259093463534190818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"  &gt;(Bandeira e brasão de Faro)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Trabalho da Teresinha sobre Dom Afonso III e a cidade de Faro)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/1730647953763198-4584519557161282067?l=winxdosul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winxdosul.blogspot.com/feeds/4584519557161282067/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1730647953763198&amp;postID=4584519557161282067&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1730647953763198/posts/default/4584519557161282067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1730647953763198/posts/default/4584519557161282067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winxdosul.blogspot.com/2008/10/dom-afonso-iii-dom-afonso-iii-foi-um.html' title='Dom Afonso III e a conquista de Faro'/><author><name>Eurico Alves</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/104002907611722922950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-7rSOmSBA7NY/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAACS0/mjJsuGhxaao/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w81V3Ymyrvs/SPwLoBgaBgI/AAAAAAAABC0/yxeFUphBXVM/s72-c/EstatuaDAfonsoIIIFaro.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1730647953763198.post-1744982504455514945</id><published>2008-10-14T08:24:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T08:27:57.920+01:00</updated><title type='text'>D. Inês em concurso</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.fundacaoinesdecastro.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w81V3Ymyrvs/SPRJZVfK5iI/AAAAAAAAAvI/YRjOdD8ztEw/s400/concurso.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256907364661650978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span id="ctl00_ContentPlaceHolder1_txtTextos" style="font-size: 11px; font-family: verdana;"&gt;O &lt;a href="http://ultimahora.publico.clix.pt/noticia.aspx?id=1345577"&gt;concurso “Inês de Castro”&lt;/a&gt; está na Internet desde segunda-feira para lançar um desafio: fazer o melhor site ou blogue sobre o romance de D. Pedro e D. Inês de Castro. O prazo para as inscrições termina em Março de 2009, numa competição destinada a alunos dos ensinos básico e secundário.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/1730647953763198-1744982504455514945?l=winxdosul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winxdosul.blogspot.com/feeds/1744982504455514945/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1730647953763198&amp;postID=1744982504455514945&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1730647953763198/posts/default/1744982504455514945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1730647953763198/posts/default/1744982504455514945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winxdosul.blogspot.com/2008/10/d-ins-em-concurso.html' title='D. Inês em concurso'/><author><name>Eurico Alves</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/104002907611722922950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-7rSOmSBA7NY/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAACS0/mjJsuGhxaao/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w81V3Ymyrvs/SPRJZVfK5iI/AAAAAAAAAvI/YRjOdD8ztEw/s72-c/concurso.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1730647953763198.post-8804575339196111604</id><published>2008-10-13T16:50:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T17:01:24.119+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Pinguins libertados no Brasil</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Em Agosto vários Pinguins da Patagónia foram encontrados no Brasil com as penas cobertas de petróleo por causa de um derrame num navio. Depois de terem sido tratados, foram agora devolvidos ao mar. Estas imagens são da libertação de outros pinguins da mesma espécie numa outra altura.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/TqBy1TuZURk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/TqBy1TuZURk&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Libertação de pinguins da Patagónia, numa praia do Brasil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1730647953763198-8804575339196111604?l=winxdosul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winxdosul.blogspot.com/feeds/8804575339196111604/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1730647953763198&amp;postID=8804575339196111604&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1730647953763198/posts/default/8804575339196111604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1730647953763198/posts/default/8804575339196111604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winxdosul.blogspot.com/2008/10/pinguins-libertados-no-brasil.html' title='Pinguins libertados no Brasil'/><author><name>Eurico Alves</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/104002907611722922950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-7rSOmSBA7NY/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAACS0/mjJsuGhxaao/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1730647953763198.post-2401625551953086587</id><published>2008-10-09T16:12:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T16:12:47.199+01:00</updated><title type='text'>DZRT vs Gato Fedorento</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/xjuHniJ7vzw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/xjuHniJ7vzw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1730647953763198-2401625551953086587?l=winxdosul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winxdosul.blogspot.com/feeds/2401625551953086587/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1730647953763198&amp;postID=2401625551953086587&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1730647953763198/posts/default/2401625551953086587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1730647953763198/posts/default/2401625551953086587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winxdosul.blogspot.com/2008/10/dzrt-vs-gato-fedorento.html' title='DZRT vs Gato Fedorento'/><author><name>Eurico Alves</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/104002907611722922950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-7rSOmSBA7NY/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAACS0/mjJsuGhxaao/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1730647953763198.post-9057910409295480303</id><published>2008-10-04T21:29:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T22:00:03.120+01:00</updated><title type='text'>O 5 de Outubro</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w81V3Ymyrvs/SOfVvGw1eII/AAAAAAAAAts/znEK5AR4zp0/s1600-h/200px-Manuel_Jose_de_Arriaga.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253402495596984450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w81V3Ymyrvs/SOfVvGw1eII/AAAAAAAAAts/znEK5AR4zp0/s400/200px-Manuel_Jose_de_Arriaga.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Manuel de Arriaga, primeiro Presidente da República&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;O que foi o 5 de Outubro?&lt;br /&gt;O 5 de Outubro foi o dia em que acabou a monarquia e gritaram "viva a República!", o que quer dizer que proclamaram a República.&lt;br /&gt;O senhor que proclamou a República foi o senhor José Relvas, que foi uma pessoa importante para Portugal, porque era do Partido Republicano Português. A República foi anunciada na varanda da Câmara Municipal de Lisboa.&lt;br /&gt;O último rei de Portugal foi o Dom Manuel II, que nesse dia fugiu com a mãe, Dona Amélia, para Gibraltar, a partir da Ericeira, de barco.&lt;br /&gt;O primeiro Presidente da República foi Manuel de Arriaga, que era um advogado e poeta.&lt;br /&gt;Com a República foi criada uma nova bandeira, a bandeira da pátria portuguesa, que é vermelha e verde. Foi também criado um novo hino, que se chama "A Portuguesa", composto por Alfredo Keil. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/nYZEbePGrY4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/nYZEbePGrY4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Trabalho de Inês, sobre a República, em 04 de Outubro de 2008&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1730647953763198-9057910409295480303?l=winxdosul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winxdosul.blogspot.com/feeds/9057910409295480303/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1730647953763198&amp;postID=9057910409295480303&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1730647953763198/posts/default/9057910409295480303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1730647953763198/posts/default/9057910409295480303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winxdosul.blogspot.com/2008/10/o-5-de-outubro.html' title='O 5 de Outubro'/><author><name>Eurico Alves</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/104002907611722922950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-7rSOmSBA7NY/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAACS0/mjJsuGhxaao/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w81V3Ymyrvs/SOfVvGw1eII/AAAAAAAAAts/znEK5AR4zp0/s72-c/200px-Manuel_Jose_de_Arriaga.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1730647953763198.post-6551015921315760440</id><published>2008-09-18T19:00:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T22:13:09.983+01:00</updated><title type='text'>O Arco da Vila</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w81V3Ymyrvs/SOfb8cJaCtI/AAAAAAAAAt0/LkBUPx-UWZQ/s1600-h/Arco_vila2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253409321745255122" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w81V3Ymyrvs/SOfb8cJaCtI/AAAAAAAAAt0/LkBUPx-UWZQ/s320/Arco_vila2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;O Arco da Vila é muito, muito bonito e antigo. O Arco da Vila tem mais de 200 anos, já viram? É super, hiper, mega, antigo. A casa da minha avó fica mesmo perto do Arco da Vila. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Já viram como é engraçado uma coisa que tem 200 anos e está em bom estado! O senhor que construiu o Arco da Vila chama-se Francisco Xavier Fabri, ele é um arquitecto de Itália.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Por cima do Arco da Vila há uma estátua de um santo chamado São Tomás de Aquino, ele era um religioso famoso pela sua bondade e os seus estudos das igrejas e religião.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Existe uma lenda de São Tomás de Aquino que fala sobre a estátua. Diz-se que este santo salvou da morte as pessoas que tinham uma doença chamada peste e por isso quiseram fazer-lhe uma homenagem construindo uma estátua.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Mas os trabalhadores queriam meter a estátua no topo do arco e como era muito pesada não conseguiam metê-a lá em cima do arco. Foi então queo bispo Dom Francisco de Avelar se aproximou da estátua e segredou-lhe algo ao ouvido e esta fez-se leve para permitir que a colocassem lá em cima do Arco da Vila.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Vitória, vitória, a lenda chegou ao fim!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Trabalho feita pela Inês sobre o Arco da Vila, em 18 de Setembro de 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1730647953763198-6551015921315760440?l=winxdosul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winxdosul.blogspot.com/feeds/6551015921315760440/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1730647953763198&amp;postID=6551015921315760440&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1730647953763198/posts/default/6551015921315760440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1730647953763198/posts/default/6551015921315760440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winxdosul.blogspot.com/2008/10/o-arco-da-vila.html' title='O Arco da Vila'/><author><name>Eurico Alves</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/104002907611722922950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-7rSOmSBA7NY/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAACS0/mjJsuGhxaao/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w81V3Ymyrvs/SOfb8cJaCtI/AAAAAAAAAt0/LkBUPx-UWZQ/s72-c/Arco_vila2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1730647953763198.post-5009415215059852748</id><published>2008-08-28T19:13:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T22:28:16.091+01:00</updated><title type='text'>À reconquista de Faro</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w81V3Ymyrvs/SOfftP0w8kI/AAAAAAAAAt8/0BF2ae9rPIU/s1600-h/faro.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253413458785923650" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w81V3Ymyrvs/SOfftP0w8kI/AAAAAAAAAt8/0BF2ae9rPIU/s320/faro.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Faro foi criada pelo povo fenício no séc. VIII a. C. Os fenícios vieram fazer um mercado para vender produtos agrícolas, peixe e minérios. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Entre o séc. III a.C. e o séc. IV d.C. os romanos eram os donos da cidade de Faro, mas chamavam-lhe Ossónoba.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;No séc. IV d.C. foi conquistada pelo visigodos que eram um povo do Norte da Europa. E depois chamaram à cidade de Ossónoba Santa Maria de Ossónoba. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Os visigodos construiram as primeiras muralhas da cidade de Faro. No séx. VIII d.C. a cidade foi conquistada pelo árabes e chamaram-lhe Xantamaria e mais tarde Xantamaria de Ibn Harun, que foi um dos reis da cidade, com o nome de Ibn Harun. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Depois, o nome da cidade evoluiu para Farun e Faraom, até chegar ao actual nome de Faro. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Em 1249 a cidade foi conquistada pelo Dom Afonso III, que era filho de Dom Sancho I, neto de Dom Afonso II e bisneto de Dom Afonoso Henriques.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;A cidade de Faro tornou-se cidade em 1540, por ordem de Dom João III e a sede da igreja do Algarve mudou-se então de Silves para Faro.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;A cidade de hoje fica mesmo ao pé de uma ria chamada Formosa, e nessa ria muitas vezes podem-se encontrar muitas espécies de animais ´&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Trabalho realizado pela Inês em 28 de Setembro de 2008&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Fontes: Wikipedia e História de Faro em BD&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1730647953763198-5009415215059852748?l=winxdosul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winxdosul.blogspot.com/feeds/5009415215059852748/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1730647953763198&amp;postID=5009415215059852748&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1730647953763198/posts/default/5009415215059852748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1730647953763198/posts/default/5009415215059852748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winxdosul.blogspot.com/2008/08/reconquista-de-faro.html' title='À reconquista de Faro'/><author><name>Eurico Alves</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/104002907611722922950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-7rSOmSBA7NY/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAACS0/mjJsuGhxaao/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w81V3Ymyrvs/SOfftP0w8kI/AAAAAAAAAt8/0BF2ae9rPIU/s72-c/faro.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1730647953763198.post-567206812888661213</id><published>2008-08-20T17:30:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T21:46:22.323+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Whale Rider</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/UGta4T70C2A&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/UGta4T70C2A&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Isto é que é força sobrenatural! &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Inês)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1730647953763198-567206812888661213?l=winxdosul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winxdosul.blogspot.com/feeds/567206812888661213/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1730647953763198&amp;postID=567206812888661213&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1730647953763198/posts/default/567206812888661213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1730647953763198/posts/default/567206812888661213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winxdosul.blogspot.com/2008/08/whale-rider.html' title='Whale Rider'/><author><name>Eurico Alves</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/104002907611722922950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-7rSOmSBA7NY/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAACS0/mjJsuGhxaao/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1730647953763198.post-7025479714884351802</id><published>2008-07-09T20:12:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T16:25:08.225Z</updated><title type='text'>Desejos de regresso ao mar</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w81V3Ymyrvs/SHUNxUDQmHI/AAAAAAAAAoo/egVn5Xhbxrk/s1600-h/gabi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221094483853088882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w81V3Ymyrvs/SHUNxUDQmHI/AAAAAAAAAoo/egVn5Xhbxrk/s400/gabi.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Inês, Gabi, 2007&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&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/1730647953763198-7025479714884351802?l=winxdosul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winxdosul.blogspot.com/feeds/7025479714884351802/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1730647953763198&amp;postID=7025479714884351802&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1730647953763198/posts/default/7025479714884351802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1730647953763198/posts/default/7025479714884351802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winxdosul.blogspot.com/2008/07/desejos-de-regresso-ao-mar.html' title='Desejos de regresso ao mar'/><author><name>Eurico Alves</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/104002907611722922950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-7rSOmSBA7NY/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAACS0/mjJsuGhxaao/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w81V3Ymyrvs/SHUNxUDQmHI/AAAAAAAAAoo/egVn5Xhbxrk/s72-c/gabi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1730647953763198.post-7769568871668399058</id><published>2008-06-29T16:19:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T16:25:08.380Z</updated><title type='text'>A tabuada</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_974k5Tp6jpc/SGepE_pvXyI/AAAAAAAAAAc/ceJ6mgyhbmQ/s1600-h/tabuada.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217324596603084578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_974k5Tp6jpc/SGepE_pvXyI/AAAAAAAAAAc/ceJ6mgyhbmQ/s320/tabuada.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;um, dois, três&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;todos os números&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;vão para a tabuada&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;e a rimar&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#330033;"&gt;sem parar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;um,dois, três&lt;/em&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/1730647953763198-7769568871668399058?l=winxdosul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winxdosul.blogspot.com/feeds/7769568871668399058/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1730647953763198&amp;postID=7769568871668399058&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1730647953763198/posts/default/7769568871668399058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1730647953763198/posts/default/7769568871668399058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winxdosul.blogspot.com/2008/06/tabuada.html' title='A tabuada'/><author><name>Ines</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18305345942382649186</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/_974k5Tp6jpc/SGepE_pvXyI/AAAAAAAAAAc/ceJ6mgyhbmQ/s72-c/tabuada.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1730647953763198.post-3903967150351634888</id><published>2008-06-23T21:32:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T16:25:08.561Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w81V3Ymyrvs/SGeqnWIsPkI/AAAAAAAAAoI/zqcnx1fTRT4/s1600-h/cora%C3%A7%C3%A3o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217326286265663042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w81V3Ymyrvs/SGeqnWIsPkI/AAAAAAAAAoI/zqcnx1fTRT4/s320/cora%C3%A7%C3%A3o.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; (coração, Inês, 2008)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#330033;"&gt;isto é que é uma quadra&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/1730647953763198-3903967150351634888?l=winxdosul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winxdosul.blogspot.com/feeds/3903967150351634888/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1730647953763198.post-9109045010184761339</id><published>2008-06-17T21:30:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T16:25:08.862Z</updated><title type='text'>A escola está no fim</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_974k5Tp6jpc/SFglrwnZhAI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/OC8ZOLZxKZ4/s1600-h/080617-pintura_abstracta.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212958002396103682" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_974k5Tp6jpc/SFglrwnZhAI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/OC8ZOLZxKZ4/s320/080617-pintura_abstracta.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Inês, pintura abstracta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O segundo ano está no fim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;aprendemos todos bué&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;mesmo com muito chinfrim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;a turma sete é que é&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:Verdana;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1730647953763198-9109045010184761339?l=winxdosul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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