<?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-5056158759239113183</id><updated>2011-09-28T22:14:49.339+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Eupaula-pinguim</title><subtitle type='html'>Adoro os Animais</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eupaula-pinguim.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5056158759239113183/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eupaula-pinguim.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>pinguim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02313959484308392056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/SfHXeMDj-kI/AAAAAAAABbU/7RZjZtF_tiI/S220/Imagem+070.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>88</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5056158759239113183.post-9205208690394308973</id><published>2009-09-21T12:44:00.008+01:00</published><updated>2009-10-02T16:02:21.001+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Vou-vos contar uma História.....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Este&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;é o "Becas", mais um cão como tantos outros que vão parar ao canil.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Andava abandonado em S. Lourenço e num estado lastimoso. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Chegou ao canil, demos-lhe banho etc....Ficou assim como vêem na foto, bonito,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;e engordou.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mas o facto de ser caniche necessitava muito dum lar e de quem lhe desse carinho só a ele....Arrajou-se um dono com várias crianças.....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Foi adoptado no dia 21 Agosto assim......bonito!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/Srdnd_XRTvI/AAAAAAAABf0/iBUe8PsEJvg/s1600-h/P1010715.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383885644467621618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/Srdnd_XRTvI/AAAAAAAABf0/iBUe8PsEJvg/s400/P1010715.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;No dia 12 de Setembro encontrámo-lo assim:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/Srdp5ODCepI/AAAAAAAABf8/zq_2VDCFkv0/s1600-h/caes+J+Louren%C3%A7o+053.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383888311289019026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/Srdp5ODCepI/AAAAAAAABf8/zq_2VDCFkv0/s400/caes+J+Louren%C3%A7o+053.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/Srdqj30btbI/AAAAAAAABgE/qwCNRn-YNhc/s1600-h/caes+J+Louren%C3%A7o+057.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383889044056552882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/Srdqj30btbI/AAAAAAAABgE/qwCNRn-YNhc/s400/caes+J+Louren%C3%A7o+057.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/SrdspUrCoVI/AAAAAAAABgM/jEqtBh_Yghk/s1600-h/12092009%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383891336724390226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/SrdspUrCoVI/AAAAAAAABgM/jEqtBh_Yghk/s400/12092009%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/SrdtAPEgNAI/AAAAAAAABgU/Sgr0fCej82E/s1600-h/12092009_009%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383891730357564418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/SrdtAPEgNAI/AAAAAAAABgU/Sgr0fCej82E/s400/12092009_009%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/SrdtQ_KVn2I/AAAAAAAABgc/y-IdHgFceNo/s1600-h/12092009_010%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383892018144845666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/SrdtQ_KVn2I/AAAAAAAABgc/y-IdHgFceNo/s400/12092009_010%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;  Esteve por 2 vezes na cliníca veterinária a levar soro, fizemos tudo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; o que se podia e as veterinárias também, acabou por morrer.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;  Muitas pessoas choraram por ele no canil. Agora o nome Becas faz parte de uma parede, onde temos os nomes dos nossos cãezinhos que já partiram.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;  Nessa parede temos uma estrelinha para cada um, que ficará para sempre nas nossas memórias.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;  &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;                                                 &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt; Carta para o Becas...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;  Adeus Becas, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;esperamos  nunca mais   encontrar alguém com tamanha sensibilidade que foi simplesmente matar um cão.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;  Desculpa Becas mas não tivemos culpa, não conheciamos tal "monstro"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;  Tu sabes que fizemos tudo por ti,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;  Partiste, mas conosco ficam aqueles momentos de ternura&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; de pêlo branco ao nosso colo, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;aqueles momentos em que me pedias colo constantemente.....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;  Adeus e até sempre........&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;                                                            ADACA&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;                                                                             &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5056158759239113183-9205208690394308973?l=eupaula-pinguim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eupaula-pinguim.blogspot.com/feeds/9205208690394308973/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5056158759239113183&amp;postID=9205208690394308973' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5056158759239113183/posts/default/9205208690394308973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5056158759239113183/posts/default/9205208690394308973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eupaula-pinguim.blogspot.com/2009/09/vou-vos-contar-uma-historia.html' title=''/><author><name>pinguim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02313959484308392056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/SfHXeMDj-kI/AAAAAAAABbU/7RZjZtF_tiI/S220/Imagem+070.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/Srdnd_XRTvI/AAAAAAAABf0/iBUe8PsEJvg/s72-c/P1010715.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5056158759239113183.post-7076093383736870405</id><published>2009-07-14T13:40:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T14:01:01.481+01:00</updated><title type='text'>CÃES Que Aparerecem no canil....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;A partir de&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;agora vou começar a pôr histórias de cães abandonados que nos aparecem no canil...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;BOLINHA&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;abandonada na A23&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/Slx9S5Ty09I/AAAAAAAABfc/zKF1A0hXjLc/s1600-h/P1010719.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358295420239008722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/Slx9S5Ty09I/AAAAAAAABfc/zKF1A0hXjLc/s400/P1010719.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;-Eu sou a Bolinha, uma cadela timída, fofinha,meiga, bonita, pequenina e adoro crianças, etc....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;Só me pergunto é que porque um dia saí com o meu dono, (pensava que ía dar um passeio), e de repente ele parou o carro e me deixou á beira de uma estrada super movimentada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/Slx9nu0GewI/AAAAAAAABfk/HtzQB7aQGps/s1600-h/P1010714.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358295778198977282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/Slx9nu0GewI/AAAAAAAABfk/HtzQB7aQGps/s400/P1010714.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; -&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;Pensei: vai brincar e voltar para trás...... mas não, não voltou.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;mas um senhor que estava a trabalhar com o tractor viu, veio ter comigo levou-me e telefonou para a câmara e assim vim morar para o canil. Até que alguém me queira.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Sou muito querida e toda as pessoas gostam muito de mim....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Obrigado por terem lido a minha história e..... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;NÃO ABANDONEM QUEM NUNCA VOS ABANDONARIA.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&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/5056158759239113183-7076093383736870405?l=eupaula-pinguim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eupaula-pinguim.blogspot.com/feeds/7076093383736870405/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5056158759239113183&amp;postID=7076093383736870405' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5056158759239113183/posts/default/7076093383736870405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5056158759239113183/posts/default/7076093383736870405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eupaula-pinguim.blogspot.com/2009/07/caes-que-aparerecem-no-canil.html' title='CÃES Que Aparerecem no canil....'/><author><name>pinguim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02313959484308392056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/SfHXeMDj-kI/AAAAAAAABbU/7RZjZtF_tiI/S220/Imagem+070.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/Slx9S5Ty09I/AAAAAAAABfc/zKF1A0hXjLc/s72-c/P1010719.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5056158759239113183.post-4102906362793994936</id><published>2009-06-04T10:00:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T10:38:48.446+01:00</updated><title type='text'>ADACA nas festas da cidade....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/SieOc9OliAI/AAAAAAAABfU/Dxi7NdDD7WA/s1600-h/inaugura%C3%A7%C3%A3o,feira+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343396111021606914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/SieOc9OliAI/AAAAAAAABfU/Dxi7NdDD7WA/s400/inaugura%C3%A7%C3%A3o,feira+011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;                            &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;Relembramos que a partir do dia &lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;10&lt;/span&gt; até dia &lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;14&lt;/span&gt; de Junho, estaremos         novamente presentes nas festas da cidade com o nosso stand.   Este ano com   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#333399;"&gt;novidades, &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;(uma quermesse por ex:), onde estarão os nossos &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;cachorros, jovens &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;e não só, para &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;ADOPÇÃO...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;  &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Estaremos também presentes para qualquer informação.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;                                                        &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;VISITE-NOS!&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/5056158759239113183-4102906362793994936?l=eupaula-pinguim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eupaula-pinguim.blogspot.com/feeds/4102906362793994936/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5056158759239113183&amp;postID=4102906362793994936' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5056158759239113183/posts/default/4102906362793994936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5056158759239113183/posts/default/4102906362793994936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eupaula-pinguim.blogspot.com/2009/06/blog-post.html' title='ADACA nas festas da cidade....'/><author><name>pinguim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02313959484308392056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/SfHXeMDj-kI/AAAAAAAABbU/7RZjZtF_tiI/S220/Imagem+070.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/SieOc9OliAI/AAAAAAAABfU/Dxi7NdDD7WA/s72-c/inaugura%C3%A7%C3%A3o,feira+011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5056158759239113183.post-7105590565870392539</id><published>2009-06-01T12:13:00.008+01:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T10:40:36.405+01:00</updated><title type='text'>HELP- Ajudem-nos por favor.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/SiO9ThWRaTI/AAAAAAAABe0/ePjjZpFw7Dw/s1600-h/P1000638.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342321726058490162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/SiO9ThWRaTI/AAAAAAAABe0/ePjjZpFw7Dw/s400/P1000638.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;É neste ambiente que adultos e crianças fazem voluntariado no canil/gatil de Abrantes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/SiO4OIDD3BI/AAAAAAAABek/-dKSr2Peokw/s1600-h/Imagem023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342316135809539090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/SiO4OIDD3BI/AAAAAAAABek/-dKSr2Peokw/s400/Imagem023.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Trabalho é o que não falta e cães também não.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Mas agora imaginem-se a ter que lá estar todos os dias sem excepção, sem dias de férias, sem natal, ano novo, ou até mesmo sem poder estar doente. É assim que está a sra que trata do canil,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;a tratar de 70 cães e a limpar o canil SÓZINHA. Ás vezes tem o marido com ela.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Agora pergunto!! Qual de vós não consegue arranjar 2-3 horas por semana para dar uma mãozinha?? Trata-se de 70 cães que dependem exclusivamente da mão humana. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Agora pergunto eu outravez!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Porque é que a Camâra não põe lá uma pessoa através do centro de emprego??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Porque é que a câmara se interessa mais com o que está à vista?? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Será preciso fazer uma rotunda ao pé do canil para que façam alguma coisa?? Por amor de Deus, são SERES VIVOS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/SiO8DLXmEjI/AAAAAAAABes/K2bJOD3NaDI/s1600-h/P1000618.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342320345768923698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/SiO8DLXmEjI/AAAAAAAABes/K2bJOD3NaDI/s400/P1000618.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;As crianças são as que mais lá vão, algumas até por questões psicológicas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Uns dias no canil podem fazer milagres, terapia....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/SiO98-v2dQI/AAAAAAAABe8/jxNTTc-oQ74/s1600-h/P1000632.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342322438325040386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/SiO98-v2dQI/AAAAAAAABe8/jxNTTc-oQ74/s400/P1000632.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/SiO-XkwQYjI/AAAAAAAABfE/_0jv-RtPX70/s1600-h/P1000613.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342322895203885618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/SiO-XkwQYjI/AAAAAAAABfE/_0jv-RtPX70/s400/P1000613.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Cabe a cada um reflectir no assunto...&lt;br /&gt;Também podem doar:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Voluntariado (vão ver que até se sentem bem melhor)&lt;br /&gt;-Medicamentos (mesmo fora da validade)&lt;br /&gt;-Ligaduras, Comprenssas, tudo o que esteja relacionado com tratamentos...&lt;br /&gt;-Roupa que já não queiram por ex: cobertores, toalhas ou outra...&lt;br /&gt;-Ração, latas de comida etc...&lt;br /&gt;-Dinheiro&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/SiO_rSZ5eVI/AAAAAAAABfM/9HVaS6M9FhQ/s1600-h/P1000718.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342324333387282770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/SiO_rSZ5eVI/AAAAAAAABfM/9HVaS6M9FhQ/s400/P1000718.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;ELES AGRADECEM!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;E NÃO DÓI NADA............................... &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/5056158759239113183-7105590565870392539?l=eupaula-pinguim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eupaula-pinguim.blogspot.com/feeds/7105590565870392539/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5056158759239113183&amp;postID=7105590565870392539' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5056158759239113183/posts/default/7105590565870392539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5056158759239113183/posts/default/7105590565870392539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eupaula-pinguim.blogspot.com/2009/06/help-ajudem-nos-por-favor.html' title='HELP- Ajudem-nos por favor.....'/><author><name>pinguim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02313959484308392056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/SfHXeMDj-kI/AAAAAAAABbU/7RZjZtF_tiI/S220/Imagem+070.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/SiO9ThWRaTI/AAAAAAAABe0/ePjjZpFw7Dw/s72-c/P1000638.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5056158759239113183.post-804627974885585373</id><published>2009-05-18T11:11:00.015+01:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T12:13:43.565+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Feira Medieval</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/ShE0bwZJJgI/AAAAAAAABcs/BAPn76DxHYg/s1600-h/P1010056.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337104684862219778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/ShE0bwZJJgI/AAAAAAAABcs/BAPn76DxHYg/s400/P1010056.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Foi no passado dia 14 de Maio que a cidade florida viu passar mais um desfile medieval.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/ShE1T49aGjI/AAAAAAAABc0/SykxquJSng8/s1600-h/P1010030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337105649234483762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/ShE1T49aGjI/AAAAAAAABc0/SykxquJSng8/s400/P1010030.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O Rei e a Rainha&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/ShE12VJJDYI/AAAAAAAABc8/XTODV3qO0DI/s1600-h/P1010035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337106240915443074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/ShE12VJJDYI/AAAAAAAABc8/XTODV3qO0DI/s400/P1010035.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;As barraquinhas a venderem produtos da época&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/ShE2i24fe6I/AAAAAAAABdE/6WKu1oDeNpM/s1600-h/P1010031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337107005886659490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/ShE2i24fe6I/AAAAAAAABdE/6WKu1oDeNpM/s400/P1010031.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; O exército treinava para lutarem contra os mouros...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/ShE3czCtKEI/AAAAAAAABdM/NT56Eey8BhU/s1600-h/P1010041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337108001288169538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/ShE3czCtKEI/AAAAAAAABdM/NT56Eey8BhU/s400/P1010041.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Animação com as flautas numa música medieval...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/ShE4hFeZrZI/AAAAAAAABdU/Vlnrr8NHLgc/s1600-h/P1010051.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337109174467276178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/ShE4hFeZrZI/AAAAAAAABdU/Vlnrr8NHLgc/s400/P1010051.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Animação com uma dança da época...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/ShE8Kt6XG3I/AAAAAAAABdk/oFlbqPwlRaE/s1600-h/P1010068.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337113188231486322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/ShE8Kt6XG3I/AAAAAAAABdk/oFlbqPwlRaE/s400/P1010068.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Senhores do Clero e da Nobreza...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/ShE8sPkhZYI/AAAAAAAABds/xxVy6CWyHF4/s1600-h/P1010073.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337113764202374530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/ShE8sPkhZYI/AAAAAAAABds/xxVy6CWyHF4/s400/P1010073.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Algumas Damas...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/ShE9qe6rQaI/AAAAAAAABd0/yDYfalJdhHg/s1600-h/P1010077.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337114833473716642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/ShE9qe6rQaI/AAAAAAAABd0/yDYfalJdhHg/s400/P1010077.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Os Pastores...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/ShE-Skxu-AI/AAAAAAAABd8/m7l-hYVlI3I/s1600-h/P1010093.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337115522241591298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/ShE-Skxu-AI/AAAAAAAABd8/m7l-hYVlI3I/s400/P1010093.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;A cidade recuou uns séculos..........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/ShE--ZrBY9I/AAAAAAAABeE/t2Wd4XnsrG8/s1600-h/P1010069.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337116275174892498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/ShE--ZrBY9I/AAAAAAAABeE/t2Wd4XnsrG8/s400/P1010069.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;A parte religiosa....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/ShE_ottb-kI/AAAAAAAABeM/TEOQELG9D34/s1600-h/P1010094.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337117002108238402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/ShE_ottb-kI/AAAAAAAABeM/TEOQELG9D34/s400/P1010094.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Também não faltaram os escravos.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/ShFAVKWLXfI/AAAAAAAABeU/uahD4TZjQvs/s1600-h/P1010109.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337117765709553138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/ShFAVKWLXfI/AAAAAAAABeU/uahD4TZjQvs/s400/P1010109.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E claro os belos cavalos......&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/ShFBBJPE2dI/AAAAAAAABec/vG1RZI0X1lM/s1600-h/P1010113.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337118521325574610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/ShFBBJPE2dI/AAAAAAAABec/vG1RZI0X1lM/s400/P1010113.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;No fim nós os Portugueses lutámos com os Mouros(árabes),&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;e claro que ganhámos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Foi um dia diferente, que viveram como nesse tempo, realçaram a História &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;e principalmente conviveram, professores, alunos e auxiliares.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Parabéns Escola D. Miguel de Almeida. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5056158759239113183-804627974885585373?l=eupaula-pinguim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eupaula-pinguim.blogspot.com/feeds/804627974885585373/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5056158759239113183&amp;postID=804627974885585373' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5056158759239113183/posts/default/804627974885585373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5056158759239113183/posts/default/804627974885585373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eupaula-pinguim.blogspot.com/2009/05/feira-medieval.html' title='Feira Medieval'/><author><name>pinguim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02313959484308392056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/SfHXeMDj-kI/AAAAAAAABbU/7RZjZtF_tiI/S220/Imagem+070.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/ShE0bwZJJgI/AAAAAAAABcs/BAPn76DxHYg/s72-c/P1010056.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5056158759239113183.post-7036279372778845305</id><published>2009-04-29T12:06:00.008+01:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T12:54:07.470+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Dia mundial da Dança</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/GvZ8ElO1-FI&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;border=1"&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/GvZ8ElO1-FI&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;"A dança é um poema de gestos que esculpem o espaço." Daniel Sibony&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/Sfg_APuJ5PI/AAAAAAAABck/UTtuXPcnBr0/s1600-h/images%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330079432445650162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 115px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 115px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/Sfg_APuJ5PI/AAAAAAAABck/UTtuXPcnBr0/s400/images%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt;Hoje comemora-se o dia mundial da Dança. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt;Ao longo dos anos os povos descobriram que podiam movimentar o corpo e com ele fazer graciosidades. Depois encaixou esses movimentos na música e assim apareceu a Dança............&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt;Mas não foram só os homens a descobri-lo:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/Sfg7gHZJTgI/AAAAAAAABb8/9MawlnC15Nw/s1600-h/414785%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330075581919350274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 80px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 80px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/Sfg7gHZJTgI/AAAAAAAABb8/9MawlnC15Nw/s400/414785%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A dança do Pássaro&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/Sfg8kXqx7uI/AAAAAAAABcE/YFEtJFZM_xc/s1600-h/750095%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330076754519387874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 80px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 80px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/Sfg8kXqx7uI/AAAAAAAABcE/YFEtJFZM_xc/s400/750095%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A dança dos golfinhos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/Sfg8_yS-aoI/AAAAAAAABcM/twZ5aQT3FUo/s1600-h/1851901%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330077225523767938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 80px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 80px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/Sfg8_yS-aoI/AAAAAAAABcM/twZ5aQT3FUo/s400/1851901%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Do lindo pavão&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Entre muitos outros......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/Sfg9iVUJOcI/AAAAAAAABcU/5MGgdQvaUEA/s1600-h/Tango-BA%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330077819039463874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/Sfg9iVUJOcI/AAAAAAAABcU/5MGgdQvaUEA/s400/Tango-BA%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/Sfg-eOvzjaI/AAAAAAAABcc/WpIN6IGyMt8/s1600-h/770044%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330078848068586914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 80px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 80px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/Sfg-eOvzjaI/AAAAAAAABcc/WpIN6IGyMt8/s400/770044%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5056158759239113183-7036279372778845305?l=eupaula-pinguim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eupaula-pinguim.blogspot.com/feeds/7036279372778845305/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5056158759239113183&amp;postID=7036279372778845305' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5056158759239113183/posts/default/7036279372778845305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5056158759239113183/posts/default/7036279372778845305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eupaula-pinguim.blogspot.com/2009/04/dia-mundial-da-danca.html' title='Dia mundial da Dança'/><author><name>pinguim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02313959484308392056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/SfHXeMDj-kI/AAAAAAAABbU/7RZjZtF_tiI/S220/Imagem+070.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/Sfg_APuJ5PI/AAAAAAAABck/UTtuXPcnBr0/s72-c/images%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5056158759239113183.post-6878835685142239908</id><published>2009-04-24T12:27:00.007+01:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T12:54:28.061+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Os meus&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Gatos.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/SfGingTd1UI/AAAAAAAABaU/-Xfos1s-pJU/s1600-h/Imagem+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328218633726186818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/SfGingTd1UI/AAAAAAAABaU/-Xfos1s-pJU/s400/Imagem+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Nunca vos cheguei a contar.....Esta era a Cuca, uma lady educadissíma. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/SfGi4u3cC0I/AAAAAAAABac/b4hoRCKAtjs/s1600-h/Imagem+138.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328218929692937026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/SfGi4u3cC0I/AAAAAAAABac/b4hoRCKAtjs/s400/Imagem+138.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Morreu em Novembro, de velhice e com uma doença na barriga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esta foto foi tirada no dia em que ela morreu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Viveu feliz, Ficam as memórias e as saudades..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt;                                                                      O Novo Membro!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/SfGkvUwhwKI/AAAAAAAABak/O_gtS2E97qQ/s1600-h/Imagem+148.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328220967089062050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/SfGkvUwhwKI/AAAAAAAABak/O_gtS2E97qQ/s400/Imagem+148.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;    Como os meus filhos (e eu) ficaram muito tristes, 3 dias depois já cá tinha outro.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;  Desta vez um rapaz de 3 meses...Chama-se Ben.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/SfGlWAXm2xI/AAAAAAAABas/2WvWlTc2wOM/s1600-h/Imagem+155.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328221631630727954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/SfGlWAXm2xI/AAAAAAAABas/2WvWlTc2wOM/s400/Imagem+155.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;    É  um gato muito à frente como podem ver, adora o computador.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/SfGluseVWQI/AAAAAAAABa0/ZHBu9Y-EEXw/s1600-h/Imagem+246.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328222055786961154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/SfGluseVWQI/AAAAAAAABa0/ZHBu9Y-EEXw/s400/Imagem+246.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;    E sacos de plástico&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/SfGmWXj5lwI/AAAAAAAABa8/Kaed7R892ME/s1600-h/P1000688.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328222737367930626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/SfGmWXj5lwI/AAAAAAAABa8/Kaed7R892ME/s400/P1000688.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;    Novamente o pc e ele são " tu cá tu lá".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/SfGmu_jLJ8I/AAAAAAAABbE/BDRj9sYage4/s1600-h/P1000676.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328223160419166146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/SfGmu_jLJ8I/AAAAAAAABbE/BDRj9sYage4/s400/P1000676.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   Ben, adora brincar e estar á janela.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5056158759239113183-6878835685142239908?l=eupaula-pinguim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eupaula-pinguim.blogspot.com/feeds/6878835685142239908/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5056158759239113183&amp;postID=6878835685142239908' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5056158759239113183/posts/default/6878835685142239908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5056158759239113183/posts/default/6878835685142239908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eupaula-pinguim.blogspot.com/2009/04/os-meus-gatos.html' title=''/><author><name>pinguim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02313959484308392056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/SfHXeMDj-kI/AAAAAAAABbU/7RZjZtF_tiI/S220/Imagem+070.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/SfGingTd1UI/AAAAAAAABaU/-Xfos1s-pJU/s72-c/Imagem+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5056158759239113183.post-3349979880941639692</id><published>2009-03-26T10:57:00.003Z</published><updated>2009-03-26T12:08:28.916Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Parabéns Ana Maria!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Porque ganhas-te o concurso Literário de jovens escritores, mas o mais importante foi teres participado. Parabéns filha.....&lt;br /&gt; O Concurso foi no ciclo e o tema era &lt;br /&gt;" se um extraterrestre aterrasse no meu quintal", tema esse que só souberam na altura....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/Sctth0ISUiI/AAAAAAAABZ8/ZgYRJYKuakw/s1600-h/Pr%C3%A9mio+dos+jovens+escritores.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317464212737511970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/Sctth0ISUiI/AAAAAAAABZ8/ZgYRJYKuakw/s400/Pr%C3%A9mio+dos+jovens+escritores.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/Sctt_H0i0RI/AAAAAAAABaM/7UI3yLlsP6o/s1600-h/P1000850.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317464716239622418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/Sctt_H0i0RI/AAAAAAAABaM/7UI3yLlsP6o/s400/P1000850.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/ScttsJxKWaI/AAAAAAAABaE/41aHUjg6Nm0/s1600-h/P1000849.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317464390344792482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/ScttsJxKWaI/AAAAAAAABaE/41aHUjg6Nm0/s400/P1000849.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&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/5056158759239113183-3349979880941639692?l=eupaula-pinguim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eupaula-pinguim.blogspot.com/feeds/3349979880941639692/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5056158759239113183&amp;postID=3349979880941639692' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5056158759239113183/posts/default/3349979880941639692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5056158759239113183/posts/default/3349979880941639692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eupaula-pinguim.blogspot.com/2009/03/parabens-ana-maria-porque-ganhas-te-o.html' title=''/><author><name>pinguim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02313959484308392056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/SfHXeMDj-kI/AAAAAAAABbU/7RZjZtF_tiI/S220/Imagem+070.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/Sctth0ISUiI/AAAAAAAABZ8/ZgYRJYKuakw/s72-c/Pr%C3%A9mio+dos+jovens+escritores.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5056158759239113183.post-7296252859178189412</id><published>2009-03-16T10:38:00.002Z</published><updated>2009-03-16T10:47:18.536Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/Sb4uI5BYh6I/AAAAAAAABZ0/JhFow7W3vqs/s1600-h/rodin%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313735340624218018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 251px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/Sb4uI5BYh6I/AAAAAAAABZ0/JhFow7W3vqs/s400/rodin%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Aqui vão mais algumas..... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Perguntas que não se querem calar!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quantos guarda-chuvas você já perdeu?Quantos você já encontrou? Para onde será que eles vão?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Se o mundo é redondo, onde ficam os quatro cantos?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Será que as facas Guinsu cortam as meias Vivarina?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Por que as loiras pintam as raizes dos cabelos de preto?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Se nada gruda no Teflon como o fixaram nas panelas?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Quem pôs bóbis no rabo do porco?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Como o Pato Donald tem sobrinhos se não tem irmãos?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Porque "já" quer dizer agora e "já, já" quer dizer daqui a pouco?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Porque ninguém descobre a identidade secreta do superman, se o disfarce dele é apenas um óculos?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Se o fogão tem seis bocas porque ele não consegue ir a Roma?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Se, para pegar o Papa-léguas e matar a fome, o Coiote pode pedir mísseis, armas e tudo mais, por que ele simplesmente não pede uma pizza?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5056158759239113183-7296252859178189412?l=eupaula-pinguim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eupaula-pinguim.blogspot.com/feeds/7296252859178189412/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5056158759239113183&amp;postID=7296252859178189412' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5056158759239113183/posts/default/7296252859178189412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5056158759239113183/posts/default/7296252859178189412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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/&gt;Afinal no mundo animal não há armas, misseís ou qualquer guerra...apenas a sobrevivência...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://fotologando.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__GR2CBCdWDk/SWZRhhxKFKI/AAAAAAAAH84/5Yf3wUT0X08/s400/animais+amigos+16.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://fotologando.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://fotologando.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__GR2CBCdWDk/SWZRTKp485I/AAAAAAAAH8w/C5-ACIjPzcg/s400/animais+amigos+15.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://fotologando.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://fotologando.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__GR2CBCdWDk/SWZRSst-shI/AAAAAAAAH8g/ndCdSu74RsI/s400/animais+amigos+13.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://fotologando.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://fotologando.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__GR2CBCdWDk/SWZRR4-h9tI/AAAAAAAAH8Y/LFbLWuSxNCo/s400/animais+amigos+12.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://fotologando.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://fotologando.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__GR2CBCdWDk/SWZRDA6IpaI/AAAAAAAAH8I/67S5s8zPhK4/s400/animais+amigos+10.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://fotologando.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://fotologando.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__GR2CBCdWDk/SWZRC4dtLvI/AAAAAAAAH8A/VHrRHYeNCWA/s400/animais+amigos+9.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://fotologando.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://fotologando.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__GR2CBCdWDk/SWZRCX0sBgI/AAAAAAAAH74/aNGgKlNWtXc/s400/animais+amigos+8.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://fotologando.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://fotologando.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__GR2CBCdWDk/SWZRCa1FiSI/AAAAAAAAH7w/pcfao4CZBVY/s400/animais+amigos+7.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://fotologando.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://fotologando.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__GR2CBCdWDk/SWZRBkSJMPI/AAAAAAAAH7o/esWWW3jON2c/s400/animais+amigos+6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://fotologando.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://fotologando.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__GR2CBCdWDk/SWZQUPvGLVI/AAAAAAAAH7g/y8tRU0WTj78/s400/animais+amigos+5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://fotologando.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://fotologando.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__GR2CBCdWDk/SWZQTgBr9BI/AAAAAAAAH7Y/_7hQJlbssvU/s400/animais+amigos+4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://fotologando.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://fotologando.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__GR2CBCdWDk/SWZQTRRRIJI/AAAAAAAAH7Q/MPP_xZeB0lE/s400/animais+amigos+3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://fotologando.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://fotologando.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__GR2CBCdWDk/SWZQS0bzJGI/AAAAAAAAH7A/7okJSZ9dyc8/s400/animais+amigos+1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://fotologando.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;NATUREZA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://fotologando.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__GR2CBCdWDk/SVJBxbAKB1I/AAAAAAAAHGM/Eu5p3Kogcy0/s400/Natureza+-+%C3%81rvores+diferentes+14.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://fotologando.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://fotologando.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__GR2CBCdWDk/SVJBwzV__VI/AAAAAAAAHGE/eXbL8-lWvj4/s400/Natureza+-+%C3%81rvores+diferentes+13.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://fotologando.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://fotologando.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__GR2CBCdWDk/SVJBwAQkzMI/AAAAAAAAHF0/uyRi7dBTVSM/s400/Natureza+-+%C3%81rvores+diferentes+11.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://fotologando.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://fotologando.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__GR2CBCdWDk/SVJAcLvauPI/AAAAAAAAHEs/wZZ5HFZRgTg/s400/Natureza+-+%C3%81rvores+diferentes+2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://fotologando.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://fotologando.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__GR2CBCdWDk/SUp1rsOFODI/AAAAAAAAGsI/lZpKNpyiXcw/s400/as+estradas+mais+bonitas+do+mundo+7.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://fotologando.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;FENOMENOS DA NATUREZA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://fotologando.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__GR2CBCdWDk/SS_wQdHPxcI/AAAAAAAAEns/aQB3NKcdq-Q/s400/fenomenos+da+natureza+21.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://fotologando.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://fotologando.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__GR2CBCdWDk/SS_wIl3Ai5I/AAAAAAAAEnc/0rGJcKtkmGM/s400/fenomenos+da+natureza+19.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://fotologando.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://fotologando.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__GR2CBCdWDk/SS_wIbm0PaI/AAAAAAAAEnM/g8ncdmQRXyM/s400/fenomenos+da+natureza+17.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://fotologando.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://fotologando.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__GR2CBCdWDk/SS_v8QejC2I/AAAAAAAAEm0/MvTn89WqH2k/s400/fenomenos+da+natureza+14.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://fotologando.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__GR2CBCdWDk/SS_v7kScUnI/AAAAAAAAEmc/F5ZQIKVwCco/s400/fenomenos+da+natureza+11.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://fotologando.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__GR2CBCdWDk/SS_vv6gC_sI/AAAAAAAAEmE/whXWvGrUCJ0/s400/fenomenos+da+natureza+8.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://fotologando.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__GR2CBCdWDk/SS_vvyqgcyI/AAAAAAAAEl8/FFdeBILbito/s400/fenomenos+da+natureza+7.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://fotologando.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;Eu seleccionei esta. É mais um motivo para acreditarmos no mundo.....&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/SWngjs-LIHI/AAAAAAAABUA/CS611Gxadvo/s1600-h/sem%2Bt%25C3%25ADtulo%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290006141295337586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 272px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/SWngjs-LIHI/AAAAAAAABUA/CS611Gxadvo/s400/sem%2Bt%25C3%25ADtulo%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://fotologando.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;UM BOM ANO PARA TODOS....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5056158759239113183-5315497128264869560?l=eupaula-pinguim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eupaula-pinguim.blogspot.com/feeds/5315497128264869560/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5056158759239113183&amp;postID=5315497128264869560' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5056158759239113183/posts/default/5315497128264869560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5056158759239113183/posts/default/5315497128264869560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eupaula-pinguim.blogspot.com/2009/01/as-melhores-fotos-de-2008.html' title='As melhores fotos de 2008'/><author><name>pinguim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02313959484308392056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/SfHXeMDj-kI/AAAAAAAABbU/7RZjZtF_tiI/S220/Imagem+070.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__GR2CBCdWDk/SWZRhhxKFKI/AAAAAAAAH84/5Yf3wUT0X08/s72-c/animais+amigos+16.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5056158759239113183.post-1153249733045571361</id><published>2008-11-10T12:27:00.005Z</published><updated>2008-11-12T09:33:34.788Z</updated><title type='text'>Algumas Questões.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/SRgvNxtV-wI/AAAAAAAABT4/EjZXyc-SQeo/s1600-h/futuro_terra%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 317px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/SRgvNxtV-wI/AAAAAAAABT4/EjZXyc-SQeo/s320/futuro_terra%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267011677938121474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perguntas que não querem calar!!!!!!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#Porque laranja chama laranja e limao nao chama verde? &lt;br /&gt;#Porque lojas abertas 24 horas possuem fechadura? &lt;br /&gt;#O que as ovelhas contam para dormir? Homens pulando cerca? &lt;br /&gt;#Porque que quem trabalha no mar se chama marujo? Entao quem trabalha no ar deveria ser Araujo, ok? &lt;br /&gt;#Porque "separado" se escreve tudo junto e "tudo junto" se escreve separado? &lt;br /&gt;#Porque os kamikazes usavam capacete? &lt;br /&gt;#Porque se deve usar agulha esterilizada para injeção letal em um condenado a morte? &lt;br /&gt;#Como que os cegos sabem quando terminaram de se limpar quando estão no banheiro? &lt;br /&gt;#Para que serve o bolso em um pijama?? &lt;br /&gt;#Porque os aviões não são fabricados com o mesmo material usado nas suas caixas pretas? &lt;br /&gt;#ADÃO TINHA UMBIGO??????? &lt;br /&gt;#Por que o Pato Donald depois do banho sai com uma toalha em volta da cintura, se ele não usa short no desenho? &lt;br /&gt;#Se o super homem é tão inteligente, porque usa a cueca por fora da calça? &lt;br /&gt;#O Pluto e o Pateta são cachorros certo? Por que o Pateta fala e o Pluto não? &lt;br /&gt;#Por que tem gente que acorda os outros para perguntar se estavam dormindo? &lt;br /&gt;#Por que os Flintstones comemoravam o Natal se eles viviam numa época antes de Cristo? &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/SRguh9q6QcI/AAAAAAAABTw/yrZrqMT7Kzw/s1600-h/AY3CALLIDGZCAWIO5X5CAL7R19ECAA7DON6CA3BE6OXCAXCXSZ4CA0ZZBXJCAKWCX70CAE09EDSCA8N247ECA1SD56GCAFRERK6CAIR69MGCAD3L1R5CACL6JGXCAHE46RJCALVD4XICA3X1M6LCAFOCN9S.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 116px; height: 116px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/SRguh9q6QcI/AAAAAAAABTw/yrZrqMT7Kzw/s400/AY3CALLIDGZCAWIO5X5CAL7R19ECAA7DON6CA3BE6OXCAXCXSZ4CA0ZZBXJCAKWCX70CAE09EDSCA8N247ECA1SD56GCAFRERK6CAIR69MGCAD3L1R5CACL6JGXCAHE46RJCALVD4XICA3X1M6LCAFOCN9S.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267010925234897346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#Por que aquele filme do Kevin Costner se chama "Dança com Lobos" se só aparece um único lobo durante toda história? &lt;br /&gt;#Por que as mulheres abrem a boca quando estão passando algum creme no rosto? &lt;br /&gt;#Como é que a gente sabe que a carne de chester é de chester se nunca ninguém viu um chester? &lt;br /&gt;#Se o vinho é líquido, como pode ser seco? &lt;br /&gt;#Como se escreve zero em algarismos romanos? &lt;br /&gt;#Por que as pessoas apertam o controle remoto com mais força, quando a pilha está fraca? &lt;br /&gt;#Por que pai e mães são geneticamente programados para odiar som alto? Especialmente se for Rock? &lt;br /&gt;#Quando inventaram o relógio, como sabiam que horas eram, para poder acertá-lo? &lt;br /&gt;#Se a ciência consegue desvendar até os mistérios do DNA, porque ninguém descobriu ainda a fórmula da Coca-Cola? &lt;br /&gt;#Se depois do banho estamos limpos porque lavamos a toalha? &lt;br /&gt;#Como foi que a placa "É Proibido Pisar Na Grama" foi colocada? &lt;br /&gt;#Por que quando alguém nos pede que ajudemos a procurar um objeto perdido, temos a mania de perguntar: "Onde foi que você o perdeu"? &lt;br /&gt;#E por último, mas não menos importante... SE OS HOMENS SÃO TODOS IGUAIS, POR QUE AS MULHERES ESCOLHEM TANTO?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/SRguFTpe_II/AAAAAAAABTo/k3QvK1NuWDw/s1600-h/8KWCAD7VW0SCASFK285CARU95U8CAP940MBCASLVPJZCAB7KGPLCANCZ04UCA9QJD27CAK68F3MCARPDKU9CA9BZT8CCAHK0LDXCASDT7YBCAIIE8NGCASNV4LVCA8OB0N3CANNH5IFCA65YKVOCADVUMXP.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 124px; height: 87px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/SRguFTpe_II/AAAAAAAABTo/k3QvK1NuWDw/s400/8KWCAD7VW0SCASFK285CARU95U8CAP940MBCASLVPJZCAB7KGPLCANCZ04UCA9QJD27CAK68F3MCARPDKU9CA9BZT8CCAHK0LDXCASDT7YBCAIIE8NGCASNV4LVCA8OB0N3CANNH5IFCA65YKVOCADVUMXP.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267010432918289538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5056158759239113183-1153249733045571361?l=eupaula-pinguim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eupaula-pinguim.blogspot.com/feeds/1153249733045571361/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5056158759239113183&amp;postID=1153249733045571361' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5056158759239113183/posts/default/1153249733045571361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5056158759239113183/posts/default/1153249733045571361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eupaula-pinguim.blogspot.com/2008/11/algumas-questes.html' title='Algumas Questões.....'/><author><name>pinguim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02313959484308392056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/SfHXeMDj-kI/AAAAAAAABbU/7RZjZtF_tiI/S220/Imagem+070.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/SRgvNxtV-wI/AAAAAAAABT4/EjZXyc-SQeo/s72-c/futuro_terra%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5056158759239113183.post-8923603273517248680</id><published>2008-10-29T11:22:00.001Z</published><updated>2008-10-29T11:30:46.121Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/SQhJNOxHqSI/AAAAAAAABBk/hDhFzNgpZKQ/s1600-h/flor105%5B1%5D.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262536656233670946" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 151px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 235px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/SQhJNOxHqSI/AAAAAAAABBk/hDhFzNgpZKQ/s320/flor105%5B1%5D.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Pedras no caminho? Guardo todas, um dia vou construir um castelo..." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fernando Pessoa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5056158759239113183-8923603273517248680?l=eupaula-pinguim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eupaula-pinguim.blogspot.com/feeds/8923603273517248680/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5056158759239113183&amp;postID=8923603273517248680' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5056158759239113183/posts/default/8923603273517248680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5056158759239113183/posts/default/8923603273517248680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eupaula-pinguim.blogspot.com/2008/10/pedras-no-caminho-guardo-todas-um-dia.html' title=''/><author><name>pinguim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02313959484308392056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/SfHXeMDj-kI/AAAAAAAABbU/7RZjZtF_tiI/S220/Imagem+070.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/SQhJNOxHqSI/AAAAAAAABBk/hDhFzNgpZKQ/s72-c/flor105%5B1%5D.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5056158759239113183.post-5011393726368713647</id><published>2008-09-30T10:58:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T11:27:05.660+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Parabéns Ana Maria!</title><content type='html'>Fez 10 aninhos no dia 28 Setembro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/SOH-gZmcJpI/AAAAAAAABBc/xBNpZm9D1fk/s1600-h/parabens7ano%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/SOH-gZmcJpI/AAAAAAAABBc/xBNpZm9D1fk/s320/parabens7ano%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251758473072092818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Estes foram os convites que fiz para os anos da minha filha.&lt;br /&gt; O texto era em rima e dizia:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; "Neste dia tão bonito&lt;br /&gt; que nos mostra o calendário,&lt;br /&gt; é quando comemoro&lt;br /&gt; o meu 10º aniversário.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Como fazes parte da minha vida&lt;br /&gt; e amigos ficámos,&lt;br /&gt; espero-te cá neste dia&lt;br /&gt; para juntos brincarmos."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/SOH5IlR_Z7I/AAAAAAAABA8/D3Itck36UGo/s1600-h/P1000412.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/SOH5IlR_Z7I/AAAAAAAABA8/D3Itck36UGo/s320/P1000412.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251752566332549042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/SOH459fBALI/AAAAAAAABA0/n1xxBTM09HU/s1600-h/P1000411.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/SOH459fBALI/AAAAAAAABA0/n1xxBTM09HU/s320/P1000411.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251752315131592882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                        Estes foram os brindes que cada criança levou, 1 doce e 1 marcador de livros.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/SOH6_g8qqvI/AAAAAAAABBE/Qd9y51IqU2Q/s1600-h/P1000415.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/SOH6_g8qqvI/AAAAAAAABBE/Qd9y51IqU2Q/s320/P1000415.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251754609573800690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                Fizemos o lanche na garagem e brincaram no terreno atrás da casa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/SOH7vL9W_SI/AAAAAAAABBM/E96dQiD4Ry4/s1600-h/P1000371.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/SOH7vL9W_SI/AAAAAAAABBM/E96dQiD4Ry4/s320/P1000371.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251755428573281570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                Na parede havia um painel para os amiguinhos escrevessem o que quizessem&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/SOH8XjUY6BI/AAAAAAAABBU/h1P65vXk5uI/s1600-h/P1000397.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/SOH8XjUY6BI/AAAAAAAABBU/h1P65vXk5uI/s320/P1000397.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251756122038659090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;               Fizeram corridas de sacos, e outros jogos engraçados...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5056158759239113183-5011393726368713647?l=eupaula-pinguim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eupaula-pinguim.blogspot.com/feeds/5011393726368713647/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5056158759239113183&amp;postID=5011393726368713647' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5056158759239113183/posts/default/5011393726368713647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5056158759239113183/posts/default/5011393726368713647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eupaula-pinguim.blogspot.com/2008/09/parabns-ana-maria.html' title='Parabéns Ana Maria!'/><author><name>pinguim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02313959484308392056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/SfHXeMDj-kI/AAAAAAAABbU/7RZjZtF_tiI/S220/Imagem+070.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/SOH-gZmcJpI/AAAAAAAABBc/xBNpZm9D1fk/s72-c/parabens7ano%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5056158759239113183.post-6439874993184982872</id><published>2008-09-22T09:56:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T10:26:56.319+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/SNdezQMV5HI/AAAAAAAABAk/VmmwIZDK9sI/s1600-h/folhas_outono%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/SNdezQMV5HI/AAAAAAAABAk/VmmwIZDK9sI/s320/folhas_outono%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248768125336675442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sentir de Outono &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Amarelecendo, vão as folhas e vão os dias.&lt;br /&gt;Sempre cantando, ouvem-se ao longe, as cotovias.&lt;br /&gt;Amadurecendo, vão doces frutos, todos os dias&lt;br /&gt;Vão longe as férias, já relembramos, tais alegrias. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Há tons de ouro, de amarelo, e de castanho&lt;br /&gt;Tons de vermelho, os tons da paz, um tom estranho,&lt;br /&gt;Paira no ar. Folhas de Outono, dançam ao vento&lt;br /&gt;Que nas ramadas, vai a passar, como um lamento. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Em tons diversos, por entre as parras, lá nos vinhedos&lt;br /&gt;Por onde andaram, moços e moças, pairam segredos.&lt;br /&gt;Pairam seus sonhos, por entre as cepas, que os cachos deram.&lt;br /&gt;Pois as vindimas, fracas ou fartas, já se fizeram. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O vinho novo, na pipa velha, já está à prova.&lt;br /&gt;Para os magustos, agora temos, castanha nova.&lt;br /&gt;E, um sol ameno convida o homem, a repensar.&lt;br /&gt;O ar sereno, lembra que o tempo, não vai parar. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vem a neblina, escurece o céu, e num momento,&lt;br /&gt;Surge a promessa, o dia toma um ar cinzento;&lt;br /&gt;Promete o verde, a mansa chuva, que molha a terra.&lt;br /&gt;Terra bendita, tu és a esperança, que a vida encerra. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chega o Outono, vem carregado, de poesia.&lt;br /&gt;Chega a tristeza, sentimos perda, melancolia.&lt;br /&gt;Caiem as folhas, e, ao olhá-las cai-nos a alma.&lt;br /&gt;Mas, esta paz, da natureza, traz-nos a calma.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;                              --Aida Viegas--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/SNdkwIh0Q4I/AAAAAAAABAs/FrZHvmGkZ_0/s1600-h/sr12%5B1%5D.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/SNdkwIh0Q4I/AAAAAAAABAs/FrZHvmGkZ_0/s320/sr12%5B1%5D.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248774668809421698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5056158759239113183-6439874993184982872?l=eupaula-pinguim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eupaula-pinguim.blogspot.com/feeds/6439874993184982872/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5056158759239113183&amp;postID=6439874993184982872' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5056158759239113183/posts/default/6439874993184982872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5056158759239113183/posts/default/6439874993184982872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eupaula-pinguim.blogspot.com/2008/09/sentir-de-outono-amarelecendo-vo-as.html' title=''/><author><name>pinguim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02313959484308392056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/SfHXeMDj-kI/AAAAAAAABbU/7RZjZtF_tiI/S220/Imagem+070.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/SNdezQMV5HI/AAAAAAAABAk/VmmwIZDK9sI/s72-c/folhas_outono%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5056158759239113183.post-2742473441350215918</id><published>2008-09-13T11:16:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-09-13T11:25:23.934+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/SMuUugXQaMI/AAAAAAAAA_4/-1QWNuSkz6c/s1600-h/10951_camp6%5B1%5D.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/SMuUugXQaMI/AAAAAAAAA_4/-1QWNuSkz6c/s400/10951_camp6%5B1%5D.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245449717685446850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="margin-right: 30px; margin-left: 30px;"&gt;Um homem terá pelo menos dado a partida para a descoberta do sentido da vida humana quando começar a plantar árvores frondosas sob as quais sabe muito bem que jamais se sentará.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-right: 30px; margin-left: 30px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0099cc;"&gt;(D. Elton Trueblood)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-right: 30px; margin-left: 30px;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-right: 30px; margin-left: 30px;"&gt;Se fizeres um favor, não o recordes; se receberes um favor, nunca o esqueças.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-right: 30px; margin-left: 30px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0099cc;"&gt;((Autor desconhecido)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/SMuU9OzCgiI/AAAAAAAABAA/Uo56iOU1-Fw/s1600-h/tnPor_sol2-w35%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/SMuU9OzCgiI/AAAAAAAABAA/Uo56iOU1-Fw/s320/tnPor_sol2-w35%5B1%5D.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245449970668175906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5056158759239113183-2742473441350215918?l=eupaula-pinguim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eupaula-pinguim.blogspot.com/feeds/2742473441350215918/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5056158759239113183&amp;postID=2742473441350215918' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5056158759239113183/posts/default/2742473441350215918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5056158759239113183/posts/default/2742473441350215918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eupaula-pinguim.blogspot.com/2008/09/um-homem-ter-pelo-menos-dado-partida.html' title=''/><author><name>pinguim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02313959484308392056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/SfHXeMDj-kI/AAAAAAAABbU/7RZjZtF_tiI/S220/Imagem+070.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/SMuUugXQaMI/AAAAAAAAA_4/-1QWNuSkz6c/s72-c/10951_camp6%5B1%5D.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5056158759239113183.post-450328784150635164</id><published>2008-09-09T16:50:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T17:25:14.363+01:00</updated><title type='text'>FOMOS VISITAR O CANIL...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/SMadMAnFUgI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/PPRmbo0itxw/s1600-h/1171558994%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244051645767438850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/SMadMAnFUgI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/PPRmbo0itxw/s320/1171558994%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hoje fomos visitar o canil aqui em Abrantes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Eu, a minha filha de 9 anos e uma amiga de 12. À entrada fomos presenteadas logo com umas lambidelas de alguns amigos de 4 patas. Alguns deles agredecidos eternamente de terem ido ali parar..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/SMadxL2mR3I/AAAAAAAAA_g/KEL7JlEsJ-c/s1600-h/coluna_102_1_alt%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244052284440463218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/SMadxL2mR3I/AAAAAAAAA_g/KEL7JlEsJ-c/s200/coluna_102_1_alt%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Além dos cães recebeu-nos a D. Ana que nos levou a visitar o canil, onde estão as divisões grandes com os quase 70 amigos caninos...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Bem, aí a recepção foi mais que muita....Quase 70 criaturas a ladrarem num modo tipo: -Olá tás cá? deixa-me lamber-te...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ou então: - Leva-me contigo....Vá lá vá lá....&lt;br /&gt;Mas não foi assustador de maneira nenhuma. Todos muito meiguinhos...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Brincamos, conversámos, Etc...Assustador é o que algumas pessoas tem coragem de fazer com seres vivos , neste caso os cães e gatos. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/SMagaFQb_7I/AAAAAAAAA_o/4HkJ9H5mftI/s1600-h/Hund-Baby%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244055186067685298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/SMagaFQb_7I/AAAAAAAAA_o/4HkJ9H5mftI/s200/Hund-Baby%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Também assustador é a necessidade de material que ali precisam devido ao excesso de gasto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por ex: Material de farmácia- comprenssas, material de desinfecção, remédios e alimentação ,voluntariado entre outros...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As pessoas que ali estão entregam-se de corpo e alma, nós que estamos deste lado, podíamos ajudar da maneira mais conveniente....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Senti-me bem, vou começar a ir lá para ajudar e........não dói nada.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Para todos os seres que tenham o minímo de sentimentos, Vão lá, ajudem, contribuam com pouco, o que puderem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eles estão à vossa espera!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/SMaiq6dO9yI/AAAAAAAAA_w/HZXrBlIFqWs/s1600-h/amigos14%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244057674249598754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/SMaiq6dO9yI/AAAAAAAAA_w/HZXrBlIFqWs/s400/amigos14%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5056158759239113183-450328784150635164?l=eupaula-pinguim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eupaula-pinguim.blogspot.com/feeds/450328784150635164/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5056158759239113183&amp;postID=450328784150635164' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5056158759239113183/posts/default/450328784150635164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5056158759239113183/posts/default/450328784150635164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eupaula-pinguim.blogspot.com/2008/09/fomos-visitar-o-canil.html' title='FOMOS VISITAR O CANIL...'/><author><name>pinguim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02313959484308392056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/SfHXeMDj-kI/AAAAAAAABbU/7RZjZtF_tiI/S220/Imagem+070.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/SMadMAnFUgI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/PPRmbo0itxw/s72-c/1171558994%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5056158759239113183.post-8991762575391315627</id><published>2008-09-01T11:22:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T11:28:23.058+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/SLvDtviudTI/AAAAAAAAA_Q/DJsy0YZfFnU/s1600-h/2103848%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/SLvDtviudTI/AAAAAAAAA_Q/DJsy0YZfFnU/s320/2103848%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240997781999351090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Só existem dois dias no ano que nada pode ser feito. Um se chama ontem e o outro se chama amanhã, portanto hoje é o dia certo para amar, acreditar, fazer e principalmente viver.&lt;a class="autor" href="http://www.pensador.info/autor/Dalai_Lama/"&gt;Dalai Lama&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5056158759239113183-8991762575391315627?l=eupaula-pinguim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eupaula-pinguim.blogspot.com/feeds/8991762575391315627/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5056158759239113183&amp;postID=8991762575391315627' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5056158759239113183/posts/default/8991762575391315627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5056158759239113183/posts/default/8991762575391315627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eupaula-pinguim.blogspot.com/2008/09/s-existem-dois-dias-no-ano-que-nada.html' title=''/><author><name>pinguim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02313959484308392056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/SfHXeMDj-kI/AAAAAAAABbU/7RZjZtF_tiI/S220/Imagem+070.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/SLvDtviudTI/AAAAAAAAA_Q/DJsy0YZfFnU/s72-c/2103848%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5056158759239113183.post-1587561233860953938</id><published>2008-07-29T14:57:00.008+01:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T15:36:21.460+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/SI8q0HTldsI/AAAAAAAAA_A/bgek9wc4sDM/s1600-h/glamour35%5B1%5D.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/SI8q0HTldsI/AAAAAAAAA_A/bgek9wc4sDM/s400/glamour35%5B1%5D.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228444767203194562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Os homens perdem a saúde para juntar dinheiro,&lt;br /&gt;depois perdem o dinheiro para recuperar a saúde.&lt;br /&gt;E por pensarem ansiosamente no futuro esquecem do presente de forma&lt;br /&gt;que acabam por não viver nem no presente nem no futuro. E vivem como se nunca fossem morrer... e morrem como se nunca tivessem vivido&lt;br /&gt;-Dalai Lama-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/SI8l7wnEwFI/AAAAAAAAA-k/1ns4IQQt8s8/s1600-h/gf35%5B1%5D.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228439400991735890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/SI8l7wnEwFI/AAAAAAAAA-k/1ns4IQQt8s8/s400/gf35%5B1%5D.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5056158759239113183-1587561233860953938?l=eupaula-pinguim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eupaula-pinguim.blogspot.com/feeds/1587561233860953938/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5056158759239113183&amp;postID=1587561233860953938' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5056158759239113183/posts/default/1587561233860953938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5056158759239113183/posts/default/1587561233860953938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eupaula-pinguim.blogspot.com/2008/07/os-homens-perdem-sade-para-juntar.html' title=''/><author><name>pinguim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02313959484308392056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/SfHXeMDj-kI/AAAAAAAABbU/7RZjZtF_tiI/S220/Imagem+070.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/SI8q0HTldsI/AAAAAAAAA_A/bgek9wc4sDM/s72-c/glamour35%5B1%5D.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5056158759239113183.post-5234523514555543690</id><published>2008-07-14T12:52:00.009+01:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T13:22:46.851+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>NÃO ABANDONE QUEM NÃO O ABANDONARIA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/SHs-gjaYwrI/AAAAAAAAA90/ULzr9zDyb7Y/s1600-h/1171558994%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/SHs-gjaYwrI/AAAAAAAAA90/ULzr9zDyb7Y/s400/1171558994%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222836921848873650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Declaração Universal dos Direitos dos Animais &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PREÂMBULO &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Considerando que todo o animal possui direitos, &lt;br /&gt;Considerando que o desconhecimento e o desprezo destes direitos têm levado e continuam a levar o homem a cometer crimes contra os animais e contra a natureza, &lt;br /&gt;Considerando que o reconhecimento pela espécie humana do direito à existência das outras espécies animais constitui o fundamento da coexistência das outras espécies no mundo, &lt;br /&gt;Considerando que os genocídios são perpetrados pelo homem e há o perigo de continuar a perpetrar outros. &lt;br /&gt;Considerando que o respeito dos homens pelos animais está ligado ao respeito dos homens pelo seu semelhante, &lt;br /&gt;Considerando que a educação deve ensinar desde a infância a observar, a compreender, a respeitar e a amar os animais, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PROCLAMA-SE O SEGUINTE: &lt;br /&gt;Art. 1 - Todos os animais nascem iguais perante a vida e têm os mesmos direitos à existência. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/SHtBxCSY9zI/AAAAAAAAA-c/3xYpOFRgl38/s1600-h/Imagem2%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/SHtBxCSY9zI/AAAAAAAAA-c/3xYpOFRgl38/s400/Imagem2%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222840503549622066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Art. 2 &lt;br /&gt;1.Todo o animal tem o direito a ser respeitado. &lt;br /&gt;2.O homem, como espécie animal, não pode exterminar os outros animais ou explorá-los violando esse direito; tem o dever de pôr os seus conhecimentos ao serviço dos animais. &lt;br /&gt;3.Todo o animal tem o direito à atenção, aos cuidados e à proteção do homem. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Art. 3 &lt;br /&gt;1.Nenhum animal será submetido nem a maus tratos nem a actos cruéis. &lt;br /&gt;2.Se for necessário matar um animal, ele deve de ser morto instantaneamente, sem dor e de modo a não provocar-lhe angústia. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/SHs-OAhwgyI/AAAAAAAAA9s/0VR3vqxf9z4/s1600-h/amigos14%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/SHs-OAhwgyI/AAAAAAAAA9s/0VR3vqxf9z4/s400/amigos14%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222836603246904098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Art. 4 &lt;br /&gt;1.Todo o animal pertencente a uma espécie selvagem tem o direito de viver livre no seu próprio ambiente natural, terrestre, aéreo ou aquático e tem o direito de se reproduzir. &lt;br /&gt;2.toda a privação de liberdade, mesmo que tenha fins educativos, é contrária a este direito. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Art. 5 &lt;br /&gt;1.Todo o animal pertencente a uma espécie que viva tradicionalmente no meio ambiente do homem tem o direito de viver e de crescer ao ritmo e nas condições de vida e de liberdade que são próprias da sua espécie. &lt;br /&gt;2.Toda a modificação deste ritmo ou destas condições que forem impostas pelo homem com fins mercantis é contrária a este direito. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/SHs_lHZ85zI/AAAAAAAAA98/tdQUYHfQVLs/s1600-h/mae_peles%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/SHs_lHZ85zI/AAAAAAAAA98/tdQUYHfQVLs/s400/mae_peles%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222838099741828914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Art. 6 &lt;br /&gt;1.Todo o animal que o homem escolheu para seu companheiro tem direito a uma duração de vida conforme a sua longevidade natural. &lt;br /&gt;2.O abandono de um animal é um ato cruel e degradante. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Art. 7 - Todo o animal de trabalho tem direito a uma limitação razoável de duração e de intensidade de trabalho, a uma alimentação reparadora e ao repouso. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Art. 8 &lt;br /&gt;1.A experimentação animal que implique sofrimento físico ou psicológico é incompatível com os direitos do animal, quer se trate de uma experiência médica, científica, comercial ou qualquer que seja a forma de experimentação. 2.As técnicas de substituição devem de ser utilizadas e desenvolvidas. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Art. 9 - Quando o animal é criado para alimentação, ele deve de ser alimentado, alojado, transportado e morto sem que disso resulte para ele nem ansiedade nem dor. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Art. 10 &lt;br /&gt;1.Nenhum animal deve de ser explorado para divertimento do homem. &lt;br /&gt;2.As exibições de animais e os espetáculos que utilizem animais são incompatíveis com a dignidade do animal. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Art. 11 - Todo o ato que implique a morte de um animal sem necessidade é um biocídio, isto é um crime contra a vida. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/SHtAD4Gz4uI/AAAAAAAAA-E/Sa0hMUyn52w/s1600-h/chinchila%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/SHtAD4Gz4uI/AAAAAAAAA-E/Sa0hMUyn52w/s400/chinchila%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222838628210959074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Art. 12 &lt;br /&gt;1.Todo o ato que implique a morte de um grande número de animais selvagens é um genocídio, isto é, um crime contra a espécie. &lt;br /&gt;2.A poluição e a destruição do ambiente natural conduzem ao genocídio. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Art. 13 &lt;br /&gt;1.O animal morto deve de ser tratado com respeito. &lt;br /&gt;2.As cenas de violência de que os animais são vítimas devem de ser interditas no cinema e na televisão, salvo se elas tiverem por fim demonstrar um atentado aos direitos do animal. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/SHtAkEetAKI/AAAAAAAAA-M/v8PW1wTmWec/s1600-h/gato%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/SHtAkEetAKI/AAAAAAAAA-M/v8PW1wTmWec/s400/gato%5B2%5D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222839181288210594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Art. 14 &lt;br /&gt;1.Os organismos de proteção e de salvaguarda dos animais devem estar presentados a nível governamental. &lt;br /&gt;2.Os direitos do animal devem ser defendidos pela lei como os direitos do homem. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/SHtBUTt8R0I/AAAAAAAAA-U/ys7PZ7R9g9I/s1600-h/sophie%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/SHtBUTt8R0I/AAAAAAAAA-U/ys7PZ7R9g9I/s400/sophie%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222840010012378946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(*)A Declaração Universal dos Direitos dos Animais foi proclamada pela UNESCO em sessão realizada em Bruxelas, Bélgica, em 27 de Janeiro de 1978&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5056158759239113183-5234523514555543690?l=eupaula-pinguim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eupaula-pinguim.blogspot.com/feeds/5234523514555543690/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5056158759239113183&amp;postID=5234523514555543690' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5056158759239113183/posts/default/5234523514555543690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5056158759239113183/posts/default/5234523514555543690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eupaula-pinguim.blogspot.com/2008/07/no-abandone-quem-no-o-abandonaria.html' title=''/><author><name>pinguim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02313959484308392056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/SfHXeMDj-kI/AAAAAAAABbU/7RZjZtF_tiI/S220/Imagem+070.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/SHs-gjaYwrI/AAAAAAAAA90/ULzr9zDyb7Y/s72-c/1171558994%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5056158759239113183.post-3216940009346533698</id><published>2008-06-02T10:58:00.014+01:00</published><updated>2008-06-02T13:08:13.598+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Declaração dos Direitos da Criança…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/SEPE1fC3UNI/AAAAAAAAA8U/_-sldXaL_bA/s1600-h/mafalda_1%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/SEPE1fC3UNI/AAAAAAAAA8U/_-sldXaL_bA/s400/mafalda_1%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207222017316049106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Estes direitos devem ser reconhecidos a todas as crianças sem nenhuma distinção ou discriminação fundadas na raça, cor, sexo, língua, religião, opiniões polícitas ou outras, origem nacional ou social, fortuna, nascimento, ou sobre qualquer outra situação, quer se aplique à própria criança ou à sua família.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/SEPFK5b11CI/AAAAAAAAA8c/mqohWwN3OfU/s1600-h/mafalda_2%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/SEPFK5b11CI/AAAAAAAAA8c/mqohWwN3OfU/s400/mafalda_2%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207222385177383970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A criança deve gozar de protecção especial e ter oportunidades e facilidades para desenvolver-se de maneira sadia e normal e em condições de liberdade e dignidade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/SEPFgyuEsSI/AAAAAAAAA8k/EJxGHOJesrU/s1600-h/mafalda_3%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/SEPFgyuEsSI/AAAAAAAAA8k/EJxGHOJesrU/s400/mafalda_3%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207222761331929378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A criança tem direito, desde que nasce, a um nome e uma nacionalidade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/SEPGDzgiFnI/AAAAAAAAA8s/NWFg4iWtQRQ/s1600-h/mafalda_4%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/SEPGDzgiFnI/AAAAAAAAA8s/NWFg4iWtQRQ/s400/mafalda_4%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207223362838992498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A criança deve beneficiar da segurança social. A criança tem direito a alimentação adequada, a alojamento, a distrações e cuidados médicos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/SEPGVCIytgI/AAAAAAAAA80/7HWle9G2JGc/s1600-h/mafalda_5%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/SEPGVCIytgI/AAAAAAAAA80/7HWle9G2JGc/s400/mafalda_5%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207223658823726594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A criança física e mentalmente diminuída, ou socialmente desfavorecida deve receber o tratamento, a educação e os cuidados especiais que o seu estado ou situação exigem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/SEPGr8TyNEI/AAAAAAAAA88/oAX6KR2rDLM/s1600-h/mafalda_6%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/SEPGr8TyNEI/AAAAAAAAA88/oAX6KR2rDLM/s400/mafalda_6%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207224052396209218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A criança tem necessidade de amor e compreensão para o desabrochar harmonioso da personalidade. A sociedade e os poderes públicos têm o dever de tomar um cuidado especial em relação às crianças sem famíla ou às que não têm meios de subsistência suficientes. É desejável que sejam facultadas às famílias numerosas alojamentos do Estado ou outros para o cuidado das crianças.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/SEPG8yJ6z4I/AAAAAAAAA9E/dN8Ltg16BAw/s1600-h/mafalda_7%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/SEPG8yJ6z4I/AAAAAAAAA9E/dN8Ltg16BAw/s400/mafalda_7%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207224341728251778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A criança tem direito a uma educação que deve ser gratuita e obrigatória pelo menos ao nível fundamental. Deve beneficiar de uma educação que contribua para a igualdade de classes desenvolver as suas faculdades, opiniões pessoais, sentido das responsabilidades morais e sociais e de se tornar um membro útil à sociedade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/SEPhAbmBLGI/AAAAAAAAA9M/g0U2xfGJy7g/s1600-h/mafalda_8%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/SEPhAbmBLGI/AAAAAAAAA9M/g0U2xfGJy7g/s400/mafalda_8%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207252991693892706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A criança em tempo de perigo de deve estar entre os primeiros a receber protecção e socorro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/SEPhbaWXvoI/AAAAAAAAA9U/B5vFc6YN6uE/s1600-h/mafalda_9%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/SEPhbaWXvoI/AAAAAAAAA9U/B5vFc6YN6uE/s400/mafalda_9%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207253455216295554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A criança deve ser protegida de todas as formas de negligência, crueldade ou exploração. A criança não deve trabalhar antes de ter atingido a idade mínima apropriada; não deve em nenhum caso ser constrangida ou autorizada a aceitar uma ocupação ou emprego que prejudique a sua saúde ou a sua educação e atrapalhe o seu desenvolvimento físico, mental e moral.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/SEPhv_QYYPI/AAAAAAAAA9c/44ugSCAc9Fw/s1600-h/mafalda_10%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/SEPhv_QYYPI/AAAAAAAAA9c/44ugSCAc9Fw/s400/mafalda_10%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207253808720666866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A criança deve ser protegida contra as práticas que possam levar à discriminação racial, à discriinação religiosa ou a qualquer outra forma de discriminação. Deve ser educada num espírito de compreensão, de tolerância, de amizade entre os povos, de paz e de fraternidade universal e no sentimento que lhe é próprio de consagrar a sua energia e o seu talento ao serviço dos seus semelhantes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/SEPiUr8aFQI/AAAAAAAAA9k/DbrGaAbHnco/s1600-h/mafalda_0%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/SEPiUr8aFQI/AAAAAAAAA9k/DbrGaAbHnco/s400/mafalda_0%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207254439191778562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5056158759239113183-3216940009346533698?l=eupaula-pinguim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eupaula-pinguim.blogspot.com/feeds/3216940009346533698/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5056158759239113183&amp;postID=3216940009346533698' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5056158759239113183/posts/default/3216940009346533698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5056158759239113183/posts/default/3216940009346533698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eupaula-pinguim.blogspot.com/2008/06/declarao-dos-direitos-da-criana-estes.html' title=''/><author><name>pinguim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02313959484308392056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/SfHXeMDj-kI/AAAAAAAABbU/7RZjZtF_tiI/S220/Imagem+070.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/SEPE1fC3UNI/AAAAAAAAA8U/_-sldXaL_bA/s72-c/mafalda_1%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5056158759239113183.post-7344185263750769862</id><published>2008-05-28T11:13:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T11:14:28.857+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Imagine!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="400" height="345"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/v/zCCHXAQ1kz/aus=false/pv=2"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/v/zCCHXAQ1kz/aus=false/pv=2" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="400" height="345" allowFullScreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/eumesmapoisclaro/video/moMedyGB/josh_groban_imagine_music_video/"&gt;Imagine - Josh Groban&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Imagine  &lt;br /&gt;(John Lennon - 1971)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine there's no heaven&lt;br /&gt;It's easy if you try&lt;br /&gt;No hell below us&lt;br /&gt;Above us only sky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine all the people&lt;br /&gt;Living for today... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine there's no countries&lt;br /&gt;It isn't hard to do&lt;br /&gt;Nothing to kill or die for&lt;br /&gt;And no religion too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine all the people&lt;br /&gt;Living life in peace... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may say I'm a dreamer&lt;br /&gt;But I'm not the only one&lt;br /&gt;I hope someday you'll join us&lt;br /&gt;And the world will be as one &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine no possessions&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if you can&lt;br /&gt;No need for greed or hunger&lt;br /&gt;A brotherhood of man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine all the people&lt;br /&gt;Sharing all the world... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may say I'm a dreamer&lt;br /&gt;But I'm not the only one&lt;br /&gt;I hope someday you'll join us&lt;br /&gt;And the world will live as one&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5056158759239113183-7344185263750769862?l=eupaula-pinguim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eupaula-pinguim.blogspot.com/feeds/7344185263750769862/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5056158759239113183&amp;postID=7344185263750769862' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5056158759239113183/posts/default/7344185263750769862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5056158759239113183/posts/default/7344185263750769862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eupaula-pinguim.blogspot.com/2008/05/imagine.html' title='Imagine!!!!'/><author><name>pinguim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02313959484308392056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/SfHXeMDj-kI/AAAAAAAABbU/7RZjZtF_tiI/S220/Imagem+070.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5056158759239113183.post-1871814053828493792</id><published>2008-05-27T21:23:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-05-27T21:28:32.460+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Haverá outras vidas??</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/SDxuw2I7dGI/AAAAAAAAA8M/Tzu4SqIaK-Q/s1600-h/marte%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/SDxuw2I7dGI/AAAAAAAAA8M/Tzu4SqIaK-Q/s400/marte%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205157054779192418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sonda Phoenix aterra em Marte&lt;br /&gt;Ontem às 09:26 &lt;br /&gt;EPA &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Fotografia tirada pela Phoenix da superfície de Marte &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; A sonda Phoenix aterrou em Marte, esta segunda-feira, depois de 679 milhões de quilómetros de percurso entre Terra e o planeta vermelho. Entretanto, as primeiras fotografias já começaram a chegar a Terra.&lt;br /&gt;A sonda espacial Phoenix aterrou, esta segunda-feira, numa zona do pólo Norte de Marte, depois de um percurso de 679 milhões de quilómetros, e já começou a enviar fotografias. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Phoenix chegou ao solo de Marte após «sete minutos de terror» quando a sonda assentou com segurança os seus três pés de apoio, ao cabo de dez meses de viagem que se iniciou no Cabo Canaveral, na Florida.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/SDxuTWI7dFI/AAAAAAAAA8E/IPlt_-5pt3k/s1600-h/ng1026366%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/SDxuTWI7dFI/AAAAAAAAA8E/IPlt_-5pt3k/s400/ng1026366%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205156547973051474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Representação da sonda Phoenix &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;«Tocou suavemente a superfície, de acordo com o previsto», declarou o engenheiro-adjunto de sistemas, Richard Kronfeld, um dos responsáveis da NASA, em Pasadena.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Menos de duas depois de ter aterrado em Marte, a Phoenix enviou para Terra 40 fotografias do solo do planeta vermelho, numa das quais se vê um dos seus três pés assente entre pequenas pedras. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As primeiras fotografias têm como objectivo dar informações sobre as condições em que se encontra a sonda, nomeadamente o seu abastecimento de energia e os instrumentos científicos. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A sonda norte-americana entrou em Marte cerca das 0:30 de Lisboa, após um descida coreografada em que teve de abrir os seus pára-quedas e disparar foguetes para reduzir a sua velocidade de quase 20 mil km/h para apenas 8 km/h. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A aterragem em solo de Marte deu-se às 0:38, mas apenas foi confirmada às 0:53, uma vez que o sinal demorou 15 minutos a chegar a Terra, depois de percorrer, à velocidade da luz, os 276 milhões de quilómetros que separam Marte e a Terra&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5056158759239113183-1871814053828493792?l=eupaula-pinguim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eupaula-pinguim.blogspot.com/feeds/1871814053828493792/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5056158759239113183&amp;postID=1871814053828493792' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5056158759239113183/posts/default/1871814053828493792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5056158759239113183/posts/default/1871814053828493792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eupaula-pinguim.blogspot.com/2008/05/haver-outras-vidas.html' title='Haverá outras vidas??'/><author><name>pinguim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02313959484308392056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/SfHXeMDj-kI/AAAAAAAABbU/7RZjZtF_tiI/S220/Imagem+070.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/SDxuw2I7dGI/AAAAAAAAA8M/Tzu4SqIaK-Q/s72-c/marte%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5056158759239113183.post-733463457562722605</id><published>2008-04-29T11:57:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2008-04-29T12:09:51.004+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Dia Mundial da Dança</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/SBb_6ix_XiI/AAAAAAAAA7I/bNqTrUk2x78/s1600-h/1422618%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194620601452420642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/SBb_6ix_XiI/AAAAAAAAA7I/bNqTrUk2x78/s400/1422618%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;A Dança é um poema de gestos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;que esculpem o espaço..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;-Daniel Sibony-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/SBcAhCx_XjI/AAAAAAAAA7Q/UpCK3E7OjoM/s1600-h/dan%25E7aII%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194621262877384242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/SBcAhCx_XjI/AAAAAAAAA7Q/UpCK3E7OjoM/s400/dan%25E7aII%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/SBcBdSx_XkI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/XWCmgdtrdLg/s1600-h/6%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194622297964502594" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/SBcBdSx_XkI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/XWCmgdtrdLg/s320/6%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5056158759239113183-733463457562722605?l=eupaula-pinguim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eupaula-pinguim.blogspot.com/feeds/733463457562722605/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5056158759239113183&amp;postID=733463457562722605' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5056158759239113183/posts/default/733463457562722605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5056158759239113183/posts/default/733463457562722605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eupaula-pinguim.blogspot.com/2008/04/dia-mundial-da-dana.html' title='Dia Mundial da Dança'/><author><name>pinguim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02313959484308392056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/SfHXeMDj-kI/AAAAAAAABbU/7RZjZtF_tiI/S220/Imagem+070.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/SBb_6ix_XiI/AAAAAAAAA7I/bNqTrUk2x78/s72-c/1422618%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5056158759239113183.post-5302017285598805233</id><published>2008-04-22T14:47:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2008-04-22T14:57:11.737+01:00</updated><title type='text'>1 Planeta chamado Terra...</title><content type='html'>Qual será o futuro de nosso planeta?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/SA3s9ix_XfI/AAAAAAAAA6w/6LuQDIfNPj8/s1600-h/futuro_terra%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/SA3s9ix_XfI/AAAAAAAAA6w/6LuQDIfNPj8/s400/futuro_terra%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192066487480704498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Aquecimento Global.&lt;br /&gt;- Enchentes pelo mundo.&lt;br /&gt;- Previsão de novos Ciclones no Brasil.&lt;br /&gt;- Desmatamentos na Amazônia.&lt;br /&gt;- Extinção acelerada de animais selvagens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Como estaremos daqui 5, 10 ou 20 anos? &lt;br /&gt;Os especialistas dizem que mesmo retirando toda a população da terra imediatamente, o clima começaria a voltar ao normal somente em aproximadamente 10 anos. &lt;br /&gt;Tarde demais né!&lt;br /&gt;Infelizmente vemos somente notícias ruins. Mas será que a tecnologia não alcançará níveis ideais para reverter a situação? O que falta acontecer em nosso planeta para que todos os países juntos concentrem suas pesquisas e investimentos para nos salvar?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comece agora! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/SA3tXCx_XgI/AAAAAAAAA64/CIPRiVSJJnI/s1600-h/maos_terra%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/SA3tXCx_XgI/AAAAAAAAA64/CIPRiVSJJnI/s400/maos_terra%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192066925567368706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; A participação individual pode transformar e alcançar resultados incríveis.&lt;br /&gt;Uma latinha reciclada ou aquele passeio de bicicleta no lugar do passeio de carro farão uma grande diferença.&lt;br /&gt; Pense sempre que suas acções estarão garantindo que o sol continue a brilhar. Que nossa água estará garantida por mais alguns anos e mais, muitas vidas dependem disso e a transformação está em nossas mãos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E então, Vamos Salvar a Terra?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/SA3ueCx_XhI/AAAAAAAAA7A/3kubL-tA8Dk/s1600-h/m%253F%253Fo_storm%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/SA3ueCx_XhI/AAAAAAAAA7A/3kubL-tA8Dk/s400/m%253F%253Fo_storm%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192068145338080786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5056158759239113183-5302017285598805233?l=eupaula-pinguim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eupaula-pinguim.blogspot.com/feeds/5302017285598805233/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5056158759239113183&amp;postID=5302017285598805233' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5056158759239113183/posts/default/5302017285598805233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5056158759239113183/posts/default/5302017285598805233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eupaula-pinguim.blogspot.com/2008/04/qual-ser-o-futuro-de-nosso-planeta.html' title='1 Planeta chamado Terra...'/><author><name>pinguim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02313959484308392056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/SfHXeMDj-kI/AAAAAAAABbU/7RZjZtF_tiI/S220/Imagem+070.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/SA3s9ix_XfI/AAAAAAAAA6w/6LuQDIfNPj8/s72-c/futuro_terra%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5056158759239113183.post-4627435620903382163</id><published>2008-04-10T09:58:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-04-10T10:07:59.305+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/R_3Yk9wLWSI/AAAAAAAAA6g/D9ZAm-nD9Qs/s1600-h/22df%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/R_3Yk9wLWSI/AAAAAAAAA6g/D9ZAm-nD9Qs/s320/22df%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187540475364202786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/R_3Y0NwLWTI/AAAAAAAAA6o/VMAIXi0_9to/s1600-h/36qa%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/R_3Y0NwLWTI/AAAAAAAAA6o/VMAIXi0_9to/s320/36qa%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187540737357207858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;COMO SE FORMA&lt;br /&gt;UM TORNADO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Os Tornados ocorrem no hemisfério Norte.&lt;br /&gt;Os tornados são tormentas circulares de rotação rápida. Eles são formados por vários ventos fortes que se encontram, formando um roda moinho.&lt;br /&gt;O tornado se forma quando a brisa do mar frio se junta com a brisa do ar quente que vem da terra e começam a girar. Ele tem o centro que se chama “olho do tornado”, que é onde tudo começa . Ele fica girando em forma de um cone e possui duas partes: uma branca e outra escura. A parte mais branca é a parte de cima e a parte mais escura é a parte de baixo, porque é a parte que junta poeira.&lt;br /&gt;Os tornados destroem casas, levantam coisas pesadas pelo ar e jogam a distâncias enormes.&lt;br /&gt;Os tornados são que nem serras porque quando a ponta deles encosta nos prédios, carros e outras coisas podem cortar tudo. Eles podem destruir uma cidade inteira. Para se prevenir existem abrigos embaixo das casas.&lt;br /&gt;Um tornado que atingiu Shaturia, Bangladesh, no dia 26 de abril de 1989, matou em torno de 1.300 pessoas e desabrigou 50 mil.                                                          &lt;br /&gt;Existem muitas classificações de tornados, por exemplo: F1, F2, F3, F4 e F5.  Esses números são as forças do tornado. Um tornado fraco dura em média 2:00h, um tornado médio dura 4:00h e um tornado forte dura 24:00h.&lt;br /&gt;                        &lt;br /&gt; O QUE FAZER:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Para se proteger, em casas ou em pequenos edifícios vá para o porão.&lt;br /&gt;   Cubra-se com colchas e lençóis para se proteger dos objetos que estiverem voando.&lt;br /&gt;   Quando estiver na estrada, se proteja procurando um acostamento.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O QUE NÃO FAZER:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Não abra as janelas quando ver um tornado e se estiver em um carro saia e procure um abrigo seguro para ficar&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5056158759239113183-4627435620903382163?l=eupaula-pinguim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eupaula-pinguim.blogspot.com/feeds/4627435620903382163/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5056158759239113183&amp;postID=4627435620903382163' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5056158759239113183/posts/default/4627435620903382163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5056158759239113183/posts/default/4627435620903382163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eupaula-pinguim.blogspot.com/2008/04/como-se-forma-um-tornado-os-tornados.html' title=''/><author><name>pinguim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02313959484308392056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/SfHXeMDj-kI/AAAAAAAABbU/7RZjZtF_tiI/S220/Imagem+070.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/R_3Yk9wLWSI/AAAAAAAAA6g/D9ZAm-nD9Qs/s72-c/22df%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5056158759239113183.post-8683315075367660843</id><published>2008-03-22T10:26:00.013Z</published><updated>2008-03-22T11:09:42.340Z</updated><title type='text'>ADEUS LUCKY...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;                     Homenagem  a um Fiel Amigo que nos deixou no dia 12 de Março&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;. Morreu.      &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                          &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Com &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;1 mês e meio quando veio para a nossa casa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/R-Tg2am9o0I/AAAAAAAAA5o/xrM_FkvDJQg/s1600-h/Img008.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/R-Tg2am9o0I/AAAAAAAAA5o/xrM_FkvDJQg/s1600-h/Img008.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180512696843215682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/R-Tg2am9o0I/AAAAAAAAA5o/xrM_FkvDJQg/s400/Img008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;                                  Depressa começou a trepar...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/R-Tfnam9owI/AAAAAAAAA5I/L7Y09micoGI/s1600-h/Img058.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180511339633550082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/R-Tfnam9owI/AAAAAAAAA5I/L7Y09micoGI/s400/Img058.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; No carnaval...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/R-Tf_am9oxI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/cHJrCPoVODo/s1600-h/Img005.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180511751950410514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/R-Tf_am9oxI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/cHJrCPoVODo/s400/Img005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; A janela preferida...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/R-TgUqm9oyI/AAAAAAAAA5Y/WUDF0u23a1w/s1600-h/Img050.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180512117022630690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/R-TgUqm9oyI/AAAAAAAAA5Y/WUDF0u23a1w/s400/Img050.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; A pedir os bolinhos...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/R-ThHam9o1I/AAAAAAAAA5w/Fh-bpMRckTQ/s1600-h/HPIM0349.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180512988900991826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/R-ThHam9o1I/AAAAAAAAA5w/Fh-bpMRckTQ/s400/HPIM0349.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; Pronto a ser passado a ferro...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/R-Thf6m9o2I/AAAAAAAAA54/4cQkYvQ-R4I/s1600-h/picture018.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180513409807786850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/R-Thf6m9o2I/AAAAAAAAA54/4cQkYvQ-R4I/s400/picture018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; As sornas...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/R-Th16m9o3I/AAAAAAAAA6A/xQ1m0dlvNvQ/s1600-h/Img082.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180513787764908914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/R-Th16m9o3I/AAAAAAAAA6A/xQ1m0dlvNvQ/s400/Img082.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; Que saudades...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/R-TiH6m9o4I/AAAAAAAAA6I/PGqRUErZS0U/s1600-h/picture049.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180514097002554242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/R-TiH6m9o4I/AAAAAAAAA6I/PGqRUErZS0U/s400/picture049.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; Estou bem assim?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/R-Tibam9o5I/AAAAAAAAA6Q/S6Nau95A0lo/s1600-h/Img02+.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180514432010003346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/R-Tibam9o5I/AAAAAAAAA6Q/S6Nau95A0lo/s400/Img02+.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; Este olhar fica para sempre na nossa memória.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/R-Tiwam9o6I/AAAAAAAAA6Y/p-KXIND7wkU/s1600-h/picture090.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180514792787256226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/R-Tiwam9o6I/AAAAAAAAA6Y/p-KXIND7wkU/s400/picture090.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;                                                 Deste-nos muitas alegrias, brincámos muito todos juntos.&lt;/span&gt;Companheiro de 1 ano e pouco, alegravas os nossos corações, com os teus disparates...Deixas mesmo MUITA saudade. Adeus Lucky!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5056158759239113183-8683315075367660843?l=eupaula-pinguim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eupaula-pinguim.blogspot.com/feeds/8683315075367660843/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5056158759239113183&amp;postID=8683315075367660843' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5056158759239113183/posts/default/8683315075367660843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5056158759239113183/posts/default/8683315075367660843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eupaula-pinguim.blogspot.com/2008/03/homenagem-um-fiel-amigo-que-nos-deixou.html' title='ADEUS LUCKY...'/><author><name>pinguim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02313959484308392056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/SfHXeMDj-kI/AAAAAAAABbU/7RZjZtF_tiI/S220/Imagem+070.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/R-Tg2am9o0I/AAAAAAAAA5o/xrM_FkvDJQg/s72-c/Img008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5056158759239113183.post-8106766809515429278</id><published>2008-03-08T13:03:00.003Z</published><updated>2008-03-08T13:26:05.140Z</updated><title type='text'>MULHER</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/R9KTv07fXRI/AAAAAAAAA44/dJXPIPJzotc/s1600-h/01011170285666%5B1%5D.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/R9KTv07fXRI/AAAAAAAAA44/dJXPIPJzotc/s400/01011170285666%5B1%5D.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175361371673419026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/R9KO_E7fXPI/AAAAAAAAA4o/wI9H7dasDWE/s1600-h/1449778%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/R9KO_E7fXPI/AAAAAAAAA4o/wI9H7dasDWE/s400/1449778%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175356136108285170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MULHER&lt;br /&gt;A MAIS BRILHANTE ESTRELA DO CÉU&lt;br /&gt;A MUSA QUE TODO POETA QUER&lt;br /&gt;A MAIS LINDA OBRA DE DEUS&lt;br /&gt;SIMPLESMENTE, A MULHER.&lt;br /&gt;ANGÚSTIA E SOFRIMENTO&lt;br /&gt;MOSTRÁ-LO ELA NÃO QUER&lt;br /&gt;MAS, O MAIS LINDO SENTIMENTO&lt;br /&gt;ENCONTRA-SE NA MULHER&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5056158759239113183-8106766809515429278?l=eupaula-pinguim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eupaula-pinguim.blogspot.com/feeds/8106766809515429278/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5056158759239113183&amp;postID=8106766809515429278' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5056158759239113183/posts/default/8106766809515429278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5056158759239113183/posts/default/8106766809515429278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eupaula-pinguim.blogspot.com/2008/03/mulher.html' title='MULHER'/><author><name>pinguim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02313959484308392056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/SfHXeMDj-kI/AAAAAAAABbU/7RZjZtF_tiI/S220/Imagem+070.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/R9KTv07fXRI/AAAAAAAAA44/dJXPIPJzotc/s72-c/01011170285666%5B1%5D.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5056158759239113183.post-2131964519775811730</id><published>2008-02-27T11:13:00.007Z</published><updated>2008-02-27T11:59:19.786Z</updated><title type='text'>Curiosidades do Planeta...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/R8VQi4x84ZI/AAAAAAAAA4g/iqpdeScYTqo/s1600-h/terra%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/R8VQi4x84ZI/AAAAAAAAA4g/iqpdeScYTqo/s400/terra%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171628307392553362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; -&lt;a href="http://www.estranho.com/showdetail.asp?ID=821"&gt;A temperatura de um relâmpago é três vezes mais quente do que a superfície do Sol.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;a href="http://www.estranho.com/showdetail.asp?ID=820"&gt;A cada segundo acontecem cerca de 50 a 100 relâmpagos no mundo.&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;a href="http://www.estranho.com/showdetail.asp?ID=819"&gt;A maioria dos relâmpagos tem um comprimento médio de 3 a 5 Km e têm uma corrente de 10.000 amperes a 100 milhões de volts.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/R8VOjYx84WI/AAAAAAAAA4I/W02xxnkVLBY/s1600-h/raio%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/R8VOjYx84WI/AAAAAAAAA4I/W02xxnkVLBY/s400/raio%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171626116959232354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;a href="http://www.estranho.com/showdetail.asp?ID=818"&gt;A espessura de um relâmpago é equivalente à de uma moeda de € 0,50. Parece ser mais largo devido à intensidade da luz.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;a href="http://www.estranho.com/showdetail.asp?ID=817"&gt;Devido à sua densidade uma pessoa flutua mais facilmente na água salgada do que na água doce. Um dos melhores sítios para flutuar é o Mar Morto.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;a href="http://www.estranho.com/showdetail.asp?ID=816"&gt;O Oceano Atlântico é mais salgado que o Pacífico.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;a href="http://www.estranho.com/showdetail.asp?ID=815"&gt;28% da África é selvagem e não explorada. 38% dos EUA é selvagem e não explorado.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;a href="http://www.estranho.com/showdetail.asp?ID=814"&gt;Cresce na Arábia Saudita uma planta cujo pó, resultante das folhas secas moídas, tomadas em pequenas doses, provoca um riso intenso e uma excitação que dura horas. Os pacientes caiem, depois, num longo e pesado sono e, ao acordarem, não se recordam do estado anterior. É a planta do riso.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/R8VOz4x84XI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/QCh8z3vT4nM/s1600-h/7CFCA9ZRA93CA2MQ8DVCAX6TKBCCAQDWDFUCA7H5ZCBCADMMPOQCA7BY2E0CAOQJE1TCA5OCE4ECATLQHNTCA1X8D0PCA1ZI2XMCAZYW1Z9CABBROB2CAB5995ECA3PGHMDCAEZVWY2CAZ7WRNXCAPHWNZ2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/R8VOz4x84XI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/QCh8z3vT4nM/s400/7CFCA9ZRA93CA2MQ8DVCAX6TKBCCAQDWDFUCA7H5ZCBCADMMPOQCA7BY2E0CAOQJE1TCA5OCE4ECATLQHNTCA1X8D0PCA1ZI2XMCAZYW1Z9CABBROB2CAB5995ECA3PGHMDCAEZVWY2CAZ7WRNXCAPHWNZ2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171626400427073906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;a href="http://www.estranho.com/showdetail.asp?ID=813"&gt;O Mar de Sargaço não tem nenhuma linha costeira, ele está situado no meio do Oceano Atlântico, perto dos Açores. As suas águas são quentes limpas e azuis. O Mar é formado pela corrente do Golfo e pela corrente Equatorial Norte, que formam um círculo oval que roda no sentido dos ponteiros do relógio. O Mar de Sargaço também é conhecido como "o deserto flutuante". Apesar de um terço do plâncton do Atlântico ser produzido aqui, não existem nutrientes suficientes para atraír os peixes.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;a href="http://www.estranho.com/showdetail.asp?ID=812"&gt;Apesar do frio que se faz sentir no Polo Norte, seria impossível alguém apanhar uma constipação lá. O vírus da gripe gosta de ambientes um pouco mais amenos. &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;a href="http://www.estranho.com/showdetail.asp?ID=811"&gt;O maior animal que vive na Antártida é a mosca. &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;a href="http://www.estranho.com/showdetail.asp?ID=810"&gt;No Oceano Pacífico, existe uma fossa chamada Challenger que tem uma profundidade de 11.000 metros. A montanha mais alta do planeta é o Monte Everest que mede 8.848 metros.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/R8VPGYx84YI/AAAAAAAAA4Y/sGZdEg4oXno/s1600-h/W5RCAF9XLO0CAUW3MOECAASYV4TCA3HUON8CAZHEWQSCAYDZT30CAKPLQMCCACFVGNBCASKP9IHCASQKO2RCA1NLSDKCAUY53W0CA12NZ0XCA1E4U0CCADTWXNSCA7B5X9DCADJ18Q2CA7TET30CACM7ATW.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/R8VPGYx84YI/AAAAAAAAA4Y/sGZdEg4oXno/s400/W5RCAF9XLO0CAUW3MOECAASYV4TCA3HUON8CAZHEWQSCAYDZT30CAKPLQMCCACFVGNBCASKP9IHCASQKO2RCA1NLSDKCAUY53W0CA12NZ0XCA1E4U0CCADTWXNSCA7B5X9DCADJ18Q2CA7TET30CACM7ATW.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171626718254653826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5056158759239113183-2131964519775811730?l=eupaula-pinguim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eupaula-pinguim.blogspot.com/feeds/2131964519775811730/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5056158759239113183&amp;postID=2131964519775811730' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5056158759239113183/posts/default/2131964519775811730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5056158759239113183/posts/default/2131964519775811730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eupaula-pinguim.blogspot.com/2008/02/curiosidades-do-planeta.html' title='Curiosidades do Planeta...'/><author><name>pinguim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02313959484308392056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/SfHXeMDj-kI/AAAAAAAABbU/7RZjZtF_tiI/S220/Imagem+070.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/R8VQi4x84ZI/AAAAAAAAA4g/iqpdeScYTqo/s72-c/terra%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5056158759239113183.post-6098949200716690186</id><published>2008-02-16T10:58:00.004Z</published><updated>2008-02-16T11:39:49.381Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/R7bK64x84UI/AAAAAAAAA30/nfAcp4eMulM/s1600-h/OqueMeLeva%5B1%5D.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167540735477342530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/R7bK64x84UI/AAAAAAAAA30/nfAcp4eMulM/s400/OqueMeLeva%5B1%5D.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/R7bJHYx84TI/AAAAAAAAA3s/QVe5FS1QRnk/s1600-h/flor105%5B1%5D.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167538751202451762" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/R7bJHYx84TI/AAAAAAAAA3s/QVe5FS1QRnk/s400/flor105%5B1%5D.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;“Nenhum homem é uma ilha isolada; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;cada homem é uma partícula do continente,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;uma parte da terra; se um torrão é arrastado para o mar,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;a Europa fica diminuída, como se fosse um promontório, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;como se fosse a casa dos teus amigos ou a tua própria;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;a morte de qualquer homem diminui-me, porque sou parte do género humano. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                       E por isso não perguntes por quem os sinos dobram; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                                        &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                                                 eles dobram por ti”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                                                                                                        John Donne &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/5056158759239113183-6098949200716690186?l=eupaula-pinguim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eupaula-pinguim.blogspot.com/feeds/6098949200716690186/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5056158759239113183&amp;postID=6098949200716690186' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5056158759239113183/posts/default/6098949200716690186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5056158759239113183/posts/default/6098949200716690186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eupaula-pinguim.blogspot.com/2008/02/nenhum-homem-uma-ilha-isolada-cada.html' title=''/><author><name>pinguim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02313959484308392056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/SfHXeMDj-kI/AAAAAAAABbU/7RZjZtF_tiI/S220/Imagem+070.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/R7bK64x84UI/AAAAAAAAA30/nfAcp4eMulM/s72-c/OqueMeLeva%5B1%5D.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5056158759239113183.post-3340877138328934081</id><published>2008-01-25T10:26:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-01-29T13:26:23.753Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/R5m6KyLfHcI/AAAAAAAAA3c/KoYFCR1oBE4/s1600-h/australia-post.preview%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159359542561021378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/R5m6KyLfHcI/AAAAAAAAA3c/KoYFCR1oBE4/s400/australia-post.preview%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um pai entrou no quarto da sua filha e encontrou uma carta sobre a cama&lt;br /&gt;que dizia o seguinte:&lt;br /&gt;*Queridos pais*,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Com muita pena vos digo que fugi com o meu noivo, encontrei o amor da&lt;br /&gt;minha vida. Estou absolutamente fascinada com os seus piercings,&lt;br /&gt;cicatrizes e tatuagens. Mas não é só, estou grávida de gémeos. Aprendi&lt;br /&gt;também que a Marijuana e a Cocaína não fazem mal a ninguém. Só rezo&lt;br /&gt;para que a Ciência encontre a cura da Sida, o Joaquim merece. Não se&lt;br /&gt;preocupem com o dinheiro, o Joaquim conseguiu que eu entrasse em&lt;br /&gt;filmes com outros amigos, posso ganhar EUR 50,00 à hora, se for com&lt;br /&gt;mais de três homens são EUR 200,00 e se entrar o Pastor Alemão do&lt;br /&gt;Joaquim são EUR 300,00.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não te preocupes mãe. Já tenho 15 anos e sei cuidar de mim mesma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Com muito carinho, a vossa querida filha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* PS: Pai, é uma brincadeira, estou a ver televisão na casa da vizinha,&lt;br /&gt;só queria mostra-te que há coisas piores na vida que as minhas notas.*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Resposta de pai:&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;Dei a carta a ler à tua mãe, teve um AVC e foi internada de urgência,&lt;br /&gt;está entre a vida e a morte. Por causa disso e a conselho dos&lt;br /&gt;advogados foste retirada do testamento. Todas as coisas do teu quarto&lt;br /&gt;foram doadas e também mudámos a fechadura da nossa casa. Não tentes&lt;br /&gt;fazer pagamentos por Multibanco, porque a Conta foi cancelada. Demos&lt;br /&gt;também baixa do teu telemóvel. Demos também a tua colecção de CDs ao&lt;br /&gt;anormal do 5º andar. Podes começar também a pensar em trabalhar, com a&lt;br /&gt;tua idade e com esse corpinho estou certo que trabalho não vai faltar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enfim, espero que sejas muito feliz na tua nova vida.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* PS: Filha querida, claro que é tudo uma brincadeira, a tua mãe está&lt;br /&gt;aqui comigo a ver a novela. Só queríamos mostrar-te que há coisas bem&lt;br /&gt;piores que passares as próximas 3 semanas sem sair de casa, sem ir à&lt;br /&gt;Internet e sem ver televisão por causa das tuas notas e da tua&lt;br /&gt;brincadeira de merda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/R5m6YCLfHdI/AAAAAAAAA3k/p78RJDKypC4/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159359770194288082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/R5m6YCLfHdI/AAAAAAAAA3k/p78RJDKypC4/s400/images.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5056158759239113183-3340877138328934081?l=eupaula-pinguim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eupaula-pinguim.blogspot.com/feeds/3340877138328934081/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5056158759239113183&amp;postID=3340877138328934081' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5056158759239113183/posts/default/3340877138328934081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5056158759239113183/posts/default/3340877138328934081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eupaula-pinguim.blogspot.com/2008/01/um-pai-entrou-no-quarto-da-sua-filha-e.html' title=''/><author><name>pinguim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02313959484308392056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/SfHXeMDj-kI/AAAAAAAABbU/7RZjZtF_tiI/S220/Imagem+070.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/R5m6KyLfHcI/AAAAAAAAA3c/KoYFCR1oBE4/s72-c/australia-post.preview%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5056158759239113183.post-6520146789687906850</id><published>2008-01-19T15:26:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-01-19T15:34:45.008Z</updated><title type='text'>Corrigindo Velhos Ditados......</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/R5IYQWzHk2I/AAAAAAAAA3U/pa7z8XBhLN4/s1600-h/86animation1xd6%5B1%5D.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157211192569598818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/R5IYQWzHk2I/AAAAAAAAA3U/pa7z8XBhLN4/s400/86animation1xd6%5B1%5D.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'"É dando... que se engravida".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'"Quem ri por último... é retardado".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'"Alegria de pobre... é impossível".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'"Quem com ferro fere... não sabe como dói".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'"Em casa de ferreiro... só tem ferro".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'"Quem tem boca... Fala. Quem tem grana é que vai a Roma!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'"Gato escaldado... morre, porra!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'"Quem espera... fica de saco cheio."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'"Quando um não quer... o outro insiste."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'"Os últimos... serão desclassificados."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'"Se Maomé não vai à montanha... é porque ele se mandou pra praia."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'"A esperança... E a sogra são as últimas que morrem."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'"Quem dá aos pobres... cria o filho sozinha."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'"Depois da tempestade... vem a gripe."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'"Devagar.... nunca se chega."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'"Antes tarde... do que mais tarde."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'"Em terra de cego... quem tem um olho é caolho."&lt;br /&gt;'&lt;br /&gt;'"Quem cedo madruga... fica com sono o dia inteiro."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'"Pau que nasce torto... urina no chão."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/R5IXkmzHk1I/AAAAAAAAA3M/-Qxx7TcrImc/s1600-h/86animation1xd6%5B1%5D.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157210440950322002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/R5IXkmzHk1I/AAAAAAAAA3M/-Qxx7TcrImc/s400/86animation1xd6%5B1%5D.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5056158759239113183-6520146789687906850?l=eupaula-pinguim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eupaula-pinguim.blogspot.com/feeds/6520146789687906850/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5056158759239113183&amp;postID=6520146789687906850' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5056158759239113183/posts/default/6520146789687906850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5056158759239113183/posts/default/6520146789687906850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eupaula-pinguim.blogspot.com/2008/01/corrigindo-velhos-ditados.html' title='Corrigindo Velhos Ditados......'/><author><name>pinguim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02313959484308392056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/SfHXeMDj-kI/AAAAAAAABbU/7RZjZtF_tiI/S220/Imagem+070.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/R5IYQWzHk2I/AAAAAAAAA3U/pa7z8XBhLN4/s72-c/86animation1xd6%5B1%5D.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5056158759239113183.post-7460322507552237884</id><published>2008-01-11T13:27:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-01-11T13:38:28.067Z</updated><title type='text'>MUDAM-SE OS TEMPOS- MUDA A ESCRITA!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/R4dvnWzHkyI/AAAAAAAAA20/cWFMA03XxJs/s1600-h/images%5B7%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/R4dvnWzHkyI/AAAAAAAAA20/cWFMA03XxJs/s320/images%5B7%5D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154211020474389282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A partir de janeiro de 2008, Brasil, Portugal e os países da Comunidade dos Países de Língua Portuguesa - Angola, Brasil, Cabo Verde, Guiné-Bissau, Moçambique, São Tomé e Príncipe e Timor Leste terão a ortografia unificada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O português é a terceira língua ocidental mais falada, após o inglês e o espanhol. A ocorrência de ter duas ortografias atrapalha a divulgação do idioma e a sua prática em eventos internacionais. Sua unificação, no entanto, facilitará a definição de critérios para exames e certificados para estrangeiros. Com as modificações propostas no acordo, calcula-se que 1,6% do vocabulário de Portugal seja modificado. No Brasil, a mudança será bem menor: 0,45% das palavras terão a escrita alterada. Mas apesar das mudanças ortográficas, serão conservadas as pronúncias típicas de cada país. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Resumo da ópera - o que muda na ortografia em 2008: &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/R4dv4mzHkzI/AAAAAAAAA28/77z_-Ou315w/s1600-h/41%5B1%5D.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/R4dv4mzHkzI/AAAAAAAAA28/77z_-Ou315w/s400/41%5B1%5D.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154211316827132722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- As paroxítonas terminadas em “o” duplo, por exemplo, não terão mais acento circunflexo. Ao invés de “abençôo”, “enjôo” ou “vôo”, os brasileiros terão que escrever “abençoo”, “enjoo” e “voo”. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- mudam-se as normas para o uso do hífen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Não se usará mais o acento circunflexo nas terceiras pessoas do plural do presente do indicativo ou do subjuntivo dos verbos “crer”, “dar”, “ler”, “ver” e seus decorrentes, ficando correta a grafia “creem”, “deem”, “leem” e “veem”. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Criação de alguns casos de dupla grafia para fazer diferenciação, como o uso do acento agudo na primeira pessoa do plural do pretérito perfeito dos verbos da primeira conjugação, tais como “louvámos” em oposição a “louvamos” e “amámos” em oposição a “amamos”. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- O trema desaparece completamente. Estará correto escrever “linguiça”, “sequência”, “frequência” e “quinquênio” ao invés de lingüiça, seqüência, freqüência e qüinqüênio. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- O alfabeto deixa de ter 23 letras para ter 26, com a incorporação de “k”, “w” e “y”. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- O acento deixará de ser usado para diferenciar “pára” (verbo) de “para” (preposição). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Haverá eliminação do acento agudo nos ditongos abertos “ei” e “oi” de palavras paroxítonas, como “assembléia”, “idéia”, “heróica” e “jibóia”. O certo será assembleia, ideia, heroica e jiboia. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Em Portugal, desaparecem da língua escrita o “c” e o “p” nas palavras onde ele não é pronunciado, como em “acção”, “acto”, “adopção” e “baptismo”. O certo será ação, ato, adoção e batismo. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Também em Portugal elimina-se o “h” inicial de algumas palavras, como em “húmido”, que passará a ser grafado como no Brasil: “úmido”. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Portugal mantém o acento agudo no e e no o tônicos que antecedem m ou n, enquanto o Brasil continua a usar circunflexo nessas palavras: académico/acadêmico, génio/gênio, fenómeno/fenômeno, bónus/bônus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/R4dxDWzHk0I/AAAAAAAAA3E/p-AkMnFh2lM/s1600-h/eyes_roll_pause_md_wht%5B1%5D.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/R4dxDWzHk0I/AAAAAAAAA3E/p-AkMnFh2lM/s400/eyes_roll_pause_md_wht%5B1%5D.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154212601022354242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5056158759239113183-7460322507552237884?l=eupaula-pinguim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eupaula-pinguim.blogspot.com/feeds/7460322507552237884/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5056158759239113183&amp;postID=7460322507552237884' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5056158759239113183/posts/default/7460322507552237884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5056158759239113183/posts/default/7460322507552237884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eupaula-pinguim.blogspot.com/2008/01/mudam-se-os-tempos-muda-escrita.html' title='MUDAM-SE OS TEMPOS- MUDA A ESCRITA!'/><author><name>pinguim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02313959484308392056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/SfHXeMDj-kI/AAAAAAAABbU/7RZjZtF_tiI/S220/Imagem+070.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/R4dvnWzHkyI/AAAAAAAAA20/cWFMA03XxJs/s72-c/images%5B7%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5056158759239113183.post-5010709662981655140</id><published>2008-01-08T12:56:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-01-08T13:23:10.934Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/R4N4_WzHkxI/AAAAAAAAA2s/rtOWwfW-_OE/s1600-h/gof055ly6%5B1%5D.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/R4N4_WzHkxI/AAAAAAAAA2s/rtOWwfW-_OE/s400/gof055ly6%5B1%5D.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153095428489057042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;POEMA PORNOSÉRIO&lt;br /&gt;Quer seja curto ou comprido,&lt;br /&gt;Quer seja fino ou mais grosso,&lt;br /&gt;É um órgão muito querido,&lt;br /&gt;Por não ter espinhas nem osso.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;De incalculável valor,&lt;br /&gt;Ninguém tem um a mais,&lt;br /&gt;E desempenha no amor,&lt;br /&gt;Um dos papéis principais.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando uma dama lhe toca,&lt;br /&gt;Ei-lo a pular com fervor,&lt;br /&gt;Se for um rapaz, estremece,&lt;br /&gt;Se for velho, tem menos vigor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O seu nome não é tão feio,&lt;br /&gt;Pois tem sete letrinhas só,&lt;br /&gt;Tem um R e um A no meio,&lt;br /&gt;Começa em C e acaba em O.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nunca se encontra sozinho,&lt;br /&gt;Vive sempre acompanhado,&lt;br /&gt;Por outros dois orgãozinhos,&lt;br /&gt;Junto de si, lado a lado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O nome destes, porém,&lt;br /&gt;Não gera confusões,&lt;br /&gt;Tem sete letras também,&lt;br /&gt;Tem L e acaba em ÕES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pra acabar com o embalo,&lt;br /&gt;E com as más impressões,&lt;br /&gt;Os órgãos de que eu falo...&lt;br /&gt;São o coração e os pulmões! (Bocage)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Você pensava que era o quê?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mente Poluída&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/R4N2GmzHkwI/AAAAAAAAA2k/HYvaJnEuA0w/s1600-h/gof055ly6%5B1%5D.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153092254508225282" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/R4N2GmzHkwI/AAAAAAAAA2k/HYvaJnEuA0w/s400/gof055ly6%5B1%5D.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5056158759239113183-5010709662981655140?l=eupaula-pinguim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eupaula-pinguim.blogspot.com/feeds/5010709662981655140/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5056158759239113183&amp;postID=5010709662981655140' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5056158759239113183/posts/default/5010709662981655140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5056158759239113183/posts/default/5010709662981655140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eupaula-pinguim.blogspot.com/2008/01/poema-pornosrio-quer-seja-curto-ou.html' title=''/><author><name>pinguim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02313959484308392056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/SfHXeMDj-kI/AAAAAAAABbU/7RZjZtF_tiI/S220/Imagem+070.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/R4N4_WzHkxI/AAAAAAAAA2s/rtOWwfW-_OE/s72-c/gof055ly6%5B1%5D.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5056158759239113183.post-3691739981661398755</id><published>2008-01-04T20:46:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-01-04T20:53:42.824Z</updated><title type='text'>Receita de Ano Novo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/R36cg2zHktI/AAAAAAAAA2M/0ZcR3_RBDqw/s1600-h/barrasnatalmagia55%5B1%5D.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/R36cg2zHktI/AAAAAAAAA2M/0ZcR3_RBDqw/s400/barrasnatalmagia55%5B1%5D.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151727112038093522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Para você ganhar belíssimo Ano Novo&lt;br /&gt;cor de arco-íris, ou da cor da sua paz,&lt;br /&gt;Ano Novo sem comparação como todo o tempo já vivido&lt;br /&gt;(mal vivido ou talvez sem sentido)&lt;br /&gt;para você ganhar um ano&lt;br /&gt;não apenas pintado de novo, remendado às carreiras,&lt;br /&gt;mas novo nas sementinhas do vir-a-ser,&lt;br /&gt;novo &lt;br /&gt;até no coração das coisas menos percebidas&lt;br /&gt;(a começar pelo seu interior)&lt;br /&gt;novo espontâneo, que de tão perfeito nem se nota,&lt;br /&gt;mas com ele se come, se passeia,&lt;br /&gt;se ama, se compreende, se trabalha,&lt;br /&gt;você não precisa beber champanha ou qualquer outra birita,&lt;br /&gt;não precisa expedir nem receber mensagens&lt;br /&gt;(planta recebe mensagens?&lt;br /&gt;passa telegramas?).&lt;br /&gt;Não precisa fazer lista de boas intenções&lt;br /&gt;para arquivá-las na gaveta.&lt;br /&gt;Não precisa chorar de arrependido&lt;br /&gt;pelas besteiras consumadas&lt;br /&gt;nem parvamente acreditar&lt;br /&gt;que por decreto da esperança&lt;br /&gt;a partir de janeiro as coisas mudem&lt;br /&gt;e seja tudo claridade, recompensa,&lt;br /&gt;justiça entre os homens e as nações,&lt;br /&gt;liberdade com cheiro e gosto de pão matinal,&lt;br /&gt;direitos respeitados, começando&lt;br /&gt;pelo direito augusto de viver.&lt;br /&gt;Para ganhar um ano-novo&lt;br /&gt;que mereça este nome,&lt;br /&gt;você, meu caro, tem de merecê-lo,&lt;br /&gt;tem de fazê-lo de novo, eu sei que não é fácil,&lt;br /&gt;mas tente, experimente, consciente.&lt;br /&gt;É dentro de você que o Ano Novo&lt;br /&gt;cochila e espera desde sempre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/R36cHGzHksI/AAAAAAAAA2E/UP5EzMOMsf4/s1600-h/feliz_ano_novo%5B1%5D.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/R36cHGzHksI/AAAAAAAAA2E/UP5EzMOMsf4/s400/feliz_ano_novo%5B1%5D.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151726669656462018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5056158759239113183-3691739981661398755?l=eupaula-pinguim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eupaula-pinguim.blogspot.com/feeds/3691739981661398755/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5056158759239113183&amp;postID=3691739981661398755' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5056158759239113183/posts/default/3691739981661398755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5056158759239113183/posts/default/3691739981661398755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eupaula-pinguim.blogspot.com/2008/01/receita-de-ano-novo.html' title='Receita de Ano Novo'/><author><name>pinguim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02313959484308392056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/SfHXeMDj-kI/AAAAAAAABbU/7RZjZtF_tiI/S220/Imagem+070.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/R36cg2zHktI/AAAAAAAAA2M/0ZcR3_RBDqw/s72-c/barrasnatalmagia55%5B1%5D.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5056158759239113183.post-165942277457015590</id><published>2007-12-24T11:07:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-12-24T11:44:28.518Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/R2-alGzHknI/AAAAAAAAA1c/PD9vXwvOXys/s1600-h/barrasnatalmagia43%5B1%5D.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147502861378622066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/R2-alGzHknI/AAAAAAAAA1c/PD9vXwvOXys/s400/barrasnatalmagia43%5B1%5D.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;NATAL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Minha mãe curvou-se para me levantar:&lt;br /&gt;Olha o presépio, filho, é Natal.&lt;br /&gt;Havia uma grutinha com gentes e animais;&lt;br /&gt;Ficava no alto de uns grandes degraus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu entendia tudo do pequeno altar:&lt;br /&gt;Três reis traziam presentes porque era Natal.&lt;br /&gt;Uma estrela pendurada era para fazer sinais.&lt;br /&gt;E dentro, um bebezinho sério... porque era Deus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Só não compreendi porque Jesus&lt;br /&gt;Quis vir ao mundo em forma de menino.&lt;br /&gt;Podia vir já grande, como o meu pai.&lt;br /&gt;Ou mesmo um anjo em luz ao som de um hino.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tantos Natais já se passaram,&lt;br /&gt;Tantos presentes já ganharam&lt;br /&gt;Tantos presépios já fizeram,&lt;br /&gt;Tantas crianças já nasceram.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/R2-bgGzHkoI/AAAAAAAAA1k/_Ce-Tv0mGzQ/s1600-h/23blinkiesnatalmagiagifs%5B1%5D.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147503874990903938" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/R2-bgGzHkoI/AAAAAAAAA1k/_Ce-Tv0mGzQ/s400/23blinkiesnatalmagiagifs%5B1%5D.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Os degraus não mais são grandes,&lt;br /&gt;As estrelas não mostram caminhos,&lt;br /&gt;Os reis não dão presentes...&lt;br /&gt;... Mas um bebê sorri abrindo os bracinhos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu me curvei pra levantar&lt;br /&gt;Com muito amor o pequenino.&lt;br /&gt;Somente então compreendi porque&lt;br /&gt;Jesus quis vir em forma de menino. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/R2-aQWzHkmI/AAAAAAAAA1U/Qs7fyCiZv90/s1600-h/barrasnatalmagia8%5B1%5D.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147502504896336482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/R2-aQWzHkmI/AAAAAAAAA1U/Qs7fyCiZv90/s400/barrasnatalmagia8%5B1%5D.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5056158759239113183-165942277457015590?l=eupaula-pinguim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eupaula-pinguim.blogspot.com/feeds/165942277457015590/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5056158759239113183&amp;postID=165942277457015590' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5056158759239113183/posts/default/165942277457015590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5056158759239113183/posts/default/165942277457015590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eupaula-pinguim.blogspot.com/2007/12/natal-minha-me-curvou-se-para-me.html' title=''/><author><name>pinguim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02313959484308392056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/SfHXeMDj-kI/AAAAAAAABbU/7RZjZtF_tiI/S220/Imagem+070.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/R2-alGzHknI/AAAAAAAAA1c/PD9vXwvOXys/s72-c/barrasnatalmagia43%5B1%5D.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5056158759239113183.post-5124498004225283163</id><published>2007-12-14T12:20:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-12-14T12:28:07.071Z</updated><title type='text'>REFLECTE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/R2J1gmzHkkI/AAAAAAAAA1E/6lQBExPG_1U/s1600-h/1589470%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143802927441744450" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/R2J1gmzHkkI/AAAAAAAAA1E/6lQBExPG_1U/s400/1589470%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        &lt;br /&gt;"O tempo é algo que não volta atrás...&lt;br /&gt;por isso planta o teu jardim e decora a&lt;br /&gt;tua alma ao invés de esperares que alguém te mande flores...."&lt;br /&gt;( W.Shekespeare)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5056158759239113183-5124498004225283163?l=eupaula-pinguim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eupaula-pinguim.blogspot.com/feeds/5124498004225283163/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5056158759239113183&amp;postID=5124498004225283163' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5056158759239113183/posts/default/5124498004225283163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5056158759239113183/posts/default/5124498004225283163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eupaula-pinguim.blogspot.com/2007/12/reflecte.html' title='REFLECTE'/><author><name>pinguim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02313959484308392056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/SfHXeMDj-kI/AAAAAAAABbU/7RZjZtF_tiI/S220/Imagem+070.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/R2J1gmzHkkI/AAAAAAAAA1E/6lQBExPG_1U/s72-c/1589470%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5056158759239113183.post-4384777323870736961</id><published>2007-12-05T11:19:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-12-05T11:34:19.269Z</updated><title type='text'>PARABÈNS FILIPE!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/R1aLOIIQk_I/AAAAAAAAA0o/_t5C0f0hPo0/s1600-h/DSC00313.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/R1aLOIIQk_I/AAAAAAAAA0o/_t5C0f0hPo0/s400/DSC00313.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140449099506553842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fez ontem 14 anos que fui mãe pela 1ª vez.&lt;br /&gt;Não há definição para tal sentimento.&lt;br /&gt;Passaram 14 anos, parece que foi ontem.&lt;br /&gt;    Um beijo para ti filho!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                             &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/R1aMXYIQlAI/AAAAAAAAA0w/RTgDwAS0yZU/s1600-h/aniversario6%5B1%5D.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/R1aMXYIQlAI/AAAAAAAAA0w/RTgDwAS0yZU/s400/aniversario6%5B1%5D.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140450357931971586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5056158759239113183-4384777323870736961?l=eupaula-pinguim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eupaula-pinguim.blogspot.com/feeds/4384777323870736961/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5056158759239113183&amp;postID=4384777323870736961' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5056158759239113183/posts/default/4384777323870736961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5056158759239113183/posts/default/4384777323870736961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eupaula-pinguim.blogspot.com/2007/12/parbns-filipe.html' title='PARABÈNS FILIPE!'/><author><name>pinguim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02313959484308392056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/SfHXeMDj-kI/AAAAAAAABbU/7RZjZtF_tiI/S220/Imagem+070.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/R1aLOIIQk_I/AAAAAAAAA0o/_t5C0f0hPo0/s72-c/DSC00313.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5056158759239113183.post-5161699389772226835</id><published>2007-11-30T10:54:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-11-30T11:51:55.119Z</updated><title type='text'>Não Somos Assim Tão Velhos! O que é que se passou?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/R0_210Ab_oI/AAAAAAAAAz4/QBiCt26TAAs/s1600-R/corrida_rolamen[1].jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138597104207003266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/R0_210Ab_oI/AAAAAAAAAz4/AVLXx_xXa9M/s400/corrida_rolamen%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nasceste antes de 1986?&lt;br /&gt;Então lê isto...&lt;br /&gt;Se não tens...lê na mesma..&lt;br /&gt;Esta merece!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deliciem-se...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nascidos antes de 1986. De acordo com os reguladores e burocratas de hoje,&lt;br /&gt;todos nós que nascemos nos anos 60, 70 e princípios de 80, não devíamos ter&lt;br /&gt;sobrevivido até hoje, porque as nossas caminhas de bebé eram pintadas com&lt;br /&gt;cores bonitas, em tinta à base de chumbo que nós muitas vezes lambíamos e&lt;br /&gt;mordíamos.&lt;br /&gt;Não tínhamos frascos de medicamentos com tampas "à prova de crianças", ou&lt;br /&gt;fechos nos armários e podíamos brincar com as panelas.&lt;br /&gt;Quando andávamos de bicicleta, não usávamos capacetes.&lt;br /&gt;Quando éramos pequenos viajávamos em carros sem cintos e airbags, viajar á&lt;br /&gt;frente era um bónus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/R0_3JEAb_pI/AAAAAAAAA0A/MaWT65J4Uog/s1600-R/Jogo_04_Berlinde[1].jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138597434919485074" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/R0_3JEAb_pI/AAAAAAAAA0A/aSlgtjSNUNo/s200/Jogo_04_Berlinde%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Bebíamos água da mangueira do jardim e não da garrafa e sabia bem.&lt;br /&gt;Comíamos batatas fritas, pão com manteiga e bebíamos gasosa com açúcar, mas&lt;br /&gt;nunca engordávamos porque estávamos sempre a brincar lá fora.&lt;br /&gt;Partilhávamos garrafas e copos com os amigos e nunca morremos disso.&lt;br /&gt;Passávamos horas a fazer carrinhos de rolamentose depois andávamos a grande&lt;br /&gt;velocidade pelo monte abaixo, para só depois nos lembrarmos que esquecemos&lt;br /&gt;de&lt;br /&gt;montar uns travões. Depois de acabarmos num silvado aprendíamos.&lt;br /&gt;Saíamos de casa de manhã e brincávamos o dia todo, desde que estivéssemos em&lt;br /&gt;casa&lt;br /&gt;antes de escurecer.&lt;br /&gt;Estávamos incontactáveis e ninguém se importava com isso.&lt;br /&gt;Não tínhamos PlayStation, X Box.&lt;br /&gt;Nada de 40 canais de televisão, filmes de vídeo, home cinema, telemóveis,&lt;br /&gt;computadores, DVD, Chat na Internet.&lt;br /&gt;Tínhamos amigos - se os quiséssemos encontrar íamos á rua.&lt;br /&gt;Jogávamos ao elástico e à barra e a bola até doía!&lt;br /&gt;Caíamos das árvores, cortávamo-nos, e até partíamos ossosmas sempre sem&lt;br /&gt;processos em tribunal.&lt;br /&gt;Havia lutas com punhos mas sem sermos processados. Batíamos ás portas de&lt;br /&gt;vizinhos e fugíamos e tínhamos mesmo medo de sermos apanhados.&lt;br /&gt;Íamos a pé para casa dos amigos.&lt;br /&gt;Acreditem ou não íamos a pé para a escola;&lt;br /&gt;Não esperávamos que a mamã ou o papá nos levassem.&lt;br /&gt;Criávamos jogos com paus e bolas.&lt;br /&gt;Se infringíssemos a lei era impensável os nossos pais nos safarem. Eles&lt;br /&gt;estavam do lado da lei.&lt;br /&gt;Esta geração produziu os melhores inventores e desenrascados de sempre.&lt;br /&gt;Os últimos 50 anos têm sido uma explosão de inovação e ideias novas.&lt;br /&gt;Tínhamos liberdade, fracasso, sucesso e responsabilidade e aprendemos a&lt;br /&gt;lidar com tudo.&lt;br /&gt;És um deles?&lt;br /&gt;Parabéns!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/R0_3eUAb_qI/AAAAAAAAA0I/4QTbDBnVNOo/s1600-R/Jogo_05_Piao[1].jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138597799991705250" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/R0_3eUAb_qI/AAAAAAAAA0I/S310cNdZd5Q/s200/Jogo_05_Piao%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Passa esta mensagem a outros que tiveram a sorte de crescer como verdadeiras&lt;br /&gt;crianças, antes dos advogados e governos regularem as nossas vidas, "para&lt;br /&gt;nosso bem".&lt;br /&gt;Para todos os outros que não têm idade suficiente pensei que gostassem de&lt;br /&gt;ler acerca de nós.&lt;br /&gt;Isto, meus amigos é surpreendentemente medonho... E talvez ponha um sorriso&lt;br /&gt;nos vossos lábios.&lt;br /&gt;A maioria dos estudantes que estão hoje nas universidades nasceu em 1986.&lt;br /&gt;Chamam-se jovens.&lt;br /&gt;Nunca ouviram "we are the world" e uptown girl conhecem de westlife e não de&lt;br /&gt;Billy Joel.&lt;br /&gt;Nunca ouviram falar de Rick Astley, Banarama ou Belinda Carlisle.&lt;br /&gt;Para eles sempre houve uma Alemanha e um Vietname.&lt;br /&gt;A SIDA sempre existiu.&lt;br /&gt;Os CD's sempre existiram.&lt;br /&gt;O Michael Jackson sempre foi branco.&lt;br /&gt;Para eles o John Travolta sempre foi redondo e não conseguem imaginar que&lt;br /&gt;aquele gordo fosse um dia um deus da dança.&lt;br /&gt;Acreditam que Missão impossível e Anjos de Charlie são filmes do ano&lt;br /&gt;passado.&lt;br /&gt;Não conseguem imaginar a vida sem computadores.&lt;br /&gt;Não acreditam que houve televisão a preto e branco.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Agora vamos ver se estamos a ficar velhos:&lt;br /&gt;1. Entendes o que está escrito acima e sorris.&lt;br /&gt;2. Precisas de dormir mais depois de uma noitada.&lt;br /&gt;3. Os teus amigos estão casados ou a casar.&lt;br /&gt;4. Surpreende-te ver crianças tão á vontade com computadores.&lt;br /&gt;5. Abanas a cabeça ao ver adolescentes com telemóveis.&lt;br /&gt;6. Lembras-te da Gabriela (a primeira vez).&lt;br /&gt;7. Encontras amigos e falas dos bons velhos tempos.&lt;br /&gt;8. Vais encaminhar este e-mail para outros amigos porque achas que vão&lt;br /&gt;gostar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SIM ESTÁS A FICAR VELHO heheheh , mas tivemos uma infância do caraças &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/R0_3zUAb_rI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/U0PNLdGwK-Q/s1600-R/Jogo_02_Macaca%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/R0_3zUAb_rI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/xAmrji-R4WY/s200/Jogo_02_Macaca%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138598160768958130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/R0_5PkAb_tI/AAAAAAAAA0g/jCsWW9dCzJE/s1600-R/barraa20%5B1%5D.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/R0_5PkAb_tI/AAAAAAAAA0g/E4YCpHjCLQY/s400/barraa20%5B1%5D.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138599745611890386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5056158759239113183-5161699389772226835?l=eupaula-pinguim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eupaula-pinguim.blogspot.com/feeds/5161699389772226835/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5056158759239113183&amp;postID=5161699389772226835' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5056158759239113183/posts/default/5161699389772226835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5056158759239113183/posts/default/5161699389772226835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eupaula-pinguim.blogspot.com/2007/11/no-somos-assim-to-velhos-o-que-que-se.html' title='Não Somos Assim Tão Velhos! O que é que se passou?'/><author><name>pinguim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02313959484308392056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/SfHXeMDj-kI/AAAAAAAABbU/7RZjZtF_tiI/S220/Imagem+070.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/R0_210Ab_oI/AAAAAAAAAz4/AVLXx_xXa9M/s72-c/corrida_rolamen%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5056158759239113183.post-4914899711502835372</id><published>2007-11-24T13:13:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-11-24T13:46:51.491Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/R0grQ8OYluI/AAAAAAAAAzw/Gg3QTpALUD4/s1600-h/t1571702%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/R0grQ8OYluI/AAAAAAAAAzw/Gg3QTpALUD4/s400/t1571702%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136402945060411106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/R0glCcOYlsI/AAAAAAAAAzg/087sFsDgDqs/s1600-h/t1454965[1].jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136396098882541250" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/R0glCcOYlsI/AAAAAAAAAzg/087sFsDgDqs/s400/t1454965%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.: Provérbios para gente culta :.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Expõe-me com quem deambulas e a tua idiossincrasia augurarei.&lt;br /&gt;(Diz-me com quem andas e dir-te-ei quem és)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Espécime avícola na cavidade metacárpica, supera os congéneres revolteando em duplicado.&lt;br /&gt;(Mais vale um pássaro na mão, que dois a voar)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Ausência de percepção ocular, insensibiliza órgão cardial.&lt;br /&gt;(Olhos que não vêem, coração que não sente)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Equídeo objecto de dádiva, não é passível de observação odontológica.&lt;br /&gt;(A cavalo dado não se olham o dente)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* O globo ocular do proprietário torna obesos os bovinos.&lt;br /&gt;(O olho do amo engorda o gado)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Idêntico ascendente, idêntico descendente.&lt;br /&gt;(Tal pai, tal filho)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Descendente de espécime piscícola sabe locomover-se em líquido inorgânico.&lt;br /&gt;(Filho de peixe sabe nadar)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Pequena leguminosa seca após pequena leguminosa seca atesta a capacidade de ingestão de espécie avícola.&lt;br /&gt;(Grão a grão enche a galinha o papo)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/R0glXcOYltI/AAAAAAAAAzo/bwhSWFuF07s/s1600-h/t1302948[1].jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136396459659794130" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/R0glXcOYltI/AAAAAAAAAzo/bwhSWFuF07s/s400/t1302948%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Tem o monarca no baixo ventre.&lt;br /&gt;(Tem o rei na barriga)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5056158759239113183-4914899711502835372?l=eupaula-pinguim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eupaula-pinguim.blogspot.com/feeds/4914899711502835372/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5056158759239113183&amp;postID=4914899711502835372' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5056158759239113183/posts/default/4914899711502835372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5056158759239113183/posts/default/4914899711502835372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eupaula-pinguim.blogspot.com/2007/11/blog-post_24.html' title=''/><author><name>pinguim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02313959484308392056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/SfHXeMDj-kI/AAAAAAAABbU/7RZjZtF_tiI/S220/Imagem+070.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/R0grQ8OYluI/AAAAAAAAAzw/Gg3QTpALUD4/s72-c/t1571702%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5056158759239113183.post-2497991012806898577</id><published>2007-11-16T14:13:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-11-16T14:15:21.463Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>16.11.2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/Rz2lva0_RdI/AAAAAAAAAzY/ZdS6VXAVAtA/s1600-h/0004pe1k%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/Rz2lva0_RdI/AAAAAAAAAzY/ZdS6VXAVAtA/s400/0004pe1k%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133441384346240466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5056158759239113183-2497991012806898577?l=eupaula-pinguim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eupaula-pinguim.blogspot.com/feeds/2497991012806898577/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5056158759239113183&amp;postID=2497991012806898577' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5056158759239113183/posts/default/2497991012806898577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5056158759239113183/posts/default/2497991012806898577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eupaula-pinguim.blogspot.com/2007/11/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>pinguim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02313959484308392056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/SfHXeMDj-kI/AAAAAAAABbU/7RZjZtF_tiI/S220/Imagem+070.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/Rz2lva0_RdI/AAAAAAAAAzY/ZdS6VXAVAtA/s72-c/0004pe1k%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5056158759239113183.post-7381115145864861977</id><published>2007-11-13T13:06:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-11-13T13:08:16.581Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/RzmhiheddFI/AAAAAAAAAzQ/pGe_MMgtOWY/s1600-h/BP_13+Potrait+of+Sir+Winston+Churchill[1].jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132310864839144530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/RzmhiheddFI/AAAAAAAAAzQ/pGe_MMgtOWY/s400/BP_13%2BPotrait%2Bof%2BSir%2BWinston%2BChurchill%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Um pessimista vê dificuldades em todas as oportunidades ; um optimista vê oportunidades em todas dificuldades. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Winston Churchill)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5056158759239113183-7381115145864861977?l=eupaula-pinguim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eupaula-pinguim.blogspot.com/feeds/7381115145864861977/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5056158759239113183&amp;postID=7381115145864861977' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5056158759239113183/posts/default/7381115145864861977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5056158759239113183/posts/default/7381115145864861977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eupaula-pinguim.blogspot.com/2007/11/um-pessimista-v-dificuldades-em-todas.html' title=''/><author><name>pinguim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02313959484308392056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/SfHXeMDj-kI/AAAAAAAABbU/7RZjZtF_tiI/S220/Imagem+070.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/RzmhiheddFI/AAAAAAAAAzQ/pGe_MMgtOWY/s72-c/BP_13%2BPotrait%2Bof%2BSir%2BWinston%2BChurchill%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5056158759239113183.post-5100909421355474246</id><published>2007-11-03T11:50:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-11-03T11:56:51.193Z</updated><title type='text'>Pensamentos do dia</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/RyxhtPivTBI/AAAAAAAAAzI/QyJ7BTVDvg4/s1600-h/86animation1xd6[1].gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128581505562397714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/RyxhtPivTBI/AAAAAAAAAzI/QyJ7BTVDvg4/s400/86animation1xd6%5B1%5D.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ninguém pode ver nem compreender nos outros o que ele próprio não tiver vivido.&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                              Hermann Hesse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A confiança que temos em nós mesmos, reflecte-se em grande parte, na confiança que temos nos outros.&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                              François La Rochefoucauld&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O péssimista queixa-se do vento, o optimista espera que ele mude e o realista ajusta as velas.&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                            Willian George Ward&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5056158759239113183-5100909421355474246?l=eupaula-pinguim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eupaula-pinguim.blogspot.com/feeds/5100909421355474246/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5056158759239113183&amp;postID=5100909421355474246' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5056158759239113183/posts/default/5100909421355474246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5056158759239113183/posts/default/5100909421355474246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eupaula-pinguim.blogspot.com/2007/11/pensamentos-do-dia.html' title='Pensamentos do dia'/><author><name>pinguim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02313959484308392056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/SfHXeMDj-kI/AAAAAAAABbU/7RZjZtF_tiI/S220/Imagem+070.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/RyxhtPivTBI/AAAAAAAAAzI/QyJ7BTVDvg4/s72-c/86animation1xd6%5B1%5D.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5056158759239113183.post-7893845800148723333</id><published>2007-10-31T13:22:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-10-31T16:32:30.216Z</updated><title type='text'>HALLOWEEN</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/Ryitw_ivTAI/AAAAAAAAAzA/kqSu4uxFHZg/s1600-h/orkutmagiahallo5%5B1%5D.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/Ryitw_ivTAI/AAAAAAAAAzA/kqSu4uxFHZg/s400/orkutmagiahallo5%5B1%5D.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127539232963775490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/RyisEfivS_I/AAAAAAAAAy4/YB5XVloBlfA/s1600-h/info_clip_image002%5B1%5D.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/RyisEfivS_I/AAAAAAAAAy4/YB5XVloBlfA/s400/info_clip_image002%5B1%5D.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127537368947969010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/RyioovivS7I/AAAAAAAAAyY/WyAnQoHiCGo/s1600-h/cat4he2%5B1%5D.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/RyioovivS7I/AAAAAAAAAyY/WyAnQoHiCGo/s400/cat4he2%5B1%5D.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127533593671715762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;História Resumida do Halloween:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O dia das bruxas, é festejado na noite de 31 de Outubro. Teve origem nos antigos povos da Grã-Bretanha e Irlanda, que acreditavam que, a véspera do Dia de Todos os Santos, os espíritos voltavam para suas casas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/Ryino_ivS5I/AAAAAAAAAyI/tDLUYzLOH3s/s1600-h/pumpkin2%5B1%5D.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/Ryino_ivS5I/AAAAAAAAAyI/tDLUYzLOH3s/s400/pumpkin2%5B1%5D.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127532498455055250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aos poucos, a comemoração foi-se tornando pública e muitos rituais começaram a ser praticados, mas sempre em tom de brincadeira, como adivinhas e jogos para saber quem iria casar ou ganhar muito dinheiro naquele ano.&lt;br /&gt;Com isso o costume de festejar a data foi ganhando adeptos, principalmente entre crianças e adolescentes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/RyiqS_ivS-I/AAAAAAAAAyw/v4SrYBe_Agg/s1600-h/orkutmagiahallo4%5B1%5D.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/RyiqS_ivS-I/AAAAAAAAAyw/v4SrYBe_Agg/s400/orkutmagiahallo4%5B1%5D.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127535419032816610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Levado para os Estados Unidos pelos colonizadores, o Halloween é, hoje em dia, uma das festas mais populares do país. Fantasiados conforme manda o figurino fantasmagórico, meninos e meninas percorrem as casas vizinhas repetindo a frase: "Trick or Treat?" (travessuras ou gostosuras), e recebem doces em troca do sossego dos donos da casa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/RyiUPvivS3I/AAAAAAAAAx4/lTBE-U2OfEU/s1600-h/orkutmagiahallo8%5B1%5D.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/RyiUPvivS3I/AAAAAAAAAx4/lTBE-U2OfEU/s400/orkutmagiahallo8%5B1%5D.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127511173942430578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;História desenvolvida do Dia das Bruxas&lt;br /&gt;A palavra halloween é originária do inglês, onde é a contração de duas palavras: hallowed - santo e o final "e'en" - noite, ou "All Hallow Eve", que significa Noite de Todos os Santos. É comemorada no dia 31 de Outubro.Tem origem há centenas de anos atrás, onde é hoje a Grã Bretanha e o norte da França. Lá viviam os celtas. Os celtas comemoravam o Halloween. Eles tinham uma religião chamada Wicca. Os sacerdotes wiccas eram chamados druidas. 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/RyiTq_ivS2I/AAAAAAAAAxw/PegL9UJ5-_U/s1600-h/magiahousemouse24%5B1%5D.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/RyiTq_ivS2I/AAAAAAAAAxw/PegL9UJ5-_U/s320/magiahousemouse24%5B1%5D.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127510542582238050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Para os wiccas, existe um Princípio Criador, que não tem nome e está além de todas as definições. Desse princípio surgiram as duas grandes olaridades, que deram origem ao Universo e a todas as formas de vida: o Princípio Feminino ou Grande Mãe e o Princípio Masculino ou deus Cornífero. Os wiccas acreditam que A Grande Mãe representa a Energia Universal Geradora, o Útero de toda criação. É associada aos mistérios da Lua, da intuição, da noite, da escuridão e da receptividade. A Deusa se mostra com três faces: a Virgem, a Mãe e a Velha Sábia (relacionada à bruxa, na imaginação popular). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/RyioK_ivS6I/AAAAAAAAAyQ/nZ-_Aq3aSSk/s1600-h/engracadosmagia139%5B1%5D.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/RyioK_ivS6I/AAAAAAAAAyQ/nZ-_Aq3aSSk/s400/engracadosmagia139%5B1%5D.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127533082570607522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5056158759239113183-7893845800148723333?l=eupaula-pinguim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eupaula-pinguim.blogspot.com/feeds/7893845800148723333/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5056158759239113183&amp;postID=7893845800148723333' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5056158759239113183/posts/default/7893845800148723333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5056158759239113183/posts/default/7893845800148723333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eupaula-pinguim.blogspot.com/2007/10/halloween.html' title='HALLOWEEN'/><author><name>pinguim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02313959484308392056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/SfHXeMDj-kI/AAAAAAAABbU/7RZjZtF_tiI/S220/Imagem+070.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/Ryitw_ivTAI/AAAAAAAAAzA/kqSu4uxFHZg/s72-c/orkutmagiahallo5%5B1%5D.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5056158759239113183.post-2591244853646288384</id><published>2007-10-29T19:15:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-10-29T19:55:51.789Z</updated><title type='text'>LEMBRAM-SE??</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/RyY6fPivS0I/AAAAAAAAAxg/SpSeup7HVek/s1600-h/0001y4hk%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/RyY6fPivS0I/AAAAAAAAAxg/SpSeup7HVek/s400/0001y4hk%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126849534230481730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pedra filosofal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eles não sabem que o sonho&lt;br /&gt;é uma constante da vida&lt;br /&gt;tão concreta e definida&lt;br /&gt;como outra coisa qualquer,&lt;br /&gt;como esta pedra cinzenta&lt;br /&gt;em que me sento e descanso,&lt;br /&gt;como este ribeiro manso&lt;br /&gt;em serenos sobressaltos,&lt;br /&gt;como estes pinheiros altos&lt;br /&gt;que em verde e oiro se agitam,&lt;br /&gt;como estas aves que gritam&lt;br /&gt;em bebedeiras de azul.&lt;br /&gt;Eles não sabem que o sonho&lt;br /&gt;é vinho, é espuma, é fermento,&lt;br /&gt;bichinho álacre e sedento,&lt;br /&gt;de focinho pontiagudo,&lt;br /&gt;que fossa através de tudo&lt;br /&gt;num perpétuo movimento.&lt;br /&gt;Eles não sabem que o sonho&lt;br /&gt;é tela, é cor, é pincel,&lt;br /&gt;base, fuste, capitel,&lt;br /&gt;arco em ogiva, vitral,&lt;br /&gt;pináculo de catedral,&lt;br /&gt;contraponto, sinfonia,&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/RyY6R_ivSzI/AAAAAAAAAxY/Zq6m7AIQITI/s1600-h/casaldancando%5B1%5D.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/RyY6R_ivSzI/AAAAAAAAAxY/Zq6m7AIQITI/s200/casaldancando%5B1%5D.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126849306597215026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;máscara grega, magia,&lt;br /&gt;que é retorta de alquimista,&lt;br /&gt;mapa do mundo distante,&lt;br /&gt;rosa-dos-ventos, Infante,&lt;br /&gt;caravela quinhentista,&lt;br /&gt;que é Cabo da Boa Esperança,&lt;br /&gt;ouro, canela, marfim,&lt;br /&gt;florete de espadachim,&lt;br /&gt;bastidor, passo de dança,&lt;br /&gt;Colombina e Arlequim,&lt;br /&gt;passarola voadora,&lt;br /&gt;pára-raios, locomotiva,&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/RyY5qvivSyI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/gYLg2yK8B2U/s1600-h/images%5B73%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/RyY5qvivSyI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/gYLg2yK8B2U/s200/images%5B73%5D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126848632287349538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;barco de proa festiva,&lt;br /&gt;alto-forno, geradora,&lt;br /&gt;cisão do átomo, radar,&lt;br /&gt;ultra-som, televisão,&lt;br /&gt;desembarque em foguetão&lt;br /&gt;na superfície lunar.&lt;br /&gt;Eles não sabem, nem sonham,&lt;br /&gt;que o sonho comanda a vida.&lt;br /&gt;Que sempre que um homem sonha&lt;br /&gt;o mundo pula e avança&lt;br /&gt;como bola colorida&lt;br /&gt;entre as mãos de uma criança.&lt;br /&gt;António Gedeão &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/RyY5UPivSxI/AAAAAAAAAxI/tsmPFxIvhhY/s1600-h/logo_bonecos1%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; 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Porquê??????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/RyIbTPivStI/AAAAAAAAAwo/Eltlm_cPyTU/s1600-h/relogio[1].jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125689343304747730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/RyIbTPivStI/AAAAAAAAAwo/Eltlm_cPyTU/s400/relogio%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O conceito básico de meio-dia é a altura do dia em que o Sol se encontra no ponto cardeal Sul, formando o ângulo mais elevado em relação à Terra. No entanto, nos nossos relógios, isto não acontece devido à existência dos fusos horários, em que a mesma hora é implementada numa certa área de longitude. No séc. XIX, a hora era regida pelo Sol, sendo mais real. No entanto, “isto originava uma situação muito engraçada: era necessário que todos mudassem a hora dos seus relógios ao deslocarem-se para uma cidade com longitude minimamente diferente, tendo, por exemplo, de acertar os relógios quando viajassem de Lisboa para Santarém.”&lt;br /&gt;Muita gente desconhece o motivo da existência de Horário de Verão e do Horário de Inverno. Foi decretado, por convenção, que os países tivessem horário de Verão diferente do horário de Inverno, no interesse, essencialmente, dos países nórdicos, de modo a terem mais tempo útil diurno. Deste modo, no último domingo de Março adiantam-se os relógios uma hora e no último domingo de Outubro atrasam-se uma hora. Foram realizados estudos em relação às consequências nos portugueses. Em termos económico-sociais não se obtém qualquer vantagem ou desvantagem.&lt;br /&gt;No entanto, as consequências negativas tornar-se-iam notórias: sair de casa para o trabalho e ainda ser noite cerrada (às 9:00 ainda não se veria o sol e às 7:00 só se veriam estrelas) e ser dia até às 21:00 ou 22:00 da noite (só estando noite cerrada às 24:00). “O corpo tem uma química de actividade que se activa com o sol, por isso sem luz, as pessoas não tinham produtividade, o mesmo acontecendo à noite, não produzindo os químicos para dormir”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/RyIc-_ivSuI/AAAAAAAAAww/wTQEsUYFo4Y/s1600-h/preguica[1].jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125691194435652322" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/RyIc-_ivSuI/AAAAAAAAAww/wTQEsUYFo4Y/s400/preguica%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5056158759239113183-3440281803768427108?l=eupaula-pinguim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eupaula-pinguim.blogspot.com/feeds/3440281803768427108/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5056158759239113183&amp;postID=3440281803768427108' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5056158759239113183/posts/default/3440281803768427108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5056158759239113183/posts/default/3440281803768427108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eupaula-pinguim.blogspot.com/2007/10/mudana-da-hora.html' title='MUDANÇA DA HORA'/><author><name>pinguim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02313959484308392056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/SfHXeMDj-kI/AAAAAAAABbU/7RZjZtF_tiI/S220/Imagem+070.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/RyIbTPivStI/AAAAAAAAAwo/Eltlm_cPyTU/s72-c/relogio%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5056158759239113183.post-6408182794305704352</id><published>2007-10-23T11:41:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-10-23T13:01:32.382+01:00</updated><title type='text'>OUTONO</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124484945675524882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/Rx3T6EvTmxI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/Zv7hmTnr3W4/s400/fall_md_wht%5B1%5D.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ainda não postei nada sobre o Outono, mas como ainda demora a acabar, aqui vai.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/Rx3SVUvTmwI/AAAAAAAAAwI/NYo4g_-nUik/s1600-h/folhas0[1].gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124483214803704578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/Rx3SVUvTmwI/AAAAAAAAAwI/NYo4g_-nUik/s320/folhas0%5B1%5D.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Chegou de mansinho, quase sem se notar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;acariçiou-nos as faces devagarinho,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;como se a folha de uma luva se tratasse.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cores quentes, cores do pôr-do-sol,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;deslizam as folhas, com medo de caírem&lt;br /&gt;fora de um jardim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/Rx3QGEvTmuI/AAAAAAAAAv4/sgUO1Q8k0hQ/s1600-h/1575725803_8733458fd1_m[1].jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124480753787443938" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/Rx3QGEvTmuI/AAAAAAAAAv4/sgUO1Q8k0hQ/s320/1575725803_8733458fd1_m%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tão vermelho aquele jardim,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;é um jardim encantado.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Encantado de sonhos, sonhos de Outono.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Os chuviscos fazem magia, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;magia duma paisagem nova, de um tapete novo. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As folhas são pó de perlim-pim-pim, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;é a magia do Outono!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-----------------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;A.P.Corda&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/Rx3fv0vTmzI/AAAAAAAAAwg/U-CXzWgJb5o/s1600-h/BXK20759_sob-o-sol-de-outono800[1].jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124497963721399090" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/Rx3fv0vTmzI/AAAAAAAAAwg/U-CXzWgJb5o/s200/BXK20759_sob-o-sol-de-outono800%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5056158759239113183-6408182794305704352?l=eupaula-pinguim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eupaula-pinguim.blogspot.com/feeds/6408182794305704352/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5056158759239113183&amp;postID=6408182794305704352' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5056158759239113183/posts/default/6408182794305704352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5056158759239113183/posts/default/6408182794305704352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eupaula-pinguim.blogspot.com/2007/10/outono.html' title='OUTONO'/><author><name>pinguim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02313959484308392056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/SfHXeMDj-kI/AAAAAAAABbU/7RZjZtF_tiI/S220/Imagem+070.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/Rx3T6EvTmxI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/Zv7hmTnr3W4/s72-c/fall_md_wht%5B1%5D.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5056158759239113183.post-5583933290397554173</id><published>2007-10-16T09:44:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-10-16T10:09:17.257+01:00</updated><title type='text'>DIA MUNDIAL DA ALIMENTAÇÃO</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/RxR-fkvTmrI/AAAAAAAAAvg/oQFTjSagjN8/s1600-h/semttulo99zn8[1].png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121857757130234546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/RxR-fkvTmrI/AAAAAAAAAvg/oQFTjSagjN8/s200/semttulo99zn8%5B1%5D.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No Dia Mundial da Alimentação, conheça a nova Roda dos Alimentos e aprenda a comer de uma forma mais equilibrada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/RxR-u0vTmsI/AAAAAAAAAvo/O2-0jj2ANtE/s1600-h/Roda-Fulldef[1].gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121858019123239618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/RxR-u0vTmsI/AAAAAAAAAvo/O2-0jj2ANtE/s200/Roda-Fulldef%5B1%5D.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Roda dos Alimentos é um instrumento de educação alimentar destinado à população em geral. Esta representação gráfica foi concebida para orientar as escolhas e combinações alimentares que devem fazer parte de um dia alimentar saudável.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/RxR_JEvTmtI/AAAAAAAAAvw/k37k2SBiIuA/s1600-h/semttulo99zn8[1].png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121858470094805714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/RxR_JEvTmtI/AAAAAAAAAvw/k37k2SBiIuA/s200/semttulo99zn8%5B1%5D.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5056158759239113183-5583933290397554173?l=eupaula-pinguim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eupaula-pinguim.blogspot.com/feeds/5583933290397554173/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5056158759239113183&amp;postID=5583933290397554173' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5056158759239113183/posts/default/5583933290397554173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5056158759239113183/posts/default/5583933290397554173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eupaula-pinguim.blogspot.com/2007/10/no-dia-mundial-da-alimentao-conhea-nova.html' title='DIA MUNDIAL DA ALIMENTAÇÃO'/><author><name>pinguim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02313959484308392056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/SfHXeMDj-kI/AAAAAAAABbU/7RZjZtF_tiI/S220/Imagem+070.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/RxR-fkvTmrI/AAAAAAAAAvg/oQFTjSagjN8/s72-c/semttulo99zn8%5B1%5D.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5056158759239113183.post-3313279702866002930</id><published>2007-10-10T11:16:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-10-10T11:43:34.668+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Aumente a sua cultura!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/RwyoyEvTmnI/AAAAAAAAAvA/bxiXrV8hLrE/s1600-h/images[14].jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119652454632495730" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/RwyoyEvTmnI/AAAAAAAAAvA/bxiXrV8hLrE/s400/images%5B14%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://images.google.pt/imgres?imgurl=http://datalistas.abril.com.br/imagem/curiosidades.gif&amp;amp;imgrefurl=http://datalistas.abril.com.br/lista/co_117232.shtml&amp;amp;h=226&amp;amp;w=284&amp;amp;sz=32&amp;amp;hl=pt-PT&amp;amp;start=11&amp;amp;tbnid=gVAgQXpfI9X7mM:&amp;amp;tbnh=91&amp;amp;tbnw=114&amp;amp;prev=/images%3Fq%3Dcuriosidades%26gbv%3D2%26svnum%3D10%26hl%3Dpt-PT"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;SABIA QUE................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Dia 4 de outubro é dia de São Francisco de Assis, patrono da ecologia?&lt;br /&gt;- Que o dia 12 de outubro, além de ser o dia das crianças e de N. Sª Aparecida, é também dia do mar?&lt;br /&gt;- O primeiro passo na Lua foi dado com pé número 41?&lt;br /&gt;- Em meio minuto, a vazão do rio Amazonas mataria a sede de toda a população mundial?&lt;br /&gt;- Num espirro, o ar sai do nariz a uma velocidade de 160 Km/h?&lt;br /&gt;- Em um ano, uma pessoa normal come 1 tonelada de alimento?&lt;br /&gt;- Durante uma partida, um jogador de futebol corre de 10 a 13 quilômetros?&lt;br /&gt;- O primeiro vídeo game foi lançado, nos Estados Unidos, em 1972?&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/RwyrQUvTmpI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/_NZ5r9-fC9k/s1600-h/images[35].jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119655173346794130" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/RwyrQUvTmpI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/_NZ5r9-fC9k/s400/images%5B35%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- a guerra dos Cem Anos, entre a França e a Inglaterra, durou 116 annos?&lt;br /&gt;- A cada minuto, 47 bíblias são vendidas ou distribuídas ao redor do mundo?&lt;br /&gt;- A maior das pirâmides do Egipto empregou 100 mil operários durante 20 anos?&lt;br /&gt;- A cidade de Veneza está construída sobre 118 ilhas e ilhotas?&lt;br /&gt;- Para compor suas músicas, Beethoven despejava água gelada sobre sua cabeça?&lt;br /&gt;- Ratos do órgão de uma igreja inspiraram a famosa canção “Noite Feliz”?&lt;br /&gt;- Cerca de 2800 pizzas empilhadas conseguiram atingir a altura da Torre de Pizza ?&lt;br /&gt;- Conam Doyle, criador do detetive Sherlock Holmes, era oftalmologista?&lt;br /&gt;- Na noite de núpcias, Napoleão Bonaparte foi mordido pelo cachorro da nulher?&lt;br /&gt;- Walt Disney pensou em chamar o ratinho Mickey de Mortimer?&lt;br /&gt;- Os sete pecados capitais são: gula, luxuria, avareza, ira, soberba, vaidade e preguiça?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5056158759239113183-3313279702866002930?l=eupaula-pinguim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eupaula-pinguim.blogspot.com/feeds/3313279702866002930/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5056158759239113183&amp;postID=3313279702866002930' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5056158759239113183/posts/default/3313279702866002930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5056158759239113183/posts/default/3313279702866002930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eupaula-pinguim.blogspot.com/2007/10/aumente-sua-cultura.html' title='Aumente a sua cultura!'/><author><name>pinguim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02313959484308392056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/SfHXeMDj-kI/AAAAAAAABbU/7RZjZtF_tiI/S220/Imagem+070.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/RwyoyEvTmnI/AAAAAAAAAvA/bxiXrV8hLrE/s72-c/images%5B14%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5056158759239113183.post-3088718874385373654</id><published>2007-10-04T23:09:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-10-04T23:45:39.403+01:00</updated><title type='text'>DIA MUNDIAL DO ANIMAL</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/RwVrx0vTmmI/AAAAAAAAAuY/hWriros735k/s1600-h/images[18].jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117615055291259490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/RwVrx0vTmmI/AAAAAAAAAuY/hWriros735k/s400/images%5B18%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Declaração Universal dos Direitos dos Animais&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117610494035991090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/RwVnoUvTmjI/AAAAAAAAAuA/ZyNcGkwSVik/s200/oddddd%2520amor%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 - Todos os animais têm o mesmo direito à vida. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 - Todos os animais têm direito ao respeito e à proteção do homem.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;3 - Nenhum animal deve ser maltratado.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/RwVpMkvTmkI/AAAAAAAAAuI/_moyJyxRqKs/s1600-h/images[11].jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117612216317876802" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/RwVpMkvTmkI/AAAAAAAAAuI/_moyJyxRqKs/s200/images%5B11%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 - Todos os animais selvagens têm o direito de viver livres no seu habitat. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;5 - O animal que o homem escolher para companheiro não deve nunca ser abandonado. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;6 - Nenhum animal deve ser usado em experiências que lhe causem dor. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/RwVnPkvTmhI/AAAAAAAAAtw/D_PR3YxzAgA/s1600-h/images[1].jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117610068834228754" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/RwVnPkvTmhI/AAAAAAAAAtw/D_PR3YxzAgA/s400/images%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 - Todo acto que põe em risco a vida de um animal é um crime contra a vida. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;8- A poluição e a destruição do meio ambiente são considerados crimes contra os animais.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/RwVq8EvTmlI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/cdXN54K7tEw/s1600-h/images[14].jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117614131873290834" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/RwVq8EvTmlI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/cdXN54K7tEw/s200/images%5B14%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9 - Os diretos dos animais devem ser defendidos por lei. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;10 - O homem deve ser educado desde a infância para observar, respeitar e compreender os animais.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/RwVnWEvTmiI/AAAAAAAAAt4/FEyaF5h5P9c/s1600-h/images[4].jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117610180503378466" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/RwVnWEvTmiI/AAAAAAAAAt4/FEyaF5h5P9c/s400/images%5B4%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5056158759239113183-3088718874385373654?l=eupaula-pinguim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eupaula-pinguim.blogspot.com/feeds/3088718874385373654/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5056158759239113183&amp;postID=3088718874385373654' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5056158759239113183/posts/default/3088718874385373654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5056158759239113183/posts/default/3088718874385373654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eupaula-pinguim.blogspot.com/2007/10/dia-mundial-do-animal.html' title='DIA MUNDIAL DO ANIMAL'/><author><name>pinguim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02313959484308392056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/SfHXeMDj-kI/AAAAAAAABbU/7RZjZtF_tiI/S220/Imagem+070.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/RwVrx0vTmmI/AAAAAAAAAuY/hWriros735k/s72-c/images%5B18%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5056158759239113183.post-6472225664211375425</id><published>2007-10-02T21:18:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-10-02T21:49:05.633+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/RwKn2EvTmeI/AAAAAAAAAtY/haE54JIbd4o/s1600-h/amation2zp1%5B1%5D.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/RwKn2EvTmeI/AAAAAAAAAtY/haE54JIbd4o/s400/amation2zp1%5B1%5D.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116836674073237986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se eu fosse ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se eu fosse uma hora do dia, seria a 10 da noite &lt;br /&gt;Se eu fosse um planeta ou um astro, seria o Sol&lt;br /&gt;Se eu fosse uma direcção, seria a que seguisse sempre em frente&lt;br /&gt;Se eu fosse um móvel, seria uma cadeira de baloiço &lt;br /&gt;Se eu fosse um liquido, seria água&lt;br /&gt;Se eu fosse um pecado, seria luxúria&lt;br /&gt;Se eu fosse uma pedra, seria uma safira&lt;br /&gt;Se eu fosse uma arvore, seria uma amêndoeira&lt;br /&gt;Se eu fosse um fruta, seria um côco &lt;br /&gt;Se eu fosse uma flor, seria uma violeta&lt;br /&gt;Se eu fosse um clima, seria a floresta&lt;br /&gt;Se eu fosse um instrumento musical, seria a harpa&lt;br /&gt;Se eu fosse um elemento, seria o ar&lt;br /&gt;Se eu fosse uma cor, seria o branco&lt;br /&gt;Se eu fosse um bicho, seria um golfinho&lt;br /&gt;Se eu fosse um som, seria o som do riso de uma criança&lt;br /&gt;Se eu fosse uma música, seria "tarzan" - phill collings  &lt;br /&gt;Se eu fosse um estilo musical, seria romântico&lt;br /&gt;Se eu fosse um sentimento, seria o amor&lt;br /&gt;Se eu fosse um livro, seria "poemas de Sophia de Mello Breyner"&lt;br /&gt;Se eu fosse uma comida, seria batata frita&lt;br /&gt;Se eu fosse um lugar, seria o Paraiso&lt;br /&gt;Se eu fosse um gosto, seria salgado&lt;br /&gt;Se eu fosse um cheiro, seria lavanda &lt;br /&gt;Se eu fosse uma palavra, seria Jesus&lt;br /&gt;Se eu fosse um verbo, seria Amar&lt;br /&gt;Se eu fosse um objecto, seria almofada &lt;br /&gt;se eu fosse uma peça de roupa, seria t`shirt &lt;br /&gt;Se eu fosse uma parte do corpo, seria o coração&lt;br /&gt;Se eu fosse uma expressão facial, seria um sorriso&lt;br /&gt;Se eu fosse uma personagem de desenho animado, seria Tom Souyer  &lt;br /&gt;Se eu fosse um filme, seria "clube dos poetas mortos "&lt;br /&gt;Se eu fosse uma forma, seria um círculo &lt;br /&gt;Se eu fosse um numero, seria o 4&lt;br /&gt;Se eu fosse uma estação, seria a Primavera&lt;br /&gt;Se eu fosse uma frase, seria " Carpen Diem"&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/RwKuHEvTmgI/AAAAAAAAAto/kivazJJQ81U/s1600-h/12%5B1%5D.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/RwKuHEvTmgI/AAAAAAAAAto/kivazJJQ81U/s400/12%5B1%5D.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116843563200780802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5056158759239113183-6472225664211375425?l=eupaula-pinguim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eupaula-pinguim.blogspot.com/feeds/6472225664211375425/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5056158759239113183&amp;postID=6472225664211375425' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5056158759239113183/posts/default/6472225664211375425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5056158759239113183/posts/default/6472225664211375425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eupaula-pinguim.blogspot.com/2007/10/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>pinguim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02313959484308392056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/SfHXeMDj-kI/AAAAAAAABbU/7RZjZtF_tiI/S220/Imagem+070.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/RwKn2EvTmeI/AAAAAAAAAtY/haE54JIbd4o/s72-c/amation2zp1%5B1%5D.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5056158759239113183.post-8961950276546541031</id><published>2007-09-28T13:53:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-09-28T14:12:37.926+01:00</updated><title type='text'>ANA MARIA</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/Rvz6akvTmZI/AAAAAAAAAsw/uP1_VPRJDts/s1600-h/feliz_aniversario[1].gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115238611231676818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/Rvz6akvTmZI/AAAAAAAAAsw/uP1_VPRJDts/s400/feliz_aniversario%5B1%5D.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/Rvz6B0vTmYI/AAAAAAAAAso/e9RRqGGZojY/s1600-h/DSC01562.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115238186029914498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/Rvz6B0vTmYI/AAAAAAAAAso/e9RRqGGZojY/s400/DSC01562.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Pudesse eu...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Pudesse eu não ter laços nem limite&lt;br /&gt;Ó vida de mil faces transbordantes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Para poder responder aos teus convites&lt;br /&gt;Suspensos na surpresa dos instantes! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pensador.info/autor/Sophia_de_Mello_Breyner_Andreson/"&gt;Sophia de Mello Breyner Andreson&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/Rvz9TEvTmbI/AAAAAAAAAtA/_hnBoyEOfGY/s1600-h/bar012yq7[1].jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115241780917541298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/Rvz9TEvTmbI/AAAAAAAAAtA/_hnBoyEOfGY/s400/bar012yq7%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;Hoje á 6.35 da manhã, fez 9 anos que a minha filhota nasceu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;Muito pequenina, mas com uma personalidade muito vincada.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;O irmão com quase 5 anos, na altura,ficou muito vaidoso com a irmã.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/Rvz8JUvTmaI/AAAAAAAAAs4/z7-OI6vx8PQ/s1600-h/festa[1].gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115240513902188962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/Rvz8JUvTmaI/AAAAAAAAAs4/z7-OI6vx8PQ/s400/festa%5B1%5D.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5056158759239113183-8961950276546541031?l=eupaula-pinguim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eupaula-pinguim.blogspot.com/feeds/8961950276546541031/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5056158759239113183&amp;postID=8961950276546541031' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5056158759239113183/posts/default/8961950276546541031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5056158759239113183/posts/default/8961950276546541031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eupaula-pinguim.blogspot.com/2007/09/img-styledisplayblock-marg.html' title='ANA MARIA'/><author><name>pinguim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02313959484308392056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/SfHXeMDj-kI/AAAAAAAABbU/7RZjZtF_tiI/S220/Imagem+070.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/Rvz6akvTmZI/AAAAAAAAAsw/uP1_VPRJDts/s72-c/feliz_aniversario%5B1%5D.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5056158759239113183.post-8705242090590569429</id><published>2007-09-11T21:24:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-09-11T21:50:37.370+01:00</updated><title type='text'>OS MEUS ANIMAIS-biografias-1º o Cão Lucky</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/Rub5sxLrCpI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/VjinbOtZp-Q/s1600-h/Img013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109045374810262162" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/Rub5sxLrCpI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/VjinbOtZp-Q/s400/Img013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;LUCKY-&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;o maluco&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Nasceu por volta do dia 4-12-2006,&lt;br /&gt;com 1 mês e meio foi parar a um sitio para ver se arranjava donos, no Ramiro.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Os novos donos eramos nós. no dia 26 Janeiro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;07, veio parar á nossa casa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Era uma autêntica pantufa com pés. trazia uma camisola vestida que dizia: Good Luk, daí o nome dele.&lt;br /&gt;Claro que conforme crescia assim...roía...&lt;br /&gt;Agora (na foto), tá mais eléctrico que nunca...Aliás até penso que ele deve ter levado um choque eléctrico devido á energia que possui.&lt;br /&gt;Mas vale a pena, tudo o que possa haver mais desconfortável, ao ver os sorrisos e a alegria dos meus filhos por terem ....UM CÂO&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/Rub_fRLrCqI/AAAAAAAAAsY/RApEPZl9OUQ/s1600-h/abandono[1].gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109051739951794850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/Rub_fRLrCqI/AAAAAAAAAsY/RApEPZl9OUQ/s400/abandono%5B1%5D.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5056158759239113183-8705242090590569429?l=eupaula-pinguim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eupaula-pinguim.blogspot.com/feeds/8705242090590569429/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5056158759239113183&amp;postID=8705242090590569429' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5056158759239113183/posts/default/8705242090590569429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5056158759239113183/posts/default/8705242090590569429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eupaula-pinguim.blogspot.com/2007/09/os-meus-animais-biografias-1-o-co-lucky.html' title='OS MEUS ANIMAIS-biografias-1º o Cão Lucky'/><author><name>pinguim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02313959484308392056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/SfHXeMDj-kI/AAAAAAAABbU/7RZjZtF_tiI/S220/Imagem+070.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/Rub5sxLrCpI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/VjinbOtZp-Q/s72-c/Img013.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5056158759239113183.post-736637111075330577</id><published>2007-09-02T13:39:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-09-02T13:43:40.002+01:00</updated><title type='text'>MAIS UMA BENFIQUISTA!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/RtqvuxLrCnI/AAAAAAAAAsA/860722RJJ0E/s1600-h/getimage%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/RtqvuxLrCnI/AAAAAAAAAsA/860722RJJ0E/s400/getimage%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105586345589017202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vanessa Fernandes sagrou-se ontem campeã do Mundo de triatlo, na categoria de Elites, deixando a cidade alemã de Hamburgo rendida ao seu talento. A portuguesa voltou a justificar a razão pela qual é tetracampeã europeia, líder do ranking mundial e uma séria candidata ao título nos Jogos Olímpicos de Pequim 2008 – já está qualificada –, aliás, o único que lhe falta para engordar ainda mais o seu vasto currículo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5056158759239113183-736637111075330577?l=eupaula-pinguim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eupaula-pinguim.blogspot.com/feeds/736637111075330577/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5056158759239113183&amp;postID=736637111075330577' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5056158759239113183/posts/default/736637111075330577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5056158759239113183/posts/default/736637111075330577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eupaula-pinguim.blogspot.com/2007/09/mais-uma-benfiquista.html' title='MAIS UMA BENFIQUISTA!'/><author><name>pinguim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02313959484308392056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/SfHXeMDj-kI/AAAAAAAABbU/7RZjZtF_tiI/S220/Imagem+070.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/RtqvuxLrCnI/AAAAAAAAAsA/860722RJJ0E/s72-c/getimage%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5056158759239113183.post-7379633388000494607</id><published>2007-08-30T10:21:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-08-30T10:27:57.556+01:00</updated><title type='text'>BOA BENFICA!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/RtaMWhLrClI/AAAAAAAAArw/XK_Y_iq7eNA/s1600-h/getimage%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/RtaMWhLrClI/AAAAAAAAArw/XK_Y_iq7eNA/s400/getimage%5B3%5D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104421546163374674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt; Benfica livre com Camacho&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;O Benfica qualificou-se pela terceira vez consecutiva para a Liga dos Campeões, pela primeira vez em 40 anos, ao vencer o FC Copenhaga, na Dinamarca, com um golo de Katsouranis, na sequência de um livre muito elaborado, a quatro toques, e beneficiando da sorte do jogo que ajudou Quim a manter a baliza inviolada, em consecutivas ocasiões antes do intervalo.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/RtaNGhLrCmI/AAAAAAAAAr4/cRqOIOkj7MI/s1600-h/209373%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/RtaNGhLrCmI/AAAAAAAAAr4/cRqOIOkj7MI/s400/209373%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104422370797095522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5056158759239113183-7379633388000494607?l=eupaula-pinguim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eupaula-pinguim.blogspot.com/feeds/7379633388000494607/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5056158759239113183&amp;postID=7379633388000494607' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5056158759239113183/posts/default/7379633388000494607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5056158759239113183/posts/default/7379633388000494607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eupaula-pinguim.blogspot.com/2007/08/boa-benfica.html' title='BOA BENFICA!'/><author><name>pinguim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02313959484308392056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/SfHXeMDj-kI/AAAAAAAABbU/7RZjZtF_tiI/S220/Imagem+070.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/RtaMWhLrClI/AAAAAAAAArw/XK_Y_iq7eNA/s72-c/getimage%5B3%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5056158759239113183.post-5306574090499966732</id><published>2007-08-28T12:00:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-08-28T12:05:37.815+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Ah Grande Nélson!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/RtQAxBLrCkI/AAAAAAAAArk/332q5MMzAWA/s1600-h/evora2%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/RtQAxBLrCkI/AAAAAAAAArk/332q5MMzAWA/s400/evora2%5B2%5D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103705119848598082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Atletismo &lt;br /&gt;Nélson Évora campeão do Mundo &lt;br /&gt;O português Nélson Évora conquistou a medalha de ouro no triplo salto dos Campeonatos do Mundo de atletismo, que decorrem em Osaca, estabelecendo, no terceiro salto, um novo recorde nacional.&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;O atleta de 23 anos, do Benfica, bateu a concorrência com um salto de 17,74 metros, registo que lhe permitiu melhorar em 23 centímetros a sua antiga melhor marca (17,51), que datava de 21 de Julho de 2007, em Madrid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O brasileiro Jadel Gregório (17,59) e o norte-americano Walter Davis (17,33), detentor do título, ficaram na segunda e terceira posições.&lt;br /&gt;                Parabéns Portugal- parabéns Benfica!&lt;br /&gt;Classificação:&lt;br /&gt;1. Nélson Évora (POR) 17,74 m &lt;br /&gt;2. Jadel Gregório (BRA) 17,59 &lt;br /&gt;3. Walter Davis (EUA) 17,33 &lt;br /&gt;4. Osniel Tosca (CUB) 17,32 &lt;br /&gt;5. Aarik Wilson (EUA) 17,31 &lt;br /&gt;6. Phillips Idowu (ING) 17,09 &lt;br /&gt;7. David Giralt (CUB) 16,91 &lt;br /&gt;8. Alexander Martínez (SUI) 16,85 &lt;br /&gt;9. Kim Duk-hyun (COR) 16,71 &lt;br /&gt;10. Alexandr Petrenko (RUS) 16,66 &lt;br /&gt;11. Zhong Minwei (CHI) 16,66 &lt;br /&gt;12. Dimitrios Tsiamis (GRE) 16,59 &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;27-08-2007 14:23&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5056158759239113183-5306574090499966732?l=eupaula-pinguim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eupaula-pinguim.blogspot.com/feeds/5306574090499966732/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5056158759239113183&amp;postID=5306574090499966732' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5056158759239113183/posts/default/5306574090499966732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5056158759239113183/posts/default/5306574090499966732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eupaula-pinguim.blogspot.com/2007/08/ah-grande-nlson.html' title='Ah Grande Nélson!'/><author><name>pinguim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02313959484308392056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/SfHXeMDj-kI/AAAAAAAABbU/7RZjZtF_tiI/S220/Imagem+070.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/RtQAxBLrCkI/AAAAAAAAArk/332q5MMzAWA/s72-c/evora2%5B2%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5056158759239113183.post-7951857787717730283</id><published>2007-08-25T14:13:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-08-25T14:32:01.800+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/RtAuvBLrCgI/AAAAAAAAArE/_kfG2xHj2Yw/s1600-h/s150x100[1].jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102629763116894722" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/RtAuvBLrCgI/AAAAAAAAArE/_kfG2xHj2Yw/s400/s150x100%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lenda de Abrantes&lt;br /&gt;“Abrantes é uma antiquíssima cidade. Segundo alguns autores, terá sido fundada pelos Túrdulos 990 anos antes de Cristo, segundo outros foi fundada por galo-celtas em 308 a.C. Foi senhoreada por Romanos, Visigodos, Árabes e, por fim, em 8 de Dezembro de 1148, conquistou-a D. Afonso Henriques. Diz-se que os Romanos lhe chamavam Tubucci, os Visigodos Aurantes e os Árabes Líbia. Segundo a lenda, o nome de Abrantes data, mais ou menos, da época da conquista da fortaleza por D. Afonso Henriques, estando ligado a acontecimentos imediatamente posteriores. Consta que era alcaide do castelo um velho mouro chamado Abraham Zaid. Abraham tinha uma filha a que chamara Zara e um filho bastardo, de uma cativa cristã, a que pusera o nome de Samuel. Ninguém sabia, porém, que Samuel era filho do velho alcaide, nem o próprio rapaz. Assim, viviam os dois jovens apaixonados e o velho sentindo crescer em si, dia a dia, uma angústia terrível, antevendo a hora em que seria obrigado a revelar o seu segredo. Um dia, diz a História, os cristãos foram pôr cerco ao castelo. A hoste era comandada pelo aguerrido Afonso Henriques, que trazia consigo vários cavaleiros e monges. Do Mosteiro do Lorvão trouxera o Rei um velho sábio monge beneditino para o aconselhar nos assuntos esp&lt;a class="thumbnail" href="http://www.pbase.com/kitgard/image/15626360"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;irituais. De algures, de um local qualquer do reino, trouxera um cavaleiro cheio de ideias e de força guerreira, chamado Machado. Ferida a batalha e conquistado o castelo, Samuel foi aprisionado por Machado. Na confusão do saque e da debandada moura, o cavaleiro, que acabara de desarmar Samuel, viu um peão perseguindo Zara com intuitos evidentes de violação, e, entregando o prisioneiro a dois vigias, correu em auxílio da moura. Com um forte empurrão derrubou o soldado, que estava ébrio, e amparando Zara foi entrega-la à custódia do velho beneditino, até que se acalmassem os ânimos exaltados pelo sangue, pelo saque e pelo vinho. Quando o cavaleiro Machado retomou o seu posto, ia como que alheado. Ficara fascinado pela beleza da moura, estranhamente parecida com uma imagem de Nossa Senhora dos Aflitos que sua mãe lhe dera ao morrer e que ele, devotamente, trazia sempre consigo. Por outro lado, impressionara-o a repentina recordação de um sonho que vinha tendo frequentemente e no qual, ao escalar os muros de um castelo, se via salvando uma donzela com quem casaria. Tudo isto contribuía para o alheamento do jovem cavaleiro, que, se não fossem as suas obrigações de guerreiro, decerto se teria quedado em enternecida contemplação da bela Zara. Entretanto, D. Afonso Henriques, querendo remunerar os serviços prestados naquela batalha pelo seu bastardo D. Pedro Afonso, deu-lhe o senhorio do castelo e nomeou-o seu alcaide-mor. Pedro Afonso, porém, desejava partir com o pai para Torres Novas e, por isso, decidiu delegar a alcaidaria no cavaleiro Machado. O Rei, antes de partir, mandou que o monge ficasse no castelo como guardião das almas, ordenou-lhe que entregasse a prisioneira a Abraham e tomou todas as medidas necessárias à segurança da vila. Assim que a hoste se desvaneceu ao longe, na poeira, o cavaleiro Machado, feliz por ficar como alcaide do castelo, apaixonado por Zara, preparou-se para conquistar o seu coração utilizando os meios permitidos pelo código de honra da cavalaria, ou seja, os modos corteses e suaves. Mas Zara, que adorava Samuel, sentia uma espécie de rejeição cada vez que o cavaleiro se aproximava de si. E, para não fazer qualquer gesto mais brusco que comprometesse a boa paz em que viviam, pediu conselhos ao pai e ao velho monge.&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/RtAu2hLrChI/AAAAAAAAArM/6JtKsbH1Duo/s1600-h/s150x100[4].jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102629891965913618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/RtAu2hLrChI/AAAAAAAAArM/6JtKsbH1Duo/s400/s150x100%5B4%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; O frade, como confessor do cavaleiro, bem sabia o amor que ele tinha pela donzela, e, como bom observador, compreendia que nas evasivas de Abraham existia qualquer coisa de estranho. Por tudo isto, procurava conciliar toda a gente e assegurava a Zara a honradez e nobreza de sentimentos do jovem alcaide. Samuel, porém, não conseguia viver em paz. Os ciúmes irrompiam nele à mínima alusão, ao mínimo gesto, sem que conseguisse controlar-se. E, na sua insegurança, tão depressa acatava as palavras conciliatórias de Zara, de Abraham e do monge, como ficava possuído pelo demónio da loucura, que o obrigava a cometer insânias. Zara acreditava que Samuel estava compenetrado do seu amor e da sua fidelidade e pensava, por isso, que as acções destrambelhadas do rapaz provinham da sua mudança de situação para vencido de guerra. Assim, certa tarde em que tentava reconciliá-lo com o alcaide, perguntou ao pai como deveria proceder se o cavaleiro viesse procurá-la e ele não estivesse em casa: deveria manter a porta fechada como se não estivesse ninguém, ou recebê-lo-ia? Abraham, julgando ver nesta pergunta um novo intuito de ofensa ao alcaide do castelo, para evitar mais problemas, respondeu: Nada temo nem receio da tua virtude, minha filha. E confio também na honradez do alcaide. Abre antes a porta! Samuel, porém, ao ouvir estas palavras perdeu o domínio de si e correu para a rua, gritando como um louco: Abre antes! Abre antes! A vizinhança acorreu, uns aos postigos, outros às vielas, a saber o que aquilo era, e Samuel, enlouquecido de ciúmes, contava a história à sua maneira, deixando agravados: o alcaide, Zara, Abraham e o próprio monge. Conta a lenda, ainda, que Samuel acabou por cair de cansaço e de febre. Uma vez bom de saúde, Abraham juntou os filhos e contou-lhes a verdade sobre o nascimento do rapaz. Assim ficaram a saber que eram irmãos e que a mãe de Samuel fora uma bela cativa cristã que certo dia chegara a Tubucci chorando um noivo que deixara na sua terra, chamado João Gonçalves. Rolaram lágrimas silenciosas pelas faces envelhecidas do frade &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/RtAu-xLrCiI/AAAAAAAAArU/IgM8FWtg5TI/s1600-h/s150x100[6].jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102630033699834402" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/RtAu-xLrCiI/AAAAAAAAArU/IgM8FWtg5TI/s400/s150x100%5B6%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;beneditino. Ele fora esse João Gonçalves que, vendo a noiva desaparecer, crendo-a perdida para sempre, entrara para o Mosteiro do Lorvão. Pediu o monge a Abraham dados sobre essa cativa, para se certificar de que a mãe de Samuel fora a sua amada noiva. E vendo que os dados coincidiam, tomou o rapaz a seu cargo, conseguindo pô-lo ao serviço do Rei de Portugal.Machado e Zara acabaram por casas, depois de os mouros se terem feitos cristãos, e dentro das muralhas da velha Tubucci reinou, finalmente, a harmonia. E, segundo reza a lenda, em memória do febril acesso de loucura de Samuel, Tubucci passou a ser chamada Abrantes.” Ob. Cit. Lendas de Portugal, Fernanda Frazão, Ed. Amigos do Livro Editores, Lisboa, S. D., da pág. 67 à 73 &lt;/div&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/5056158759239113183-7951857787717730283?l=eupaula-pinguim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eupaula-pinguim.blogspot.com/feeds/7951857787717730283/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5056158759239113183&amp;postID=7951857787717730283' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5056158759239113183/posts/default/7951857787717730283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5056158759239113183/posts/default/7951857787717730283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eupaula-pinguim.blogspot.com/2007/08/lenda-de-abrantes-abrantes-uma.html' title=''/><author><name>pinguim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02313959484308392056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/SfHXeMDj-kI/AAAAAAAABbU/7RZjZtF_tiI/S220/Imagem+070.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/RtAuvBLrCgI/AAAAAAAAArE/_kfG2xHj2Yw/s72-c/s150x100%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5056158759239113183.post-5440772820902117861</id><published>2007-07-26T20:55:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-07-26T21:16:40.740+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Avós!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/RqkArG45vLI/AAAAAAAAAqs/Mjv7jC_zby8/s1600-h/images[44].jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091601594302708914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/RqkArG45vLI/AAAAAAAAAqs/Mjv7jC_zby8/s400/images%5B44%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                    Feliz Dia dos Avós.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;    Tenho pena de não ter cá nenhum dos meus, mas estão no meu coração.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;beijos.......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5056158759239113183-5440772820902117861?l=eupaula-pinguim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eupaula-pinguim.blogspot.com/feeds/5440772820902117861/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5056158759239113183&amp;postID=5440772820902117861' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5056158759239113183/posts/default/5440772820902117861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5056158759239113183/posts/default/5440772820902117861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eupaula-pinguim.blogspot.com/2007/07/avs.html' title='Avós!'/><author><name>pinguim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02313959484308392056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/SfHXeMDj-kI/AAAAAAAABbU/7RZjZtF_tiI/S220/Imagem+070.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/RqkArG45vLI/AAAAAAAAAqs/Mjv7jC_zby8/s72-c/images%5B44%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5056158759239113183.post-6456715080858312119</id><published>2007-07-25T11:52:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2007-07-25T12:01:19.418+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/RqctT245vKI/AAAAAAAAAqk/C0oxiMJ3UHc/s1600-h/My%20Best%20Friend[1].jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091087722940578978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/RqctT245vKI/AAAAAAAAAqk/C0oxiMJ3UHc/s200/My%2520Best%2520Friend%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;História da vida de um cão...&lt;br /&gt;PRINCIPALMENTE NAS FÉRIAS&lt;br /&gt;NÃO ABANDONE OS ANIMAIS...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1ª semana:&lt;br /&gt;- Hoje completei uma semana de vida. Que alegria ter chegado a este mundo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1º mês:&lt;br /&gt;- Minha mãe cuida muito bem de mim. É uma mãe exemplar!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 meses:&lt;br /&gt;- Hoje separaram-me de minha mãe. Ela estava muito inquieta e, com o seu olhar, disse-me adeus. Espero que a minha nova "família humana " cuide tão bem de mim como ela o fez.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 meses:&lt;br /&gt;- Cresci rápido; tudo me chama a atenção. Há várias crianças na casa e para mim são como "irmãozinhos". Somos muito brincalhões, eles puxam-me o rabo e eu mordo-os na brincadeira.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 meses:&lt;br /&gt;- Hoje deram-me uma bronca. A minha dona ficou incomodada porque fiz "xixi" dentro de casa. Mas nunca me tinham ensinado onde deveria fazê-lo. Além de durmir no hall da entrada. Não consegui aguentar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 meses:&lt;br /&gt;- Sou um cão feliz! Tenho o calor de um lar; sinto-me tão seguro, tão protegido... Acho que a minha família humana me ama e consente-me muitas coisas. O pátio é tudo para mim e, às vezes, excedo-me, a cavar na terra como os meus antepassados, os lobos quando escondiam a comida.&lt;br /&gt;Nunca me educam.&lt;br /&gt;Deve ser correcto tudo o que faço!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12 meses:&lt;br /&gt;- Hoje completo um ano. Já sou um cão adulto.&lt;br /&gt;Os meus donos dizem que cresci mais do que eles esperavam.&lt;br /&gt;Que orgulho devem ter em mim!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13 meses:&lt;br /&gt;- Hoje acorrentaram-me e fico quase sem me poder movimentar até um raio de sol ou quando quero uma sombra.&lt;br /&gt;Dizem que me vão observar e que sou um ingrato. Não compreendo nada do que está a acontecer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15 meses:&lt;br /&gt;- Já nada é igual... Moro na varanda. Sinto-me muito só. A minha família já não me quer!&lt;br /&gt;Às vezes esquecem-se que tenho fome e/ou sede.&lt;br /&gt;Quando chove, não tenho tecto que me abrigue...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16 meses:&lt;br /&gt;- Hoje tiraram-me da varanda. Estou certo de que a minha família me perdoou. Eu fiquei tão contente que pulava com gosto. o meu rabo parecia um ventilador. Além disso, vão levar-me a passear na sua companhia!&lt;br /&gt;Fomos por uma longa estrada e, de repente, pararam o automóvel.&lt;br /&gt;Abriram a porta e eu desci feliz, pensando que iamos passar o dia no campo.&lt;br /&gt;Não compreendo porque fecharam a porta e se foram.&lt;br /&gt;"Ouçam, Esperem!" lati... Esqueceram-se de mim...&lt;br /&gt;Corri atrás do carro com todas as minhas forças.&lt;br /&gt;A minha angústia crescia ao perceber que perdia o fôlego e eles não paravam.&lt;br /&gt;Tinham-me esquecido...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17 meses:&lt;br /&gt;- Procurei em vão achar o caminho de volta ao lar.&lt;br /&gt;Estou só e sinto-me perdido!&lt;br /&gt;No meu caminho existem pessoas de bom coração que me olham com tristeza e me dão algum alimento. Eu agradeço-lhes com o meu olhar, desde o fundo de minha alma.&lt;br /&gt;Eu gostaria que me adoptassem: seria leal como ninguém!&lt;br /&gt;Mas somente dizem: "pobre cãozinho, deve ter se perdido."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18 meses:&lt;br /&gt;- Um dia destes, passei perto de uma escola e vi muitas crianças e jovens como os meus "irmãozinhos".&lt;br /&gt;Aproximei-me e um grupo deles, rindo, atirou-me uma chuva de pedras "para ver quem tinha melhor pontaria". Uma dessas pedras feriu-me o olho e desde então, não vejo nada com ele.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19 meses:&lt;br /&gt;- Parece mentira Quando estava mais bonito, tinham compaixão de mim. Já estou muito fraco; meu aspecto mudou. Perdi o meu olho e as pessoas mostram-me a vassoura quando pretendo deitar-me numa pequena sombra.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20 meses:&lt;br /&gt;- Quase não posso mover-me! Hoje, ao tentar atravessar a rua por onde passam os carros, fui atropelado por um!&lt;br /&gt;Eu estava no lugar seguro chamado "calçada", mas nunca esquecerei o olhar de satisfação do condutor, que até se vangloriou por me acertar.&lt;br /&gt;Oxalá me tivesse morto!&lt;br /&gt;Mas só me deslocou as ancas! A dor é terrível!&lt;br /&gt;As minhas patas traseiras não me obedecem e, com dificuldade, arrastei-me até à relva, na beira do caminho...&lt;br /&gt;Faz dez dias que estou ao sol, à chuva e ao frio, sem comer.&lt;br /&gt;Já não me posso mexer!&lt;br /&gt;A dor é insuportável!&lt;br /&gt;Sinto-me muito mal.&lt;br /&gt;Fiquei num lugar humido e acho que o meu pêlo está a cair...&lt;br /&gt;Algumas pessoas passam e nem me vêem; outras dizem: "não te aproximes".&lt;br /&gt;Já estou quase inconsciente; mas alguma força estranha faz-me abrir os olhos.&lt;br /&gt;A doçura da sua voz fez-me reagir.&lt;br /&gt;"Pobre cãozinho, olha como te deixaram", dizia...&lt;br /&gt;Com ela estava um senhor de avental branco. Começou a tocar-me e disse: "Sinto muito senhora, mas este cão já não tem remédio. É melhor que pare de sofrer".&lt;br /&gt;A gentil dama, com as lágrimas rolando pelo rosto, concordou.&lt;br /&gt;Como pude, mexi o rabo e olhei-a, agradecendo-lhe que me ajudasse a descansar.&lt;br /&gt;Somente senti a picada da injecção e dormi para sempre, a pensar porque tive que nascer se ninguém me queria...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Já agora vale a pena pensar nisto antes de adoptar um animal...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(autor desconhecido)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://openphoto.net/gallery/image.html?image_id=17616"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://openphoto.net/gallery/image.html?image_id=17616"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5056158759239113183-6456715080858312119?l=eupaula-pinguim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eupaula-pinguim.blogspot.com/feeds/6456715080858312119/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5056158759239113183&amp;postID=6456715080858312119' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5056158759239113183/posts/default/6456715080858312119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5056158759239113183/posts/default/6456715080858312119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eupaula-pinguim.blogspot.com/2007/07/histria-da-vida-de-um-co.html' title=''/><author><name>pinguim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02313959484308392056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/SfHXeMDj-kI/AAAAAAAABbU/7RZjZtF_tiI/S220/Imagem+070.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/RqctT245vKI/AAAAAAAAAqk/C0oxiMJ3UHc/s72-c/My%2520Best%2520Friend%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5056158759239113183.post-7953487776555972898</id><published>2007-07-18T13:01:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-07-18T13:13:01.164+01:00</updated><title type='text'>POR FALAR EM VERÃO........</title><content type='html'>Corpo humano e saúde&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Epidemias de verão &lt;br /&gt;Saiba quais são e como evitar as doenças mais comuns na época de calor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Os dias quentes e as chuvas constantes são comuns no verão e favorecem o surgimento de epidemias. Você conhece essa palavra? Epidemias são doenças que surgem rapidamente em certos lugares e atingem um grande número de pessoas ao mesmo tempo. Algumas delas aparecem com mais freqüência em determinadas épocas do ano. É por isso que, no verão, ouvimos falar muito sobre dengue, insolação ou diarréias. Falaremos um pouco de cada uma delas para que você as conheça e possa se proteger! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/Rp4Djm1dUoI/AAAAAAAAAqc/77u_zZ0DEW0/s1600-h/images%5B49%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/Rp4Djm1dUoI/AAAAAAAAAqc/77u_zZ0DEW0/s400/images%5B49%5D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088508539230311042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por que essas doenças são mais comuns no verão? A falta de saneamento básico (redes de água e esgoto) nas áreas pobres e as chuvas de verão, que favorecem o acúmulo de água parada, criam ambientes favoráveis para o aumento da quantidade de vírus e bactérias. Quando alguém adoece nessas regiões, a doença se espalha rapidamente por meio dos restos de fezes. O lixo acumulado também facilita o aumento do número de casos, pois ratos, baratas e mosquitos levam nas patas os microorganismos para as casas da região. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A dengue é uma das mais conhecidas ’doenças de verão’. Ela é transmitida por um mosquito de nome complicado - o Aedes aegypti, que transporta o vírus. Quem é picado pelo inseto pode sentir febre alta, dores de cabeça, nos músculos e nas articulações, além de perder o apetite, ter náuseas e apresentar bolinhas vermelhas por todo o corpo que causam coceiras. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Outra doença de verão causada por vírus é a hepatite viral do tipo A, que ataca o fígado. A pessoa pode levar até um mês para desenvolver os sintomas, tempo suficiente para o vírus atacar as células hepáticas (do fígado), provocando amarelamento da pele, febre, dores de cabeça e musculares e o aumento do tamanho do fígado. Mas nem sempre a criança contaminada pelo vírus apresenta todos esses sintomas; ela pode sentir apenas mal-estar ou sinais de gripe. Na maioria das vezes, a doença sequer é detectada pelo médico. Como no caso da dengue, não existe ainda medicação eficaz contra o vírus da hepatite A: o melhor a fazer é tratar dos sintomas da doença. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A melhor forma de combater essas doenças é a prevenção. Para evitar a dengue, deve-se retirar da casa e do quintal objetos que possam juntar água parada, principal foco da doença. No caso da hepatite A, que é transmitida por meio de alimentos e da água contaminada, deve-se evitar o contato com essa água. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas os cuidados que devemos seguir no verão não param por aí! Em dias de calor, os médicos recomendam que se beba mais de dois litros de água para ficar hidratado. Evite alimentos gordurosos, não tome sol entre 10h e 16h e use filtro solar, óculos de sol e chapéu quando for à praia ou piscina. E lembre-se: todos devem se cuidar para curtir as férias de forma mais saudável!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5056158759239113183-7953487776555972898?l=eupaula-pinguim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eupaula-pinguim.blogspot.com/feeds/7953487776555972898/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5056158759239113183&amp;postID=7953487776555972898' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5056158759239113183/posts/default/7953487776555972898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5056158759239113183/posts/default/7953487776555972898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eupaula-pinguim.blogspot.com/2007/07/por-falar-em-vero.html' title='POR FALAR EM VERÃO........'/><author><name>pinguim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02313959484308392056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/SfHXeMDj-kI/AAAAAAAABbU/7RZjZtF_tiI/S220/Imagem+070.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/Rp4Djm1dUoI/AAAAAAAAAqc/77u_zZ0DEW0/s72-c/images%5B49%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5056158759239113183.post-7193249130433513994</id><published>2007-07-17T11:14:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-07-17T11:46:54.489+01:00</updated><title type='text'>SOS</title><content type='html'>AGORA QUE ESTAMOS DE FÉRIAS, NÃO ABANDONEM OS ANIMAIS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"O Homem tem feito na Terra um inferno para os animais."&lt;br /&gt;                                      (Arthur Schopenhauer)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/RpydKm1dUnI/AAAAAAAAAqU/Y9WylsKqJbI/s1600-h/coluna_102_1_alt%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/RpydKm1dUnI/AAAAAAAAAqU/Y9WylsKqJbI/s400/coluna_102_1_alt%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088114484570837618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CAMPANHA POSSE RESPONSÁVEL &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BONS AMIGOS FICAM JUNTOS ATÉ O FIM... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Os cães e gatos são animais domésticos de estimação &lt;br /&gt;e dependem do homem para viver. &lt;br /&gt;São seres vivos e não brinquedos descartáveis!!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O ABANDONO É A PIOR COISA QUE PODE ACONTECER &lt;br /&gt;COM UM ANIMAL DE ESTIMAÇÃO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5056158759239113183-7193249130433513994?l=eupaula-pinguim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eupaula-pinguim.blogspot.com/feeds/7193249130433513994/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5056158759239113183&amp;postID=7193249130433513994' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5056158759239113183/posts/default/7193249130433513994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5056158759239113183/posts/default/7193249130433513994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eupaula-pinguim.blogspot.com/2007/07/sos.html' title='SOS'/><author><name>pinguim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02313959484308392056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/SfHXeMDj-kI/AAAAAAAABbU/7RZjZtF_tiI/S220/Imagem+070.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/RpydKm1dUnI/AAAAAAAAAqU/Y9WylsKqJbI/s72-c/coluna_102_1_alt%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5056158759239113183.post-2358049544113628438</id><published>2007-07-16T21:11:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-07-16T21:21:48.750+01:00</updated><title type='text'>OLÁ</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/RpvRXW1dUmI/AAAAAAAAAqM/Kih4MPYza40/s1600-h/0003gshy%5B1%5D.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/RpvRXW1dUmI/AAAAAAAAAqM/Kih4MPYza40/s400/0003gshy%5B1%5D.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087890403242103394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oi&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Como estão?Já à muito tempo que não vinha aqui!Mudei muita coisa no blog &lt;br /&gt;espero que gostem.Hoje só vos deixo uma menssagem.bjs&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5056158759239113183-2358049544113628438?l=eupaula-pinguim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eupaula-pinguim.blogspot.com/feeds/2358049544113628438/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5056158759239113183&amp;postID=2358049544113628438' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5056158759239113183/posts/default/2358049544113628438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5056158759239113183/posts/default/2358049544113628438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eupaula-pinguim.blogspot.com/2007/07/ol.html' title='OLÁ'/><author><name>pinguim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02313959484308392056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/SfHXeMDj-kI/AAAAAAAABbU/7RZjZtF_tiI/S220/Imagem+070.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/RpvRXW1dUmI/AAAAAAAAAqM/Kih4MPYza40/s72-c/0003gshy%5B1%5D.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5056158759239113183.post-3302190619163732944</id><published>2007-04-04T11:39:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-04-04T12:18:53.666+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049530481783438770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/RhOJODk1fbI/AAAAAAAAAkY/vRkjtUx2stw/s400/BlogDaMary-BarraGrande%5B1%5D.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049527763069140354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/RhOGvzk1fYI/AAAAAAAAAkA/gjxKwwLptVQ/s400/feliz_aniversario%5B1%5D.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;PARA MIM......&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;que faço 42 anos......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/RhOHtDk1fZI/AAAAAAAAAkI/9ZGMWbxiRRQ/s1600-h/avida[1].gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049528815336127890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/RhOHtDk1fZI/AAAAAAAAAkI/9ZGMWbxiRRQ/s400/avida%5B1%5D.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/RhOIXDk1faI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/UjuQ5NIpzcQ/s1600-h/BlogDaMary-BarraGrande[1].gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049529536890633634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/RhOIXDk1faI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/UjuQ5NIpzcQ/s400/BlogDaMary-BarraGrande%5B1%5D.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5056158759239113183-3302190619163732944?l=eupaula-pinguim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eupaula-pinguim.blogspot.com/feeds/3302190619163732944/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5056158759239113183&amp;postID=3302190619163732944' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5056158759239113183/posts/default/3302190619163732944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5056158759239113183/posts/default/3302190619163732944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eupaula-pinguim.blogspot.com/2007/04/para-mim.html' title=''/><author><name>pinguim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02313959484308392056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/SfHXeMDj-kI/AAAAAAAABbU/7RZjZtF_tiI/S220/Imagem+070.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/RhOJODk1fbI/AAAAAAAAAkY/vRkjtUx2stw/s72-c/BlogDaMary-BarraGrande%5B1%5D.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5056158759239113183.post-3312480253354484980</id><published>2007-04-02T21:14:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-04-02T22:19:43.732+01:00</updated><title type='text'>DIA DO LIVRO INFANTIL</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/RhFlyUXzTLI/AAAAAAAAAjI/o4iavy2ZCVc/s1600-h/Catscatinbag[1].gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048928572395441330" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/RhFlyUXzTLI/AAAAAAAAAjI/o4iavy2ZCVc/s400/Catscatinbag%5B1%5D.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/RhFkZ0XzTKI/AAAAAAAAAjA/2W8TFOGf2wM/s1600-h/_flor2[1].gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048927051977018530" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/RhFkZ0XzTKI/AAAAAAAAAjA/2W8TFOGf2wM/s400/_flor2%5B1%5D.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/RhFkZ0XzTKI/AAAAAAAAAjA/2W8TFOGf2wM/s1600-h/_flor2[1].gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048927051977018530" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/RhFkZ0XzTKI/AAAAAAAAAjA/2W8TFOGf2wM/s400/_flor2%5B1%5D.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;-OLÁ!, POSSO ENTRAR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;NESTA HISTÓRIA?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/RhFkZ0XzTKI/AAAAAAAAAjA/2W8TFOGf2wM/s1600-h/_flor2[1].gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048927051977018530" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/RhFkZ0XzTKI/AAAAAAAAAjA/2W8TFOGf2wM/s400/_flor2%5B1%5D.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#993300;"&gt;HISTÓRIA DO GATO QUE QURIA EN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#993300;"&gt;TRAR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#993300;"&gt;NO LIVRO...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;Era uma vez um gato, que gostava de entrar numa história infantil. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;espreitava daqui, espreitava dali, mas &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;as histórias onde ele espreitava, eram sempre de outros animais.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;Ou eram de elefantes que caminhavam em África,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;ou de pinguins no polo Norte,mas nunca de gatos brincalhões.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;Um dia, ouviu miar. Um miar como que chamassem por ele.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;correu, correu e viu um livro de todas as cores, deitado no lixo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;O som realmente vinha daquele livro. Ele entrou no contentor do lixo, no papelão,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;e viu o livro de todas as cores a chamar por ele.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;-Miau, miau, quem nos ajuda! dizia o livro! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;o nosso gato, pegou no livro com a boca e saltou daquele papelão.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;Abriu o livro, qual é o espanto&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;e vê uma&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;ninhada de gatos num cesto.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;-Mas o que estão aqui a fazer? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;-Nós fomos postos aqui pelo nosso dono....e estamos muito tristes.Disseram os gatitos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;-Mas quem era o vosso dono? perguntou o nosso gato.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;Era um menino que estragava os brinquedos, não os estimava!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;-Ah, por isso é que ele vos deitou fora!?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;-Sim. responderam os pequenitos. Ele nunca leu o nosso livro.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;-Ah, mas isso é que não. os livros são nossos amigos!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;E o nosso gato continuo: E eu que andava á procura duma história para nela entrar, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;não sabem de nenhuma? perguntou o nosso gato.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;- Mas tu já estás numa história!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;-O quê? perguntou curioso......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;-Sim, tu entraste no nosso livro, salvando-nos. És o nosso herói.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;- Ah, que bom. Agora faço parte do mundo das crianças....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;Entrei num livro infantil..................................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;VITÓRIA, VITÓRIA, ACABOU-SE A HISTÓRIA!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/RhFvT0XzTMI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/0NicicMOwzI/s1600-h/gatos[1].gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048939043525708994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/RhFvT0XzTMI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/0NicicMOwzI/s400/gatos%5B1%5D.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                          &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/RhFkZ0XzTKI/AAAAAAAAAjA/2W8TFOGf2wM/s1600-h/_flor2[1].gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048927051977018530" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/RhFkZ0XzTKI/AAAAAAAAAjA/2W8TFOGf2wM/s400/_flor2%5B1%5D.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#663366;"&gt;OS LIVROS SÃO NOSSOS AMIGOS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048942531039153362" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/RhFye0XzTNI/AAAAAAAAAjY/SM33gIrpdX0/s400/mmp791_livro2%5B1%5D.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/5056158759239113183-3312480253354484980?l=eupaula-pinguim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eupaula-pinguim.blogspot.com/feeds/3312480253354484980/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5056158759239113183&amp;postID=3312480253354484980' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5056158759239113183/posts/default/3312480253354484980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5056158759239113183/posts/default/3312480253354484980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eupaula-pinguim.blogspot.com/2007/04/dia-do-livro-infantil.html' title='DIA DO LIVRO INFANTIL'/><author><name>pinguim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02313959484308392056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/SfHXeMDj-kI/AAAAAAAABbU/7RZjZtF_tiI/S220/Imagem+070.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/RhFlyUXzTLI/AAAAAAAAAjI/o4iavy2ZCVc/s72-c/Catscatinbag%5B1%5D.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5056158759239113183.post-7500201818977118319</id><published>2007-03-27T21:03:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-03-27T21:19:17.977+01:00</updated><title type='text'>DIA MUNDIAL DO TEATRO</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/Rgl79_EByRI/AAAAAAAAAiM/50sEdiWMOOY/s1600-h/barra11[1].gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046701162275916050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/Rgl79_EByRI/AAAAAAAAAiM/50sEdiWMOOY/s400/barra11%5B1%5D.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/Rgl7uPEByQI/AAAAAAAAAiE/Ur97AYby3pg/s1600-h/TEATRO%201[1].jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046700891692976386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/Rgl7uPEByQI/AAAAAAAAAiE/Ur97AYby3pg/s320/TEATRO%25201%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;TEATRO &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ninguém ama o teatro essencial como o actor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Como a essência do amor do actor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;O teatro em geral, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;o actor em estado geral de graça.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-Herberto Helder-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/Rgl5sPEByMI/AAAAAAAAAhk/GEttfSLZnS8/s1600-h/teatro_mascara[1].jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046698658309982402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/Rgl5sPEByMI/AAAAAAAAAhk/GEttfSLZnS8/s400/teatro_mascara%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/Rgl6efEByOI/AAAAAAAAAh0/BYvnfxbNkc8/s1600-h/barra11[1].gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046699521598408930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/Rgl6efEByOI/AAAAAAAAAh0/BYvnfxbNkc8/s400/barra11%5B1%5D.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/5056158759239113183-7500201818977118319?l=eupaula-pinguim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eupaula-pinguim.blogspot.com/feeds/7500201818977118319/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5056158759239113183&amp;postID=7500201818977118319' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5056158759239113183/posts/default/7500201818977118319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5056158759239113183/posts/default/7500201818977118319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eupaula-pinguim.blogspot.com/2007/03/teatro-ningum-ama-o-teatro-essencial.html' title='DIA MUNDIAL DO TEATRO'/><author><name>pinguim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02313959484308392056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/SfHXeMDj-kI/AAAAAAAABbU/7RZjZtF_tiI/S220/Imagem+070.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/Rgl79_EByRI/AAAAAAAAAiM/50sEdiWMOOY/s72-c/barra11%5B1%5D.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5056158759239113183.post-2453083073962332356</id><published>2007-03-27T14:08:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-03-27T14:35:25.137+01:00</updated><title type='text'>DIA DO LIVRO PORTUGUÊS</title><content type='html'>Merece toda a nossa atenção este dia. Porque não com a Epopeia portuguesa?&lt;br /&gt;E aqui vai o poema de Camões que eu mais gosto.&lt;br /&gt;Não é dos Lusíadas mas é Admirável.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/RgkaaPEByKI/AAAAAAAAAhU/fAZoVOsqLS4/s1600-h/FHLP364_z[1].jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046593895467698338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/RgkaaPEByKI/AAAAAAAAAhU/fAZoVOsqLS4/s320/FHLP364_z%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/RgkXjfEByHI/AAAAAAAAAg8/8MBLd76Y3Po/s1600-h/FHLP174_z[1].jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046590755846604914" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/RgkXjfEByHI/AAAAAAAAAg8/8MBLd76Y3Po/s320/FHLP174_z%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Amor é fogo que arde sem se ver&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Amor é fogo que arde sem se ver;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;É ferida que dói e não se sente;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;É um contentamento descontente;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;É dor que desatina sem doer; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;     É um não querer mais que bem querer;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;É solitário andar por entre a gente;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;É nunca contentar-se de contente;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;É cuidar que se ganha em se perder;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; É querer estar preso por vontade;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; É servir a quem vence, o vencedor;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; É ter com quem nos mata lealdade;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;                                                    Mas como causar pode seu favor;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;                                                   Nos corações humanos amizade;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;                                                     Se tão contrário a si é o mesmo Amor? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5056158759239113183-2453083073962332356?l=eupaula-pinguim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eupaula-pinguim.blogspot.com/feeds/2453083073962332356/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5056158759239113183&amp;postID=2453083073962332356' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5056158759239113183/posts/default/2453083073962332356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5056158759239113183/posts/default/2453083073962332356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eupaula-pinguim.blogspot.com/2007/03/dia-do-livro-portugus.html' title='DIA DO LIVRO PORTUGUÊS'/><author><name>pinguim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02313959484308392056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/SfHXeMDj-kI/AAAAAAAABbU/7RZjZtF_tiI/S220/Imagem+070.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/RgkaaPEByKI/AAAAAAAAAhU/fAZoVOsqLS4/s72-c/FHLP364_z%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5056158759239113183.post-3045376419308133340</id><published>2007-03-23T17:54:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-03-23T18:42:31.788Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;ÁRVORES.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Parece-me que ninguém há-de&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;ver poema tão belo como a árvore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Àrvore que sua boca não desferra,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;do seio doce e liberal da terra.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Àrvore, sempre de Deus a ver imagem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;e erguendo em reza os braços de folhagem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Àrvore que pode usar, como capelo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;ninhos de papo-ruivo no cabelo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Em cujo peito a neve estende assente, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;que vive com a chuma intímamente.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Os tontos como eu fazem poesia, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;uma árvore só Deus é que faria.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/RgQaT_EBx7I/AAAAAAAAAfc/EtJ14NAXpiE/s1600-h/araucarias-ao-entardecer[1].jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045186413209962418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/RgQaT_EBx7I/AAAAAAAAAfc/EtJ14NAXpiE/s400/araucarias-ao-entardecer%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                     Juntamente com a Primavera, chega o Dia da Árvore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/RgQVd_EBx6I/AAAAAAAAAfU/eobE9iHyPDM/s1600-h/barra13[1].gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045181087450515362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/RgQVd_EBx6I/AAAAAAAAAfU/eobE9iHyPDM/s400/barra13%5B1%5D.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5056158759239113183-3045376419308133340?l=eupaula-pinguim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eupaula-pinguim.blogspot.com/feeds/3045376419308133340/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5056158759239113183&amp;postID=3045376419308133340' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5056158759239113183/posts/default/3045376419308133340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5056158759239113183/posts/default/3045376419308133340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eupaula-pinguim.blogspot.com/2007/03/rvores.html' title=''/><author><name>pinguim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02313959484308392056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/SfHXeMDj-kI/AAAAAAAABbU/7RZjZtF_tiI/S220/Imagem+070.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/RgQaT_EBx7I/AAAAAAAAAfc/EtJ14NAXpiE/s72-c/araucarias-ao-entardecer%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5056158759239113183.post-5766994630274140211</id><published>2007-03-23T12:24:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-03-23T12:37:16.277Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/RgPJLPEBx4I/AAAAAAAAAfE/dn20M6e8sjY/s1600-h/floaties34[1].gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045097202444257154" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/RgPJLPEBx4I/AAAAAAAAAfE/dn20M6e8sjY/s400/floaties34%5B1%5D.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/RgPH6_EBx3I/AAAAAAAAAe8/mABPzCChfQc/s1600-h/gif612[1].gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045095823759755122" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/RgPH6_EBx3I/AAAAAAAAAe8/mABPzCChfQc/s400/gif612%5B1%5D.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/RgPHp_EBx2I/AAAAAAAAAe0/W5u11SxPHxw/s1600-h/bebe[1].jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045095531701978978" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/RgPHp_EBx2I/AAAAAAAAAe0/W5u11SxPHxw/s400/bebe%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;PRIMAVERA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Chegaste de mansinho,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;com sinais vitais a pulsar, como&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;se de uma mulher se tratasse...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Num invasivo mexilhar de bichos,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;crias a nova era do ano.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Benvinda Primavera!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;como uma explosão de cores,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;num renascer de vida!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;-Ana Paula Corda-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/RgPHS_EBx1I/AAAAAAAAAes/WskUzo9lfog/s1600-h/barra13[1].gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045095136564987730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/RgPHS_EBx1I/AAAAAAAAAes/WskUzo9lfog/s400/barra13%5B1%5D.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5056158759239113183-5766994630274140211?l=eupaula-pinguim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eupaula-pinguim.blogspot.com/feeds/5766994630274140211/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5056158759239113183&amp;postID=5766994630274140211' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5056158759239113183/posts/default/5766994630274140211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5056158759239113183/posts/default/5766994630274140211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eupaula-pinguim.blogspot.com/2007/03/primavera-chegaste-de-mansinho-com.html' title=''/><author><name>pinguim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02313959484308392056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/SfHXeMDj-kI/AAAAAAAABbU/7RZjZtF_tiI/S220/Imagem+070.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/RgPJLPEBx4I/AAAAAAAAAfE/dn20M6e8sjY/s72-c/floaties34%5B1%5D.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5056158759239113183.post-7930425073583023830</id><published>2007-03-22T21:54:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-03-22T21:59:57.302Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/RgL7Z_EBxKI/AAAAAAAAAZU/voKqJhJUH_M/s1600-h/Imagem+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044870956452005026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/RgL7Z_EBxKI/AAAAAAAAAZU/voKqJhJUH_M/s400/Imagem+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Filipe -13anos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044870823308018834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/RgL7SPEBxJI/AAAAAAAAAZM/MX9Pbcemeos/s400/Imagem.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Ana Maria-8anos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;Estes foram os quadros que os meus filhotes fizeram em casa para o pai...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;Obrigado Pai cá de casa, por existires...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&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/5056158759239113183-7930425073583023830?l=eupaula-pinguim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eupaula-pinguim.blogspot.com/feeds/7930425073583023830/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5056158759239113183&amp;postID=7930425073583023830' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5056158759239113183/posts/default/7930425073583023830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5056158759239113183/posts/default/7930425073583023830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eupaula-pinguim.blogspot.com/2007/03/filipe-13anos-ana-maria-8anos-estes.html' title=''/><author><name>pinguim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02313959484308392056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/SfHXeMDj-kI/AAAAAAAABbU/7RZjZtF_tiI/S220/Imagem+070.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/RgL7Z_EBxKI/AAAAAAAAAZU/voKqJhJUH_M/s72-c/Imagem+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5056158759239113183.post-4522736321014522602</id><published>2007-03-22T11:26:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-03-22T11:39:16.344Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/RgJoDvEBxFI/AAAAAAAAAYs/KWiqiIhzuH8/s1600-h/Fan_Pais[1].jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044708945990632530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/RgJoDvEBxFI/AAAAAAAAAYs/KWiqiIhzuH8/s400/Fan_Pais%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Pai!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;ste dia é dedicado a ti...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Obrigado por me dares a vida.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;obrigado porque me ensinaste muitas coisas,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;apesar de estares longe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;gosto muito de ti........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;- Ana Paula Corda-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/RgJqDfEBxGI/AAAAAAAAAY0/QuSFucrhy4g/s1600-h/pai[1].jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044711140718920802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/RgJqDfEBxGI/AAAAAAAAAY0/QuSFucrhy4g/s400/pai%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5056158759239113183-4522736321014522602?l=eupaula-pinguim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eupaula-pinguim.blogspot.com/feeds/4522736321014522602/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5056158759239113183&amp;postID=4522736321014522602' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5056158759239113183/posts/default/4522736321014522602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5056158759239113183/posts/default/4522736321014522602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eupaula-pinguim.blogspot.com/2007/03/pai-e-ste-dia-dedicado-ti.html' title=''/><author><name>pinguim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02313959484308392056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/SfHXeMDj-kI/AAAAAAAABbU/7RZjZtF_tiI/S220/Imagem+070.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/RgJoDvEBxFI/AAAAAAAAAYs/KWiqiIhzuH8/s72-c/Fan_Pais%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5056158759239113183.post-4585993175387704370</id><published>2007-03-08T15:12:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-03-08T15:26:50.062Z</updated><title type='text'>PARABÉNS MULHERES........</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/RfArJOu9WlI/AAAAAAAAAXI/wPErq_Rhd3Q/s1600-h/p-033[1].gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039575420601457234" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/RfArJOu9WlI/AAAAAAAAAXI/wPErq_Rhd3Q/s200/p-033%5B1%5D.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/5056158759239113183-4585993175387704370?l=eupaula-pinguim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eupaula-pinguim.blogspot.com/feeds/4585993175387704370/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5056158759239113183&amp;postID=4585993175387704370' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5056158759239113183/posts/default/4585993175387704370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5056158759239113183/posts/default/4585993175387704370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eupaula-pinguim.blogspot.com/2007/03/parabns-mulheres.html' title='PARABÉNS MULHERES........'/><author><name>pinguim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02313959484308392056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/SfHXeMDj-kI/AAAAAAAABbU/7RZjZtF_tiI/S220/Imagem+070.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/RfArJOu9WlI/AAAAAAAAAXI/wPErq_Rhd3Q/s72-c/p-033%5B1%5D.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5056158759239113183.post-1820191508137688103</id><published>2007-03-08T14:31:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-03-08T15:09:38.850Z</updated><title type='text'>O que a Mulher espera........</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039566663163140674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/RfAjLeu9WkI/AAAAAAAAAXA/NRQ-9_HeCgo/s320/normal_2063_photo%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;                                                                                                Ser Mãe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                          -------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/RfAi8-u9WjI/AAAAAAAAAW4/gmgqTvcZpB4/s1600-h/images[11].jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039566414055037490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/RfAi8-u9WjI/AAAAAAAAAW4/gmgqTvcZpB4/s320/images%5B11%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                                                       &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;Ser Bonita&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                  ----------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/RfAiheu9WiI/AAAAAAAAAWw/cu1yvLE3GEQ/s1600-h/grav_mulher_deitada_no_ar[1].jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039565941608634914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/RfAiheu9WiI/AAAAAAAAAWw/cu1yvLE3GEQ/s320/grav_mulher_deitada_no_ar%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;                                                                                                 Ser Ajudada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;                                                                  ----------------------------------------------------------                        &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/RfAhz-u9WhI/AAAAAAAAAWo/RpMQ-nwC0Wg/s1600-h/g05xh7[1].gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039565159924587026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/RfAhz-u9WhI/AAAAAAAAAWo/RpMQ-nwC0Wg/s320/g05xh7%5B1%5D.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;                                            &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;                                                                                         Ser Amada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;                                                             ----------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/RfAhUuu9WgI/AAAAAAAAAWg/P0yEdROyDmI/s1600-h/g07nz8[1].gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039564623053675010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/RfAhUuu9WgI/AAAAAAAAAWg/P0yEdROyDmI/s320/g07nz8%5B1%5D.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;                                                                                       Não ser discriminada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www2.blogger.com/"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039561612281600482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/RfAeleu9WeI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/MGrBJeJelqU/s320/borboleta12%5B1%5D.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Ser Mulher é :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Ser Princesa aos 20&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Ser Rainha aos 30&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Ser Imperatriz aos 40&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Ser ESPECIAL toda a Vida...... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039563270138976754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/RfAgF-u9WfI/AAAAAAAAAWY/bsgJI7KRV1c/s320/borboleta12%5B1%5D.gif" border="0" /&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/5056158759239113183-1820191508137688103?l=eupaula-pinguim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eupaula-pinguim.blogspot.com/feeds/1820191508137688103/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5056158759239113183&amp;postID=1820191508137688103' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5056158759239113183/posts/default/1820191508137688103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5056158759239113183/posts/default/1820191508137688103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eupaula-pinguim.blogspot.com/2007/03/o-que-mulher-espera.html' title='O que a Mulher espera........'/><author><name>pinguim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02313959484308392056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/SfHXeMDj-kI/AAAAAAAABbU/7RZjZtF_tiI/S220/Imagem+070.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/RfAjLeu9WkI/AAAAAAAAAXA/NRQ-9_HeCgo/s72-c/normal_2063_photo%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5056158759239113183.post-1734727672447450527</id><published>2007-03-08T13:50:00.001Z</published><updated>2007-03-08T13:57:25.138Z</updated><title type='text'>MULHER- O PERFUME....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039551377374533986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/RfAVRuu9WWI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/LDM-KLZg9ho/s320/barrajanela%5B1%5D.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;Mar em movimento com ondas de sobressalto...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;Arco-irís colorido, que maravilha o olhar de quem passa...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;Ave ferida na asa, em rumo ao horizonte.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;Beleza astral,Beleza infiníta, Beleza perfumada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;Mulher criança, mulher lua, mulher mãe,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;esposa, e mulher noite..........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;Ser cativante, dócil, e meiga....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;Flôr delicada que embeleza o jardim....&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;Não basta os 5 sentidos, para perceber toda a sua beleza....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-Paula Corda-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/RfAS6-u9WVI/AAAAAAAAAVI/WBVtJpMHTdE/s1600-h/barrajanela[1].gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039548787509254482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/RfAS6-u9WVI/AAAAAAAAAVI/WBVtJpMHTdE/s320/barrajanela%5B1%5D.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;/div&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/5056158759239113183-1734727672447450527?l=eupaula-pinguim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eupaula-pinguim.blogspot.com/feeds/1734727672447450527/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5056158759239113183&amp;postID=1734727672447450527' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5056158759239113183/posts/default/1734727672447450527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5056158759239113183/posts/default/1734727672447450527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eupaula-pinguim.blogspot.com/2007/03/mulher-o-perfume.html' title='MULHER- O PERFUME....'/><author><name>pinguim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02313959484308392056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/SfHXeMDj-kI/AAAAAAAABbU/7RZjZtF_tiI/S220/Imagem+070.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/RfAVRuu9WWI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/LDM-KLZg9ho/s72-c/barrajanela%5B1%5D.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5056158759239113183.post-3352992632411115470</id><published>2007-03-06T14:22:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-03-06T14:22:00.651Z</updated><title type='text'>Templo dos Sonhos - O Site de Mensagens dos seus Sonhos</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.templodossonhos.com/menu/powerpoint_pensamentos.htm"&gt;Templo dos Sonhos - O Site de Mensagens dos seus Sonhos&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5056158759239113183-3352992632411115470?l=eupaula-pinguim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.templodossonhos.com/menu/powerpoint_pensamentos.htm' title='Templo dos Sonhos - O Site de Mensagens dos seus Sonhos'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eupaula-pinguim.blogspot.com/feeds/3352992632411115470/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5056158759239113183&amp;postID=3352992632411115470' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5056158759239113183/posts/default/3352992632411115470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5056158759239113183/posts/default/3352992632411115470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eupaula-pinguim.blogspot.com/2007/03/templo-dos-sonhos-o-site-de-mensagens.html' title='Templo dos Sonhos - O Site de Mensagens dos seus Sonhos'/><author><name>pinguim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02313959484308392056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/SfHXeMDj-kI/AAAAAAAABbU/7RZjZtF_tiI/S220/Imagem+070.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5056158759239113183.post-7026068253842757602</id><published>2007-03-03T14:48:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-03-03T14:50:40.480Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/RemLMiSqgyI/AAAAAAAAAT0/iBUOSYBnfew/s1600-h/barrinhang1%5B1%5D.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/RemLMiSqgyI/AAAAAAAAAT0/iBUOSYBnfew/s200/barrinhang1%5B1%5D.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037710705670390562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5056158759239113183-7026068253842757602?l=eupaula-pinguim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eupaula-pinguim.blogspot.com/feeds/7026068253842757602/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5056158759239113183&amp;postID=7026068253842757602' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5056158759239113183/posts/default/7026068253842757602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5056158759239113183/posts/default/7026068253842757602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eupaula-pinguim.blogspot.com/2007/03/blog-post_1024.html' title=''/><author><name>pinguim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02313959484308392056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/SfHXeMDj-kI/AAAAAAAABbU/7RZjZtF_tiI/S220/Imagem+070.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/RemLMiSqgyI/AAAAAAAAAT0/iBUOSYBnfew/s72-c/barrinhang1%5B1%5D.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5056158759239113183.post-9182094099868728504</id><published>2007-03-03T14:34:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-03-03T14:47:04.552Z</updated><title type='text'>A PROCURA.........</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/RemJqiSqgxI/AAAAAAAAATc/Bw-twalz-z0/s200/f14%5B1%5D.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037709022043210514" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/RemJqiSqgxI/AAAAAAAAATc/Bw-twalz-z0/s1600-h/f14%5B1%5D.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/RemJqiSqgxI/AAAAAAAAATc/Bw-twalz-z0/s200/f14%5B1%5D.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037709022043210514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037706930394137314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/RemHwySqguI/AAAAAAAAATE/pOjL3MgeMU0/s400/dilbert3%5B1%5D.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Olá! estou aqui para dizer que sou muito envergonhado...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Ando á procura duma vaca que fugiu da minha sala de aula... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Viram-na??????&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/5056158759239113183-9182094099868728504?l=eupaula-pinguim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eupaula-pinguim.blogspot.com/feeds/9182094099868728504/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5056158759239113183&amp;postID=9182094099868728504' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5056158759239113183/posts/default/9182094099868728504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5056158759239113183/posts/default/9182094099868728504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eupaula-pinguim.blogspot.com/2007/03/procura.html' title='A PROCURA.........'/><author><name>pinguim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02313959484308392056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/SfHXeMDj-kI/AAAAAAAABbU/7RZjZtF_tiI/S220/Imagem+070.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/RemJqiSqgxI/AAAAAAAAATc/Bw-twalz-z0/s72-c/f14%5B1%5D.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5056158759239113183.post-5805693223886760246</id><published>2007-03-03T14:14:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-03-03T14:22:56.957Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/RemEtiSqgqI/AAAAAAAAASg/QbgxzCafrPo/s1600-h/nv1ct4[1].gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037703576024679074" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/RemEtiSqgqI/AAAAAAAAASg/QbgxzCafrPo/s400/nv1ct4%5B1%5D.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/RemEtiSqgqI/AAAAAAAAASg/QbgxzCafrPo/s1600-h/nv1ct4[1].gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037703576024679074" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/RemEtiSqgqI/AAAAAAAAASg/QbgxzCafrPo/s400/nv1ct4%5B1%5D.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/RemC2CSqgoI/AAAAAAAAASM/WC6yaxKlSsI/s1600-h/1050[1].jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037701523030311554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/RemC2CSqgoI/AAAAAAAAASM/WC6yaxKlSsI/s400/1050%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#003300;"&gt;Quem disse que uma vaca não pode dar aulas de &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#003300;"&gt;Geografia? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#003300;"&gt;Veja o mapa Mundo desenhado nela própria!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&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/5056158759239113183-5805693223886760246?l=eupaula-pinguim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eupaula-pinguim.blogspot.com/feeds/5805693223886760246/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5056158759239113183&amp;postID=5805693223886760246' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5056158759239113183/posts/default/5805693223886760246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5056158759239113183/posts/default/5805693223886760246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eupaula-pinguim.blogspot.com/2007/03/quem-disse-que-uma-vaca-no-pode-dar.html' title=''/><author><name>pinguim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02313959484308392056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/SfHXeMDj-kI/AAAAAAAABbU/7RZjZtF_tiI/S220/Imagem+070.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/RemEtiSqgqI/AAAAAAAAASg/QbgxzCafrPo/s72-c/nv1ct4%5B1%5D.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5056158759239113183.post-5423679422616254758</id><published>2007-03-03T14:12:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-03-03T14:13:39.299Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/RemCfySqgnI/AAAAAAAAASA/QKF3ZJUXicM/s1600-h/mail084%5B1%5D.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/RemCfySqgnI/AAAAAAAAASA/QKF3ZJUXicM/s400/mail084%5B1%5D.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037701140778222194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5056158759239113183-5423679422616254758?l=eupaula-pinguim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eupaula-pinguim.blogspot.com/feeds/5423679422616254758/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5056158759239113183&amp;postID=5423679422616254758' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5056158759239113183/posts/default/5423679422616254758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5056158759239113183/posts/default/5423679422616254758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eupaula-pinguim.blogspot.com/2007/03/blog-post_03.html' title=''/><author><name>pinguim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02313959484308392056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/SfHXeMDj-kI/AAAAAAAABbU/7RZjZtF_tiI/S220/Imagem+070.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/RemCfySqgnI/AAAAAAAAASA/QKF3ZJUXicM/s72-c/mail084%5B1%5D.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5056158759239113183.post-1895970866551854856</id><published>2007-03-01T16:38:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-03-01T16:52:49.622Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/RecEvTECoFI/AAAAAAAAARs/GisGMERjaRg/s1600-h/8407[1].jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036999918854774866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/RecEvTECoFI/AAAAAAAAARs/GisGMERjaRg/s320/8407%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/RecCnTECoEI/AAAAAAAAARk/TKvesn6wsCs/s1600-h/fada025[1].gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036997582392565826" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/RecCnTECoEI/AAAAAAAAARk/TKvesn6wsCs/s320/fada025%5B1%5D.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/RecB0TECoDI/AAAAAAAAARc/IXqE3jb7a8c/s1600-h/046[1].gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036996706219237426" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/RecB0TECoDI/AAAAAAAAARc/IXqE3jb7a8c/s320/046%5B1%5D.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Eu gosto de pensar que a vida tem &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;MAGIA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Dar imaginação á vida torna-a mais doce.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;De pensar que para lá das estrelas existem outros seres. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Ou que no fundo do arco-irís existe um pote com ouro.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Mas realmente quem ganha na imaginação, são as &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Crianças!&lt;/span&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/5056158759239113183-1895970866551854856?l=eupaula-pinguim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eupaula-pinguim.blogspot.com/feeds/1895970866551854856/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5056158759239113183&amp;postID=1895970866551854856' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5056158759239113183/posts/default/1895970866551854856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5056158759239113183/posts/default/1895970866551854856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eupaula-pinguim.blogspot.com/2007/03/eu-gosto-de-pensar-que-vida-tem-magia.html' title=''/><author><name>pinguim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02313959484308392056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/SfHXeMDj-kI/AAAAAAAABbU/7RZjZtF_tiI/S220/Imagem+070.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/RecEvTECoFI/AAAAAAAAARs/GisGMERjaRg/s72-c/8407%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5056158759239113183.post-4580498868018652140</id><published>2007-03-01T14:49:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-03-01T14:57:30.813Z</updated><title type='text'>MENSSAGEM</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/RebpwzECoCI/AAAAAAAAARM/IKU5rsV4uJY/s1600-h/Ridimensiona%20didigital014[1].jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036970257810628642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/RebpwzECoCI/AAAAAAAAARM/IKU5rsV4uJY/s320/Ridimensiona%2520didigital014%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/ReboOTECoBI/AAAAAAAAARE/smk5Ba9a83k/s1600-h/1034[1].gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036968565593514002" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/ReboOTECoBI/AAAAAAAAARE/smk5Ba9a83k/s320/1034%5B1%5D.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;" O PASSADO É APENAS UM SONHO,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;O FUTURO UMA VISÃO.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;MAS O PRESENTEBEM VIVIDO TORNA&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;TODO O PASSADO UM SONHO DE FELICIDADE,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;E O FUTURO UMA VISÃO DE ESPERANÇA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;POR ISSO PRESTE ATENÇÃO AO DIA DE HOJE!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Provérbio sânscrito&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/5056158759239113183-4580498868018652140?l=eupaula-pinguim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eupaula-pinguim.blogspot.com/feeds/4580498868018652140/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5056158759239113183&amp;postID=4580498868018652140' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5056158759239113183/posts/default/4580498868018652140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5056158759239113183/posts/default/4580498868018652140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eupaula-pinguim.blogspot.com/2007/03/menssagem.html' title='MENSSAGEM'/><author><name>pinguim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02313959484308392056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/SfHXeMDj-kI/AAAAAAAABbU/7RZjZtF_tiI/S220/Imagem+070.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/RebpwzECoCI/AAAAAAAAARM/IKU5rsV4uJY/s72-c/Ridimensiona%2520didigital014%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5056158759239113183.post-3134559751910827641</id><published>2007-03-01T14:12:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-03-01T14:47:38.018Z</updated><title type='text'>RECORDANDO.....................</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/RebnFDECoAI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/gNFO--yeFVA/s1600-h/g11li1[1].gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036967307168096258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/RebnFDECoAI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/gNFO--yeFVA/s320/g11li1%5B1%5D.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Um dia relecti&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;se já fui jovem ou não&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;é que agora aos 41 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;essa imagens parecem em vão.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;O que se passou então&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;que essa idade quase esqueci,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;voltando atrás no tempo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;recordo que também "caí".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Os jovens hão-de ter sempre,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;fama de mal comportados,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;toda a vida assim foi, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;os jovens é que são "culpados".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Isto dizem os mais velhos,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;já esquecendo o que viveram,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;mas também deram beijos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;e tambem refilaram. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Só vos peço agora,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;do passado recordarem e então&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;se eles agora são indíos, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;nós eramos vandâlos em comunhão! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5056158759239113183-3134559751910827641?l=eupaula-pinguim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eupaula-pinguim.blogspot.com/feeds/3134559751910827641/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5056158759239113183&amp;postID=3134559751910827641' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5056158759239113183/posts/default/3134559751910827641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5056158759239113183/posts/default/3134559751910827641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eupaula-pinguim.blogspot.com/2007/03/recordando.html' title='RECORDANDO.....................'/><author><name>pinguim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02313959484308392056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/SfHXeMDj-kI/AAAAAAAABbU/7RZjZtF_tiI/S220/Imagem+070.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/RebnFDECoAI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/gNFO--yeFVA/s72-c/g11li1%5B1%5D.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5056158759239113183.post-7447298999571544156</id><published>2007-03-01T10:30:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-03-01T10:50:29.956Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/Reav4TECn7I/AAAAAAAAAQA/D5AU5YZ4qdE/s1600-h/borboleta07%5B1%5D.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/Reav4TECn7I/AAAAAAAAAQA/D5AU5YZ4qdE/s400/borboleta07%5B1%5D.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036906614985236402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/ReaulDECn6I/AAAAAAAAAP4/TQpNU6Frw30/s1600-h/oiamigos2%5B1%5D.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/ReaulDECn6I/AAAAAAAAAP4/TQpNU6Frw30/s200/oiamigos2%5B1%5D.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036905184761126818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Já á muito tempo k não publicava. &lt;br /&gt; Espero k gostem do que continuo a fazer e aprender.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5056158759239113183-7447298999571544156?l=eupaula-pinguim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eupaula-pinguim.blogspot.com/feeds/7447298999571544156/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5056158759239113183&amp;postID=7447298999571544156' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5056158759239113183/posts/default/7447298999571544156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5056158759239113183/posts/default/7447298999571544156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eupaula-pinguim.blogspot.com/2007/03/j-muito-tempo-k-no-publicava.html' title=''/><author><name>pinguim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02313959484308392056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/SfHXeMDj-kI/AAAAAAAABbU/7RZjZtF_tiI/S220/Imagem+070.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/Reav4TECn7I/AAAAAAAAAQA/D5AU5YZ4qdE/s72-c/borboleta07%5B1%5D.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5056158759239113183.post-6315071666361264487</id><published>2007-02-07T15:42:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-02-07T16:26:40.460Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/Rcn9rDOwyOI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/vxGbc1R9dBY/s1600-h/borbor%5B1%5D.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/Rcn9rDOwyOI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/vxGbc1R9dBY/s200/borbor%5B1%5D.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5028829374979295458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/Rcn2zzOwyGI/AAAAAAAAANQ/tgKgedp4xQg/s200/nm_fofinhos06%5B1%5D.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5028821828721756258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                               Ser amigo é contar aqueles segredos &lt;br /&gt;                               que não contamos a mais ninguém...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/Rcn1qjOwyFI/AAAAAAAAANI/ruz4RqWMvNo/s200/ag121.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5028820570296338514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ser amigo é... divertirmo-nos juntos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/Rcn0-jOwyEI/AAAAAAAAANA/IZ0Mnjn58tc/s1600-h/B31A979%5B1%5D.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/Rcn0-jOwyEI/AAAAAAAAANA/IZ0Mnjn58tc/s200/B31A979%5B1%5D.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5028819814382094402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ser amigo é partilharmos a mesma sombrinha...&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;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/RcnzfjOwyBI/AAAAAAAAAMo/M2kXFMCvgNg/s200/2ANGEL6%5B1%5D.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5028818182294521874" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;                                       Ser amigo é voar contigo...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5056158759239113183-6315071666361264487?l=eupaula-pinguim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eupaula-pinguim.blogspot.com/feeds/6315071666361264487/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5056158759239113183&amp;postID=6315071666361264487' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5056158759239113183/posts/default/6315071666361264487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5056158759239113183/posts/default/6315071666361264487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eupaula-pinguim.blogspot.com/2007/02/ser-amigo.html' title=''/><author><name>pinguim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02313959484308392056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/SfHXeMDj-kI/AAAAAAAABbU/7RZjZtF_tiI/S220/Imagem+070.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/Rcn9rDOwyOI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/vxGbc1R9dBY/s72-c/borbor%5B1%5D.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5056158759239113183.post-3544991704723502945</id><published>2007-02-07T14:40:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-02-07T16:30:41.342Z</updated><title type='text'>A AMIZADE........</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/RcnpUzOwx5I/AAAAAAAAALk/8KSP9iJMC2Q/s1600-h/sorriso11[1].gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5028807002494650258" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/RcnpUzOwx5I/AAAAAAAAALk/8KSP9iJMC2Q/s200/sorriso11%5B1%5D.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/Rcnn7jOwx4I/AAAAAAAAALY/TzXmvFHQ9c8/s1600-  h/creddy04[1].gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5028805469191325570" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/Rcnn7jOwx4I/AAAAAAAAALY/TzXmvFHQ9c8/s400/creddy04%5B1%5D.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ter um amigo&lt;br /&gt;é maravilhoso!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ser amigo de alguém&lt;br /&gt;ainda é melhor,&lt;br /&gt;é como recordar&lt;br /&gt;e sentir o sol a brilhar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um amigo é alguém&lt;br /&gt;com quem se está bem...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas um amigo é&lt;br /&gt;muito mais que isso!&lt;br /&gt;É alguém que pensa em ti&lt;br /&gt;quando estás aqui.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nunca se está realmente só&lt;br /&gt;quando se tem um amigo.&lt;br /&gt;AMIGO é uma palavra bonita,&lt;br /&gt;é quase a melhor palavra....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Sofia de Mello Breyner Anderson)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5056158759239113183-3544991704723502945?l=eupaula-pinguim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eupaula-pinguim.blogspot.com/feeds/3544991704723502945/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5056158759239113183&amp;postID=3544991704723502945' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5056158759239113183/posts/default/3544991704723502945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5056158759239113183/posts/default/3544991704723502945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eupaula-pinguim.blogspot.com/2007/02/amizade.html' title='A AMIZADE........'/><author><name>pinguim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02313959484308392056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/SfHXeMDj-kI/AAAAAAAABbU/7RZjZtF_tiI/S220/Imagem+070.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/RcnpUzOwx5I/AAAAAAAAALk/8KSP9iJMC2Q/s72-c/sorriso11%5B1%5D.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5056158759239113183.post-7916768723291772412</id><published>2007-02-03T22:20:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-02-03T22:23:50.336Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/RcULTjOwxxI/AAAAAAAAAKE/TNSFywEWuHo/s1600-h/bemvindosamigoslx2[1].gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027436989531604754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/RcULTjOwxxI/AAAAAAAAAKE/TNSFywEWuHo/s400/bemvindosamigoslx2%5B1%5D.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/RcULTjOwxxI/AAAAAAAAAKE/TNSFywEWuHo/s1600-h/bemvindosamigoslx2[1].gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&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/5056158759239113183-7916768723291772412?l=eupaula-pinguim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eupaula-pinguim.blogspot.com/feeds/7916768723291772412/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5056158759239113183&amp;postID=7916768723291772412' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5056158759239113183/posts/default/7916768723291772412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5056158759239113183/posts/default/7916768723291772412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eupaula-pinguim.blogspot.com/2007/02/blog-post_03.html' title=''/><author><name>pinguim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02313959484308392056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/SfHXeMDj-kI/AAAAAAAABbU/7RZjZtF_tiI/S220/Imagem+070.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/RcULTjOwxxI/AAAAAAAAAKE/TNSFywEWuHo/s72-c/bemvindosamigoslx2%5B1%5D.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5056158759239113183.post-7212907903588722841</id><published>2007-01-30T21:20:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-02-07T15:11:07.320Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;blockquote id="5afd3bbd"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/Rb-3JjOwxmI/AAAAAAAAAIk/cOQ-xa5cloo/s1600-h/tndrawings_049[1].jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025937083872626274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/Rb-3JjOwxmI/AAAAAAAAAIk/cOQ-xa5cloo/s400/tndrawings_049%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table id="HB_Mail_Container" height="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" border="0" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#333399;"&gt;CU-CU! ESTA É A &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#333399;"&gt;MINHA MANEIRA DE OLHAR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#333399;"&gt;A VIDA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#333399;"&gt;ESTAR ATENTA A TUDO O &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#333399;"&gt;QUE ME RODEIA&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;E TU?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;ESTÁS ATENTO?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;AOS SINAIS : DA NATUREZA POR EX.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;AOS SINAIS DO PRÓXIMO&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;AOS SINAIS DOS SONS...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;A UM INFINITO DE COISAS &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;QUE NOS &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;RODEIAM!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;tr height="100%" unselectable="on" width="100%"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;td id="HB_Focus_Element" valign="top" width="100%" background="" height="250" unselectable="off"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#333333;"&gt;PROCUREM ESCUTAR O QUE O &lt;span span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5056158759239113183-7212907903588722841?l=eupaula-pinguim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eupaula-pinguim.blogspot.com/feeds/7212907903588722841/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5056158759239113183&amp;postID=7212907903588722841' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5056158759239113183/posts/default/7212907903588722841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5056158759239113183/posts/default/7212907903588722841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eupaula-pinguim.blogspot.com/2007/01/cu-cu-esta-minha-maneira-de-olhar-vida.html' title=''/><author><name>pinguim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02313959484308392056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/SfHXeMDj-kI/AAAAAAAABbU/7RZjZtF_tiI/S220/Imagem+070.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/Rb-3JjOwxmI/AAAAAAAAAIk/cOQ-xa5cloo/s72-c/tndrawings_049%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5056158759239113183.post-1230435454177444473</id><published>2007-01-30T21:06:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-02-03T22:32:06.839Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote id="2ae27633"&gt;&lt;blockquote id="56fa5b7d"&gt;&lt;blockquote id="bc05559c"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/Rb-zzDOwxkI/AAAAAAAAAIE/hp0n6NDEmj4/s1600-h/folhas0[1].gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025933398790686274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/Rb-zzDOwxkI/AAAAAAAAAIE/hp0n6NDEmj4/s400/folhas0%5B1%5D.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/Rb-zmTOwxjI/AAAAAAAAAH8/g-W3BUGaEgs/s1600-h/Baby[1].jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025933179747354162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/Rb-zmTOwxjI/AAAAAAAAAH8/g-W3BUGaEgs/s400/Baby%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/Rb-zUTOwxiI/AAAAAAAAAH0/qzLpsHL__9A/s1600-h/folhas0[1].gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025932870509708834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/Rb-zUTOwxiI/AAAAAAAAAH0/qzLpsHL__9A/s400/folhas0%5B1%5D.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Q&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;uando vi esta foto, tive vontade de a pôr aqui.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Não sei porquê, mas dá-me uma sensação de paz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Num ser tão pequeno está uma imensidão de paz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;A todos que acordam mal dispostos (inclúindo eu)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;acoselho-os vivamente a olhar para aqui antes de&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;sair de casa! Certamente que sairam com um so-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;rriso nem que seja ao canto................................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5056158759239113183-1230435454177444473?l=eupaula-pinguim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eupaula-pinguim.blogspot.com/feeds/1230435454177444473/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5056158759239113183&amp;postID=1230435454177444473' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5056158759239113183/posts/default/1230435454177444473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5056158759239113183/posts/default/1230435454177444473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eupaula-pinguim.blogspot.com/2007/01/q-uando-vi-esta-foto-tive-vontade-de-pr.html' title=''/><author><name>pinguim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02313959484308392056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/SfHXeMDj-kI/AAAAAAAABbU/7RZjZtF_tiI/S220/Imagem+070.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/Rb-zzDOwxkI/AAAAAAAAAIE/hp0n6NDEmj4/s72-c/folhas0%5B1%5D.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5056158759239113183.post-8525970845017720238</id><published>2007-01-30T14:17:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-02-03T22:46:28.435Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/RcUP2jOwxyI/AAAAAAAAAKU/_HyOHvnx4Ss/s1600-h/Fotografia+5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027441988873537314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j5ixf54Fr1g/RcUP2jOwxyI/AAAAAAAAAKU/_HyOHvnx4Ss/s400/Fotografia+5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;LUCKY!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;É o nome do mais recente membro da familía.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;No dia 26 fomos ao canil, ver os animais.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Apareceu-nos este pequenito á frente, ficámos logo apaixonados, eu e os meus 2&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;filhos. Acabámos por trazê-lo. e agora aqui anda ele de fralda.sim porque só tem 1 mês &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;e meio e ainda não sabe fazer na caixa.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Como trazia uma camisola escrita:GOOD LUCK, achamos que ficaria giro por-lhe&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;LUCKY!----SORTUDO&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;1-Não abandonem os animais, eles jamais vos fariam isso!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;2-Tentem compreendê-los, eles tem sempre uma boa menssagem. Uma lambidela por ex: -gosto de ti!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;3-Os animais estão conosco, desde o principío da História,a ajudar o Homem nas suas infinitas tarefas.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;4-Por isso e por MUITO mais, NÃo façam mal a quem sempre vos AMOU!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Os animais têm sentimentos.........&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Os animais também tem dores.........&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Os animais tabém tem direito&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;a viver, assim como tu! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;AMA_OS&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5056158759239113183-8525970845017720238?l=eupaula-pinguim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eupaula-pinguim.blogspot.com/feeds/8525970845017720238/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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valign="top" width="100%" background="" height="250" unselectable="off"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr hb_tag="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 1pt" height="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;div id="hotbar_promo"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;blockquote id="4c11af28"&gt;&lt;table id="HB_Mail_Container" height="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" border="0" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr height="100%" unselectable="on" width="100%"&gt;&lt;td id="HB_Focus_Element" valign="top" width="100%" background="" height="250" unselectable="off"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;13 REFLEXÕES PARA VIVER....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;1-Quero-te não por quem és, e sim por quem sou quando estou contigo!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;2-Nenhuma pessoua merece as tuas lágrimas, e se houver quem as mereça,ela não te fará chorar!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;3-Só porque alguém não te ama como tu queres, não significa que não te ame com todo o seu ser!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;4-Um verdadeiro amigoé quem te dá a mão e te toca no coração!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;5-A pior forma de amar alguém é estar sentado a seu lado e saber que nunca o poderás ver!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;6-Nunca deixes de sorrir, nem sequer quando estás triste, porque nunca sabes quem se pode enamorar pelo teu sorriso!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;7-Podes ser sómente uma pessoa para o mundo, porém para alguma pessoa tu és o seu mundo!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;8-Não passes o teu tempo com alguém que não esteja disposta a passá-lo contigo!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;9-Queira que conheças muita gente errada antes de conheceres a pessoa adequada, para que quando por a conheças, possas estar agradecido!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;10-Não chores porque já terminou, sorri porque aconteceu!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;11-Sempre haverá gente que te desiluda, por isso o que tens a fazer é seguir confiando e só ser mais cuidadoso em quem confiares duas vezes!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;12-Transforma-te numa pessoa melhor e assegura-te de saber quem és antes de conhecer alguém mais, e deixar que essa pessoa te veja como eras !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;13-Não te enfureças tanto, as melhores coisas sucedem quando menos as esperas!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;"TUDO O QUE SUCEDE, SUCEDE POR ALGUMA RAZÃO!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr unselectable="on" hb_tag="1"&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 1pt" height="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;div id="hotbar_promo"&gt;1-11&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Gabriel Garcia Marquez&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5056158759239113183-2840845239469844999?l=eupaula-pinguim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eupaula-pinguim.blogspot.com/feeds/2840845239469844999/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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