<?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-2072429978550540117</id><updated>2011-12-28T04:50:10.474-02:00</updated><category term='chat'/><category term='coleguismo'/><category term='amizade'/><title type='text'>Letra Leve</title><subtitle type='html'>Este blog é educativo. Nele serão publicadas as produções escritas dos alunos da Escola Estadual de Ensino Médio Ana Néri, situada na cidade de Marques de Souza - RS.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letraleve.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2072429978550540117/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letraleve.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Luciane H. 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O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10149592964198404690</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2072429978550540117.post-3012154463930385385</id><published>2009-10-17T08:28:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2009-10-17T08:32:15.158-03:00</updated><title type='text'>A ronda noturna - Olavo Bilac</title><content type='html'>Poema ilustrado por Rodrigo Krüger  e Cristian Griesang, 2ª série A - Ensino Médio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widget-6d.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=3530822107891530605&amp;amp;site=widget-6d.slide.com" style="width:400px;height:320px" name="flashticker" align="middle"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="width:400px;text-align:left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=3530822107891530605&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-6d.slide.com/p1/3530822107891530605/bb_t013_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=3530822107891530605&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-6d.slide.com/p2/3530822107891530605/bb_t013_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=3530822107891530605&amp;amp;map=F" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-6d.slide.com/p4/3530822107891530605/bb_t013_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide42.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/2072429978550540117-3012154463930385385?l=letraleve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letraleve.blogspot.com/feeds/3012154463930385385/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2072429978550540117&amp;postID=3012154463930385385' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2072429978550540117/posts/default/3012154463930385385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2072429978550540117/posts/default/3012154463930385385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letraleve.blogspot.com/2009/10/ronda-noturna-olavo-bilac.html' title='A ronda noturna - Olavo Bilac'/><author><name>Luciane H. O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10149592964198404690</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2072429978550540117.post-2809339169390209156</id><published>2009-10-14T09:41:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2009-10-14T09:42:37.416-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Ao coração que sofre - Olavo Bilac</title><content type='html'>Poema ilustrado e animado por Luana Tais Fuchs e Gabriela Scheuermann, 2ª série A Ensino Médio&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widget-fc.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=3458764513853590268&amp;amp;site=widget-fc.slide.com" style="width:400px;height:400px" name="flashticker" align="middle"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="width:400px;text-align:left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=3458764513853590268&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-fc.slide.com/p1/3458764513853590268/bb_t013_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=3458764513853590268&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-fc.slide.com/p2/3458764513853590268/bb_t013_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=3458764513853590268&amp;amp;map=F" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-fc.slide.com/p4/3458764513853590268/bb_t013_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide42.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/2072429978550540117-2809339169390209156?l=letraleve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letraleve.blogspot.com/feeds/2809339169390209156/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2072429978550540117&amp;postID=2809339169390209156' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2072429978550540117/posts/default/2809339169390209156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2072429978550540117/posts/default/2809339169390209156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letraleve.blogspot.com/2009/10/ao-coracao-que-sofre-olavo-bilac.html' title='Ao coração que sofre - Olavo Bilac'/><author><name>Luciane H. O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10149592964198404690</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2072429978550540117.post-5749890662793984631</id><published>2009-10-14T09:36:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2009-10-14T09:38:15.267-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Meteoro - Olavo Bilac</title><content type='html'>Poema ilustrado e animado por Luíque Mateus Kremer e Diego Provinelli, 2ª série A Ensino Médio&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widget-6b.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=3242591731739834475&amp;amp;site=widget-6b.slide.com" style="width:400px;height:400px" name="flashticker" align="middle"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="width:400px;text-align:left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=3242591731739834475&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-6b.slide.com/p1/3242591731739834475/bb_t063_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=3242591731739834475&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-6b.slide.com/p2/3242591731739834475/bb_t063_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=3242591731739834475&amp;amp;map=F" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-6b.slide.com/p4/3242591731739834475/bb_t063_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide42.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/2072429978550540117-5749890662793984631?l=letraleve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letraleve.blogspot.com/feeds/5749890662793984631/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2072429978550540117&amp;postID=5749890662793984631' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2072429978550540117/posts/default/5749890662793984631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2072429978550540117/posts/default/5749890662793984631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letraleve.blogspot.com/2009/10/meteoro-olavo-bilac.html' title='Meteoro - Olavo Bilac'/><author><name>Luciane H. O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10149592964198404690</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2072429978550540117.post-4375344568985075145</id><published>2009-10-14T09:31:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2009-10-14T09:32:54.589-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Via Láctea - Olavo Bilac</title><content type='html'>Poema ilustrado e animado por Daniel Henrique Storck e Marlon Gustavo Hepp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widget-41.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=3314649325777771841&amp;amp;site=widget-41.slide.com" style="width:400px;height:400px" name="flashticker" align="middle"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="width:400px;text-align:left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=3314649325777771841&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-41.slide.com/p1/3314649325777771841/bb_t056_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=3314649325777771841&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-41.slide.com/p2/3314649325777771841/bb_t056_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=3314649325777771841&amp;amp;map=F" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-41.slide.com/p4/3314649325777771841/bb_t056_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide42.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/2072429978550540117-4375344568985075145?l=letraleve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letraleve.blogspot.com/feeds/4375344568985075145/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2072429978550540117&amp;postID=4375344568985075145' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2072429978550540117/posts/default/4375344568985075145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2072429978550540117/posts/default/4375344568985075145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letraleve.blogspot.com/2009/10/via-lactea-olavo-bilac.html' title='Via Láctea - Olavo Bilac'/><author><name>Luciane H. O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10149592964198404690</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2072429978550540117.post-6954242124298046950</id><published>2009-10-14T09:24:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2009-10-14T09:26:46.768-03:00</updated><title type='text'>As ondas - Olavo Bilac</title><content type='html'>Poema ilustrado e animado por Rodrigo Otto Schwinn e Edson Machado dos Santos - 2ª série A Ensino Médio&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widget-88.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=3458764513853588872&amp;amp;site=widget-88.slide.com" style="width:400px;height:400px" name="flashticker" align="middle"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="width:400px;text-align:left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=3458764513853588872&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-88.slide.com/p1/3458764513853588872/bb_t060_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=3458764513853588872&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-88.slide.com/p2/3458764513853588872/bb_t060_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=3458764513853588872&amp;amp;map=F" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-88.slide.com/p4/3458764513853588872/bb_t060_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide42.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/2072429978550540117-6954242124298046950?l=letraleve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letraleve.blogspot.com/feeds/6954242124298046950/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2072429978550540117&amp;postID=6954242124298046950' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2072429978550540117/posts/default/6954242124298046950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2072429978550540117/posts/default/6954242124298046950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letraleve.blogspot.com/2009/10/as-ondas-olavo-bilac.html' title='As ondas - Olavo Bilac'/><author><name>Luciane H. 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O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10149592964198404690</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TtHuYvK6_Cw/SfYHasr3eTI/AAAAAAAAAV8/Bfrd8DuwF2w/s72-c/101_0434.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2072429978550540117.post-3638231394202558293</id><published>2009-04-27T16:19:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T16:22:34.434-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Quem sou eu?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TtHuYvK6_Cw/SfYF8MQb7bI/AAAAAAAAAU8/pXnvuc2N-pY/s1600-h/101_0423.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TtHuYvK6_Cw/SfYF8MQb7bI/AAAAAAAAAU8/pXnvuc2N-pY/s200/101_0423.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329453740680015282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TtHuYvK6_Cw/SfYF1xFa08I/AAAAAAAAAU0/4NOCc6ZsLSI/s1600-h/101_0422.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TtHuYvK6_Cw/SfYF1xFa08I/AAAAAAAAAU0/4NOCc6ZsLSI/s200/101_0422.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329453630306833346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TtHuYvK6_Cw/SfYFr8BuX6I/AAAAAAAAAUs/xEaSehCy_0E/s1600-h/101_0421.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TtHuYvK6_Cw/SfYFr8BuX6I/AAAAAAAAAUs/xEaSehCy_0E/s200/101_0421.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329453461445435298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TtHuYvK6_Cw/SfYFmxlRzVI/AAAAAAAAAUk/genhq1i_RNI/s1600-h/101_0420.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TtHuYvK6_Cw/SfYFmxlRzVI/AAAAAAAAAUk/genhq1i_RNI/s200/101_0420.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329453372742421842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TtHuYvK6_Cw/SfYFhU9xr7I/AAAAAAAAAUc/u9O0n17Jn9U/s1600-h/101_0419.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TtHuYvK6_Cw/SfYFhU9xr7I/AAAAAAAAAUc/u9O0n17Jn9U/s200/101_0419.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329453279161200562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2072429978550540117-3638231394202558293?l=letraleve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letraleve.blogspot.com/feeds/3638231394202558293/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2072429978550540117&amp;postID=3638231394202558293' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2072429978550540117/posts/default/3638231394202558293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2072429978550540117/posts/default/3638231394202558293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letraleve.blogspot.com/2009/04/quem-sou-eu.html' title='Quem sou eu?'/><author><name>Luciane H. O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10149592964198404690</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TtHuYvK6_Cw/SfYF8MQb7bI/AAAAAAAAAU8/pXnvuc2N-pY/s72-c/101_0423.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2072429978550540117.post-8509503406002565453</id><published>2009-04-01T13:48:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T15:04:18.367-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;Augusto dos Anjos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;A 3ª série do Ensino Médio realizou algumas criações com poemas de Augusto dos Anjos. 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O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10149592964198404690</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2072429978550540117.post-7806646096765226421</id><published>2009-04-01T13:44:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T13:48:25.841-03:00</updated><title type='text'>2009 - Um ano inteirinho para aprender mais!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TtHuYvK6_Cw/SdOafpxB0PI/AAAAAAAAAUU/MgJ1AgFZTcQ/s1600-h/anonovo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TtHuYvK6_Cw/SdOafpxB0PI/AAAAAAAAAUU/MgJ1AgFZTcQ/s400/anonovo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319765453432803570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Passaram as férias, o carnaval e o verão. Começamos um ano inteirinho para aprender sempre mais.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um bom 2009 pra todos!&lt;br /&gt;Cheio de amor, aventuras, alegrias, saúde e muito, muito aprendizado.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2072429978550540117-7806646096765226421?l=letraleve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letraleve.blogspot.com/feeds/7806646096765226421/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2072429978550540117&amp;postID=7806646096765226421' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2072429978550540117/posts/default/7806646096765226421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2072429978550540117/posts/default/7806646096765226421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letraleve.blogspot.com/2009/04/2009-um-ano-inteirinho-para-aprender.html' title='2009 - Um ano inteirinho para aprender mais!'/><author><name>Luciane H. O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10149592964198404690</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TtHuYvK6_Cw/SdOafpxB0PI/AAAAAAAAAUU/MgJ1AgFZTcQ/s72-c/anonovo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2072429978550540117.post-5349849553962009360</id><published>2008-09-01T11:10:00.009-03:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T11:29:38.585-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Palestra Doação de Sangue e de Órgãos</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TtHuYvK6_Cw/SLv6tCg7O3I/AAAAAAAAANg/wj9vwV1GITY/s1600-h/DSC03406.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TtHuYvK6_Cw/SLv6tCg7O3I/AAAAAAAAANg/wj9vwV1GITY/s320/DSC03406.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241058243051731826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TtHuYvK6_Cw/SLv6RLH-EjI/AAAAAAAAANY/d2VqLKXy2Yo/s1600-h/DSC03405.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TtHuYvK6_Cw/SLv6RLH-EjI/AAAAAAAAANY/d2VqLKXy2Yo/s320/DSC03405.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241057764326642226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TtHuYvK6_Cw/SLv6EtrSwPI/AAAAAAAAANQ/gn4DJEAF4oM/s1600-h/DSC03404.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TtHuYvK6_Cw/SLv6EtrSwPI/AAAAAAAAANQ/gn4DJEAF4oM/s320/DSC03404.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241057550263304434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TtHuYvK6_Cw/SLv5-OgzwvI/AAAAAAAAANI/aHDlA_plC9Y/s1600-h/DSC03403.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TtHuYvK6_Cw/SLv5-OgzwvI/AAAAAAAAANI/aHDlA_plC9Y/s320/DSC03403.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241057438818616050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TtHuYvK6_Cw/SLv53N2sZzI/AAAAAAAAANA/olGfUY2H9Ek/s1600-h/DSC03402.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TtHuYvK6_Cw/SLv53N2sZzI/AAAAAAAAANA/olGfUY2H9Ek/s320/DSC03402.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241057318382888754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TtHuYvK6_Cw/SLv5hqJ7TLI/AAAAAAAAAM4/-M3vyNngxsM/s1600-h/DSC03401.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TtHuYvK6_Cw/SLv5hqJ7TLI/AAAAAAAAAM4/-M3vyNngxsM/s320/DSC03401.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241056948022627506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TtHuYvK6_Cw/SLv78Ys9sKI/AAAAAAAAANo/IEVVw3yb82k/s1600-h/DSC03407.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 341px; height: 253px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TtHuYvK6_Cw/SLv78Ys9sKI/AAAAAAAAANo/IEVVw3yb82k/s320/DSC03407.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241059606217470114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Palestra sobre Doação de sangue e órgãos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O Ensino Médio diurno teve uma palestra interessante no dia 27 de agosto último. Depois de fazer uma ampla pesquisa sobre o tema Doação de Sangue e Órgãos, os alunos assistiram uma Palestra interativa com a enfemeira Tatiana Ruviaro do Amaral e a pisóloga Cristiane Pivatto, qiue fazem parte da comissão interna de Doação e Captação de órgãos do Hospital Bruno Born(HBB), de Lajeado.&lt;br /&gt;Além de esclarecer os estudantes, o momento trouxe muitos subsídios para que os alunos possam fazer sua opção entre ser ou não um doador de sangue e/ou de órgãos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A palestra foi parte do projeto que está sendo desenvolvido na disciplina de Ensino Religioso, com a professora Magda C.S.Barbieri.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2072429978550540117-5349849553962009360?l=letraleve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letraleve.blogspot.com/feeds/5349849553962009360/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2072429978550540117&amp;postID=5349849553962009360' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2072429978550540117/posts/default/5349849553962009360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2072429978550540117/posts/default/5349849553962009360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letraleve.blogspot.com/2008/09/palestra-doao-de-sangue-e-de-rgos.html' title='Palestra Doação de Sangue e de Órgãos'/><author><name>Luciane H. O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10149592964198404690</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TtHuYvK6_Cw/SLv6tCg7O3I/AAAAAAAAANg/wj9vwV1GITY/s72-c/DSC03406.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2072429978550540117.post-5223975263034586926</id><published>2008-08-11T22:12:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T22:36:22.830-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Atividade 1 - Formatação para trabalhos escolares.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Formatar o texto selecionado pela professora seguindo as seguintes orientações:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Título: Centralizado, fonte Times, tamanho 14, negrito e sublinhado.&lt;br /&gt;Identificação: Alinhamento esquerdo, fonte Times, tamanho 12,&lt;br /&gt;Subtítulos: Alinhamento esquerdo, Fonte Times, tamanho 12, Negrito.&lt;br /&gt;Corpo do texto: Alinhamento Justificado, Recuo de primeira linha(1,25cm), Espaçamento: acima do parágrafo 0,50; Fonte: Times, tamanho 12,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Atividade 2 - Inserir uma figura ao seu texto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Atividade 3 - Reduzir o tamanho da figura conforme medidas dadas pela professora.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Atividade 4 - Modificar a cor da fonte no texto indicado pela professora.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Atividade 5 - Usar a ferramenta pincel para deixar os subtítulos com a mesma formatação.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Atividade 6 - Usar a quebra manual de página para passar de uma parte do trabalho para outra.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2072429978550540117-5223975263034586926?l=letraleve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letraleve.blogspot.com/feeds/5223975263034586926/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2072429978550540117&amp;postID=5223975263034586926' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2072429978550540117/posts/default/5223975263034586926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2072429978550540117/posts/default/5223975263034586926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letraleve.blogspot.com/2008/08/atividade-1-formatao-para-trabalhos.html' title=''/><author><name>Luciane H. O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10149592964198404690</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2072429978550540117.post-5747003981393781510</id><published>2008-06-16T11:37:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2008-06-16T13:09:25.871-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Veja meu Slide Show!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widget-13.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=2377900603267336467&amp;amp;site=widget-13.slide.com" style="width: 400px; height: 320px;" name="flashticker" align="middle"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="width: 400px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=2377900603267336467&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-13.slide.com/p1/2377900603267336467/bb_t021_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" ismap="ismap" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=2377900603267336467&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-13.slide.com/p2/2377900603267336467/bb_t021_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide2.gif" ismap="ismap" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;amp;id=2377900603267336467&amp;amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-13.slide.com/m/2377900603267336467/bb_t021_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide9_1.gif" ismap="ismap" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=2377900603267336467&amp;amp;map=F" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-13.slide.com/p4/2377900603267336467/bb_t021_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide42.gif" ismap="ismap" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;APRESENTAÇÃO FEITA PELAS ALUNAS PÂMELA, FERNANDA E EDNA B.&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/2072429978550540117-5747003981393781510?l=letraleve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letraleve.blogspot.com/feeds/5747003981393781510/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2072429978550540117&amp;postID=5747003981393781510' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2072429978550540117/posts/default/5747003981393781510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2072429978550540117/posts/default/5747003981393781510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letraleve.blogspot.com/2008/06/veja-meu-slide-show_16.html' title='Veja meu Slide Show!'/><author><name>Luciane H. O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10149592964198404690</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2072429978550540117.post-7261712020676163908</id><published>2008-06-12T13:11:00.006-03:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T03:54:48.445-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Os Sofrimentos do Jovem Werther - Goethe</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TtHuYvK6_Cw/SFFOg_NnyLI/AAAAAAAAAH8/kK2hAqTMLmY/s1600-h/werther_lotte1.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TtHuYvK6_Cw/SFFOg_NnyLI/AAAAAAAAAH8/kK2hAqTMLmY/s400/werther_lotte1.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211032572475721906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Werther e Lotte&lt;br /&gt;Ilustração de Nicolas Chodowiecki&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TtHuYvK6_Cw/SFFOCYm4mfI/AAAAAAAAAH0/vtqvoatjSIM/s1600-h/ilustracao_goethe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TtHuYvK6_Cw/SFFOCYm4mfI/AAAAAAAAAH0/vtqvoatjSIM/s400/ilustracao_goethe.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211032046716623346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="text2"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A morte de Werther,  quadro de Baude&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Os Sofrimentos do Jovem Werther&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;        A primeira obra romântica conta o dilema do jovem Werther e sua paixão pela fascinante Charlotte, comprometida e posteriormente casada com Alberto. Werther, culpando-se do amor que sente pela jovem Charlotte, muda-se para outra região, mas não consegue esquecer a amada. Charlotte casa-se com Alberto, que passa a ter ciúmes de Werther, este percebendo o embaraço que causa ao casal, continua nutrindo um amor platônico por Charlotte. Werther promete não mais visitá-la e no último encontro com a moça, lê em voz alta, os Cantos de Ossain. Ambos se comovem, choram, se abraçam e se beijam; mas em seguida Charlotte repele-o, dizendo que nunca mais quer vê-lo. O jovem Werther parte, acreditando que é amado, mas ciente de que é um amor impossível. Resolve então suicidar-se, mandando pedir as pistolas de Alberto. Charlotte com o coração despedaçado, envia-lhe as armas. Werther dispara um tiro em sua própria cabeça e morre. Sua morte é a prova da intensidade do amor romântico e doentio. A história de Werther retrata a paixão exacerbada e infeliz que culmina com o suicídio, o escapismo do romântico.&lt;br /&gt;       O romance de Goethe, quando publicado na Europa causou grande impacto entre os jovens, cansando uma crescente onda de suicídio, tamanha foi a repercussão que alguns governos tentaram impedir a circulação da obra.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lendo um trecho da obra de Goethe, a aluna Franciele Aline Noll, da 2ª série do Ensino Médio inspirou-se e fez o texto que segue:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 	&lt;meta equiv="CONTENT-TYPE" content="text/html;charset=utf-8"&gt;&lt;title&gt;&lt;/title&gt;&lt;meta name="GENERATOR" content="OpenOffice.org 2.3  (Linux)"&gt; 	 	 	&lt;style type="text/css"&gt; 	&lt;!-- 		@page { margin: 2cm } 		P { margin-bottom: 0.21cm } 	--&gt; 	&lt;/style&gt;  &lt;p class="western"  style="margin-bottom: 0cm; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);font-family:verdana;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Maldito amor...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="western"  style="margin-bottom: 0cm; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);font-family:verdana;" align="center"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Franciele Aline Noll&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="western"  style="margin-bottom: 0cm; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="western"  style="text-indent: 1.25cm; margin-bottom: 0cm; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Faz-me sentir inútil, as flores, as árvores...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="western"  style="text-indent: 1.25cm; margin-bottom: 0cm; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Não passam de simples atributos de uma natureza, que, para mim, não passam de algo morto.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="western"  style="text-indent: 1.25cm; margin-bottom: 0cm; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Há! Este terrível sentimento cegou meu coração. Agora ele vive afundado no inferno, totalmente destroçado.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="western"  style="text-indent: 1.25cm; margin-bottom: 0cm; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Maldito destino que tirou você de mim e transformou-me nesta pessoa insensível e fria... Não paro de me culpar, mas, te culpo mais ainda.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="western"  style="text-indent: 1.25cm; margin-bottom: 0cm; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;O canto dos pássaros não me alegra mais. Já não tenho um caminho firme a seguir, apenas carrego comigo a dor e inúmeras incertezas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="western"  style="text-indent: 1.25cm; margin-bottom: 0cm; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Se meu destino não cruza com o seu, não vejo significado ou valor nenhum nele.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="western"  style="text-indent: 1.25cm; margin-bottom: 0cm; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Desprezo aqueles que, alegres, sorriem por entre os campos, pois minha tristeza não tem tamanho.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="western"  style="text-indent: 1.25cm; margin-bottom: 0cm; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Usufruo da minha angústia, do meu tormento e de meu ódio, hoje são eles que alimentam a minha alma.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="western"  style="text-indent: 1.25cm; margin-bottom: 0cm; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Agora, aqui estou com meus sentimentos totalmente adormecidos e com nenhum motivo para acordar novamente amanhã, pois minha alma já pertence ao diabo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="western"  style="margin-bottom: 0cm; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Infelizmente te amo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sites pesquisados:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Projeto Goethe: http://www.starnews2001.com.br/literatura/werther.htm&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Resumos: http://www.netsaber.com.br/resumos/ver_resumo_c_2623.html&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2072429978550540117-7261712020676163908?l=letraleve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letraleve.blogspot.com/feeds/7261712020676163908/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2072429978550540117&amp;postID=7261712020676163908' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2072429978550540117/posts/default/7261712020676163908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2072429978550540117/posts/default/7261712020676163908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letraleve.blogspot.com/2008/06/os-sofrimentos-do-jovem-werther-goethe.html' title='Os Sofrimentos do Jovem Werther - Goethe'/><author><name>Luciane H. O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10149592964198404690</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TtHuYvK6_Cw/SFFOg_NnyLI/AAAAAAAAAH8/kK2hAqTMLmY/s72-c/werther_lotte1.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2072429978550540117.post-8056982972835770762</id><published>2008-06-04T14:44:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2008-06-04T16:38:33.470-03:00</updated><title type='text'>A árvore da serra - Augusto dos Anjos</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widget-c7.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=1729382256926435015&amp;amp;site=widget-c7.slide.com" style="width:400px;height:400px" name="flashticker" align="middle"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="width:400px;text-align:left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=1729382256926435015&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-c7.slide.com/p1/1729382256926435015/bb_t060_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=1729382256926435015&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-c7.slide.com/p2/1729382256926435015/bb_t060_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;amp;id=1729382256926435015&amp;amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-c7.slide.com/m/1729382256926435015/bb_t060_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide9_1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;at=un&amp;id=1729382256926435015&amp;map=F" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-c7.slide.com/p4/1729382256926435015/bb_t060_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide42.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Interpretação do poema por Jaqueline, Genaína e Ariane.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2072429978550540117-8056982972835770762?l=letraleve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letraleve.blogspot.com/feeds/8056982972835770762/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2072429978550540117&amp;postID=8056982972835770762' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2072429978550540117/posts/default/8056982972835770762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2072429978550540117/posts/default/8056982972835770762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letraleve.blogspot.com/2008/06/veja-meu-slide-show_1135.html' title='A árvore da serra - Augusto dos Anjos'/><author><name>Luciane H. O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10149592964198404690</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2072429978550540117.post-8993468968802247688</id><published>2008-06-04T10:06:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2008-06-04T16:35:30.675-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Augusto dos Anjos</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widget-37.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=1369094286737034551&amp;amp;site=widget-37.slide.com" style="width: 400px; height: 320px;" name="flashticker" align="middle"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="width: 400px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=1369094286737034551&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-37.slide.com/p1/1369094286737034551/bb_t041_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" ismap="ismap" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=1369094286737034551&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-37.slide.com/p2/1369094286737034551/bb_t041_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide2.gif" ismap="ismap" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;amp;id=1369094286737034551&amp;amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-37.slide.com/m/1369094286737034551/bb_t041_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide9_1.gif" ismap="ismap" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=1369094286737034551&amp;amp;map=F" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-37.slide.com/p4/1369094286737034551/bb_t041_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide42.gif" ismap="ismap" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Interpretação do poema por Edna K, Célia e Miguel.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2072429978550540117-8993468968802247688?l=letraleve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letraleve.blogspot.com/feeds/8993468968802247688/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2072429978550540117&amp;postID=8993468968802247688' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2072429978550540117/posts/default/8993468968802247688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2072429978550540117/posts/default/8993468968802247688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letraleve.blogspot.com/2008/06/veja-meu-slide-show_04.html' title='Augusto dos Anjos'/><author><name>Luciane H. O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10149592964198404690</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2072429978550540117.post-7354166233382714796</id><published>2008-06-04T10:01:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2008-06-04T16:33:13.953-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Psicologia de um vencido - Augusto dos Anjos</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widget-74.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=2161727821154075252&amp;amp;site=widget-74.slide.com" style="width: 400px; height: 320px;" name="flashticker" align="middle"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="width: 400px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=2161727821154075252&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-74.slide.com/p1/2161727821154075252/bb_t062_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" ismap="ismap" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=2161727821154075252&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-74.slide.com/p2/2161727821154075252/bb_t062_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide2.gif" ismap="ismap" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;amp;id=2161727821154075252&amp;amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-74.slide.com/m/2161727821154075252/bb_t062_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide9_1.gif" ismap="ismap" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=2161727821154075252&amp;amp;map=F" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-74.slide.com/p4/2161727821154075252/bb_t062_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide42.gif" ismap="ismap" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Este vídeo foi feito pelos alunos Ezequiel, Joel, Jamur e Pedro.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2072429978550540117-7354166233382714796?l=letraleve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letraleve.blogspot.com/feeds/7354166233382714796/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2072429978550540117&amp;postID=7354166233382714796' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2072429978550540117/posts/default/7354166233382714796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2072429978550540117/posts/default/7354166233382714796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letraleve.blogspot.com/2008/06/veja-meu-slide-show.html' title='Psicologia de um vencido - Augusto dos Anjos'/><author><name>Luciane H. O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10149592964198404690</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2072429978550540117.post-6908070280356613069</id><published>2008-05-28T13:34:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2008-06-04T16:39:32.805-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Homenagem às mães</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A 2ª série do Ensino Médio de nossa Escola trabalhou com o tema mãe nas aulas de Ensino Religioso, elaboradas pela professora Magda C. Schena Barbieri. Para homenagear as mães a turma dramatizou a música "Na barriga da mamãe" de Rita lee e Roberto de carvalho.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;Barriga da Mamãe&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Roberto de Carvalho - Rita Lee&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ai que pavor quando leio o jornal&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;É só desgraça, é só baixo astral&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Meu diploma dependurado na porta&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;É o quadro de uma natureza morta&lt;br /&gt;Quero voltar invisível&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Pra dentro da barriga da mamãe&lt;br /&gt;Ando na rua com medo de ladrão&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mas se vejo os "hôme" eu levanto logo as mãos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Desconfio que o patrão me explora&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Minha empregada pede aumento ou vai embora&lt;br /&gt;Quero voltar invisível&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Pra dentro da barriga da mamãe&lt;br /&gt;Futebol tá virando chanchada&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Carnaval já virou marmelada&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Manda-chuva bobeou leva chumbo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Trabalhador paga os pecados do mundo&lt;br /&gt;Quero voltar invisível&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Pra dentro da barriga da mamãe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Esta é uma das atividades que mostram o que os alunos da Ana Néri estão aprontando para tornar o mundo melhor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gostou desta postagem??? Deixe um recadinho de estímulo aos alunos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2072429978550540117-6908070280356613069?l=letraleve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letraleve.blogspot.com/feeds/6908070280356613069/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2072429978550540117&amp;postID=6908070280356613069' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2072429978550540117/posts/default/6908070280356613069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2072429978550540117/posts/default/6908070280356613069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letraleve.blogspot.com/2008/05/homenagem-s-mes.html' title='Homenagem às mães'/><author><name>Luciane H. O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10149592964198404690</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2072429978550540117.post-8791086948915480514</id><published>2008-05-23T11:10:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2008-05-23T11:10:57.877-03:00</updated><title type='text'>AUGUSTO DOS ANJOS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widget-4e.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=576460752333005902&amp;amp;site=widget-4e.slide.com" style="width:400px;height:320px" name="flashticker" align="middle"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="width:400px;text-align:left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=576460752333005902&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-4e.slide.com/p1/576460752333005902/bb_t054_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=576460752333005902&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-4e.slide.com/p2/576460752333005902/bb_t054_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;amp;id=576460752333005902&amp;amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-4e.slide.com/m/576460752333005902/bb_t054_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide9_1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/2072429978550540117-8791086948915480514?l=letraleve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letraleve.blogspot.com/feeds/8791086948915480514/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2072429978550540117&amp;postID=8791086948915480514' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2072429978550540117/posts/default/8791086948915480514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2072429978550540117/posts/default/8791086948915480514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letraleve.blogspot.com/2008/05/augusto-dos-anjos.html' title='AUGUSTO DOS ANJOS'/><author><name>Luciane H. O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10149592964198404690</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2072429978550540117.post-1256313057248956696</id><published>2008-05-05T19:30:00.006-03:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T03:54:50.291-02:00</updated><title type='text'>APRENDENDO SEMPRE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;UM EXEMPLO DE QUE NUNCA É TARDE PARA APRENDER.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;p class="text"&gt;Quem olha para fora , sonha. Quem olha para dentro, desperta.&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="text"&gt;Carl Jung&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A funcionárias da Escola estão de parabéns. A lição está dada, Mesmo distante da tecnologia, resolveram chacoalhar a poeira e dar a volta por cima, solicitaram que a Escola organizasse um horário para que elas aprendessem a utilizar o computador.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Lição número 1:&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Perder o medo do bichinho(computador).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Lição número 2:&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Domar o mouse. (Que ratinho ligeirinho........hehehe)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Lição número 3:&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Querer saber mais, sempre mais!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É assim que a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tia Rose&lt;/span&gt;, a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tia Ane&lt;/span&gt;, a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tia Lisete&lt;/span&gt;, a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tia Denise&lt;/span&gt; e a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dona Delsi&lt;/span&gt; estão saindo do lugar. Em breve aguardem a participação das meninas aqui em nossa página.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alunos e alunas queridos, parabenizem nossas colegas pelo exemplo de superação.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abaixo alguns trabalhos realizados utilizando o Tux Paint;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TtHuYvK6_Cw/SB-NVWKNlfI/AAAAAAAAAG4/HAPMkW56jtA/s1600-h/desenho+rose.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TtHuYvK6_Cw/SB-NVWKNlfI/AAAAAAAAAG4/HAPMkW56jtA/s400/desenho+rose.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197027892874024434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Desenho da tia Rose - Não é só merenda gostosa que ela sabe fazer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TtHuYvK6_Cw/SB-OMmKNlgI/AAAAAAAAAHA/GkRw158rCOI/s1600-h/desenho+Ane.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TtHuYvK6_Cw/SB-OMmKNlgI/AAAAAAAAAHA/GkRw158rCOI/s400/desenho+Ane.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197028842061796866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Desenho da tia Ane - Além de limpar as salas direitinho, ela já escreve usando o mouse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TtHuYvK6_Cw/SB-PgWKNlhI/AAAAAAAAAHI/4ZfwLfUMwR0/s1600-h/desenho.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TtHuYvK6_Cw/SB-PgWKNlhI/AAAAAAAAAHI/4ZfwLfUMwR0/s400/desenho.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197030280875841042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Desenho da tia Denise - Deixando a escola organizada assim como ela fez no desenho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TtHuYvK6_Cw/SB-QDGKNliI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/yOplRE6diE0/s1600-h/snapshot1.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TtHuYvK6_Cw/SB-QDGKNliI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/yOplRE6diE0/s400/snapshot1.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197030877876295202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Desenho da tia Lisete - E o arco-íris voltou a alegrar nossos corações.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ao entrar, deixe um recadinho para as meninas, elas merecem.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2072429978550540117-1256313057248956696?l=letraleve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letraleve.blogspot.com/feeds/1256313057248956696/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2072429978550540117&amp;postID=1256313057248956696' title='27 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2072429978550540117/posts/default/1256313057248956696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2072429978550540117/posts/default/1256313057248956696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letraleve.blogspot.com/2008/05/aprendendo-sempre.html' title='APRENDENDO SEMPRE'/><author><name>Luciane H. O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10149592964198404690</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TtHuYvK6_Cw/SB-NVWKNlfI/AAAAAAAAAG4/HAPMkW56jtA/s72-c/desenho+rose.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>27</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2072429978550540117.post-7307633283463874432</id><published>2008-04-28T21:56:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T03:54:50.422-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Estudando o Arcadismo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TtHuYvK6_Cw/SBZ1LGKNleI/AAAAAAAAAGw/6abYAffwdZc/s1600-h/marilia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TtHuYvK6_Cw/SBZ1LGKNleI/AAAAAAAAAGw/6abYAffwdZc/s400/marilia.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194468053710902754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/4XuNim58XQ0&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/4XuNim58XQ0&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A segunda série do Ensino Médio está trabalhando nestes meses de abril e maio no Arcadismo, movimento literário com características em todas as artes, nã somente na literatura. Para a pesquisa, estão seguindo as orientações da webquest situada em &lt;a href="http://livre.escolabr.com/ferramentas/wq/webquest/soporte_izquierda_w.php?id_actividad=6354&amp;amp;id_pagina=1"&gt;Arcadismo: o homem em busca da felicidade &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;    No final de maio serão publicadas as criações dos grupos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Aguardem!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Especial ARCADISMO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;CINEMA ESPECIAL ANA NÉRI&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AGUARDEM - TODOS PAGAM MEIO INGRESSO.(Brincadeirinha.............hehehehe)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2072429978550540117-7307633283463874432?l=letraleve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letraleve.blogspot.com/feeds/7307633283463874432/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2072429978550540117&amp;postID=7307633283463874432' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2072429978550540117/posts/default/7307633283463874432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2072429978550540117/posts/default/7307633283463874432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letraleve.blogspot.com/2008/04/estudando-o-arcadismo.html' title='Estudando o Arcadismo'/><author><name>Luciane H. O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10149592964198404690</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TtHuYvK6_Cw/SBZ1LGKNleI/AAAAAAAAAGw/6abYAffwdZc/s72-c/marilia.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2072429978550540117.post-5173621495421202424</id><published>2008-04-15T15:58:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2008-04-15T16:30:38.889-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ismália&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Alphonsus de Guimaraes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando Ismália enlouqueceu,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Pôs-me na torre a sonhar...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Viu uma lua no céu,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Viu outra no mar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;No sonho em que se perdeu,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Banhou-se toda em luar...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Queria subir ao céu,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Queria descer ao mar...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;E, no desvario seu,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Na torre pôs-se a cantar...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Estava perto do céu,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Estava longe do mar...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;E como um anjo pendeu&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;As asas para voar...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Queria dar a lua do céu,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Queria a lua do mar...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;As asas que Deus lhe deu&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ruflaram de par em par...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sua alma subiu ao céu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Seu corpo desceu ao mar...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/pS6RLYr8BRQ&amp;amp;hl=" width="425" height="355" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &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/2072429978550540117-5173621495421202424?l=letraleve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letraleve.blogspot.com/feeds/5173621495421202424/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2072429978550540117&amp;postID=5173621495421202424' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2072429978550540117/posts/default/5173621495421202424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2072429978550540117/posts/default/5173621495421202424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letraleve.blogspot.com/2008/04/ismlia-alphonsus-de-guimaraes-quando.html' title=''/><author><name>Luciane H. O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10149592964198404690</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2072429978550540117.post-4067908477597341874</id><published>2007-11-05T15:07:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T03:54:50.595-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Teste sua leitura</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TtHuYvK6_Cw/Ry9OhdBW5xI/AAAAAAAAAFw/GuwH_nMVoOo/s1600-h/mente.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129404837231257362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TtHuYvK6_Cw/Ry9OhdBW5xI/AAAAAAAAAFw/GuwH_nMVoOo/s400/mente.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Fixe seus olhos no texto abaixo e deixe que a sua mente leia corretamente o que está escrito.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;35T3 P3QU3N0 T3XTO 53RV3 4P3N45 P4R4 M05TR4R COMO NO554 C4B3Ç4 CONS3GU3 F4Z3R CO1545 1MPR3551ON4ANT35!  R3P4R3 N155O! NO COM3ÇO 35T4V4 M310 COMPL1C4DO, M45 N3ST4 L1NH4 SU4 M3NT3 V41 D3C1FR4NDO O CÓD1GO QU453 4UTOM4T1C4M3NT3, S3M PR3C1S4R P3N54R MU1TO, C3RTO? POD3 F1C4R B3M ORGULHO5O D155O! SU4 C4P4C1D4D3 M3R3C3! P4R4BÉN5!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Quem conseguiu ler o texto acima? Deixe seu nome em comentários.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div align="left"&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/2072429978550540117-4067908477597341874?l=letraleve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letraleve.blogspot.com/feeds/4067908477597341874/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2072429978550540117&amp;postID=4067908477597341874' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2072429978550540117/posts/default/4067908477597341874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2072429978550540117/posts/default/4067908477597341874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letraleve.blogspot.com/2007/11/teste-sua-leitura.html' title='Teste sua leitura'/><author><name>Luciane H. O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10149592964198404690</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TtHuYvK6_Cw/Ry9OhdBW5xI/AAAAAAAAAFw/GuwH_nMVoOo/s72-c/mente.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2072429978550540117.post-7522092713608603511</id><published>2007-10-23T13:35:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T03:54:50.711-02:00</updated><title type='text'>O sarau continua ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TtHuYvK6_Cw/Rx4YI23fd7I/AAAAAAAAAFo/INpHFvjsnRQ/s1600-h/dar_amor.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124559966440486834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TtHuYvK6_Cw/Rx4YI23fd7I/AAAAAAAAAFo/INpHFvjsnRQ/s320/dar_amor.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;SARAU DE POESIAS&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;POESIAS DE AMOR - 8ª série&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Na próxima semana estaremos postando as declamações de amor dos alunos da 8ª série. Lindos poemas e boas apresentações.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Meu sorriso&lt;br /&gt;Onde está o meu sorriso franco?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Perdi-o no pranto?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;No lamento... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;No desencanto?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ou atrelado ao passo de quem partiu&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;E sem adeus da minha vida saiu?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Roubando meu encantamento,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Levando meu sentimento...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Quantos anos de pura entrega...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Carinho... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cumplicidade... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Afeição...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ah! Mas não vou deixar não!...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Não vou deixar que a emoção&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tire-me o rumo... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sobrepuje a razão!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Meu sorriso é do mundo...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Do amor profundo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Que guardo nas entranhas!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Complemento de minhas façanhas!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Meu sorriso é para as flores,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;As crianças...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Não vivo de lembranças...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;a title="Exibir perfil do utilizador." href="http://www.poemas-de-amor.net/user/carmen_vervloet"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Carmen Vervloet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&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/2072429978550540117-7522092713608603511?l=letraleve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letraleve.blogspot.com/feeds/7522092713608603511/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2072429978550540117&amp;postID=7522092713608603511' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2072429978550540117/posts/default/7522092713608603511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2072429978550540117/posts/default/7522092713608603511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letraleve.blogspot.com/2007/10/o-sarau-continua.html' title='O sarau continua ...'/><author><name>Luciane H. O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10149592964198404690</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TtHuYvK6_Cw/Rx4YI23fd7I/AAAAAAAAAFo/INpHFvjsnRQ/s72-c/dar_amor.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2072429978550540117.post-5649513777148669723</id><published>2007-10-16T16:12:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2007-10-16T16:34:30.861-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Sarau de Poesias - 6ª série .</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Demorou um pouco, mas como prometido estão aí as declamações de poesias escolhidas pelos alunos da 6ª série no mês de Julho. Vamos aos pouquinhos buscando novas ferramentas para publicar nosso trabalho neste blog.&lt;br /&gt;A todos que visitarem este blog, muito obrigada, ouçam as poesias e deixem um recadinho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://player.stickam.com/flashVarMediaPlayer/176815275" width="400" height="300" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" scale="noscale"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miguel - 6ª série&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://player.stickam.com/flashVarMediaPlayer/176815293" width="400" height="300" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" scale="noscale" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yago - 6ª série&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://player.stickam.com/flashVarMediaPlayer/176815298" width="400" height="300" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" scale="noscale" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Jilse - 6ª série&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2072429978550540117-5649513777148669723?l=letraleve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letraleve.blogspot.com/feeds/5649513777148669723/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2072429978550540117&amp;postID=5649513777148669723' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2072429978550540117/posts/default/5649513777148669723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2072429978550540117/posts/default/5649513777148669723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letraleve.blogspot.com/2007/10/sarau-de-poesias-6-srie_16.html' title='Sarau de Poesias - 6ª série .'/><author><name>Luciane H. O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10149592964198404690</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2072429978550540117.post-5322285544377873900</id><published>2007-10-16T15:59:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2007-10-23T13:22:13.247-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Mais poesias</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://player.stickam.com/flashVarMediaPlayer/176814801" width="400" height="300" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" scale="noscale"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gustavo - 6ª série&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://player.stickam.com/flashVarMediaPlayer/176814798" width="400" height="300" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" scale="noscale"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Diego - 6ª série&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://player.stickam.com/flashVarMediaPlayer/176814830" width="400" height="300" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" scale="noscale"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alberto - 6ª série&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://player.stickam.com/flashVarMediaPlayer/176814822" width="400" height="300" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" scale="noscale"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rafael - 6ª série&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://player.stickam.com/flashVarMediaPlayer/176814749" width="400" height="300" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" scale="noscale"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gisele - 6ª série&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://player.stickam.com/flashVarMediaPlayer/176814737" width="400" height="300" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" scale="noscale"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Angélica - 6ª série&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://player.stickam.com/flashVarMediaPlayer/176814722" width="400" height="300" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" scale="noscale"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cristiane - 6ª série&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://player.stickam.com/flashVarMediaPlayer/176814768" width="400" height="300" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" scale="noscale"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;William - 6ª série&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/2072429978550540117-5322285544377873900?l=letraleve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letraleve.blogspot.com/feeds/5322285544377873900/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2072429978550540117&amp;postID=5322285544377873900' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2072429978550540117/posts/default/5322285544377873900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2072429978550540117/posts/default/5322285544377873900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letraleve.blogspot.com/2007/10/gustavo-6-srie-diego-6-srie-alberto-6.html' title='Mais poesias'/><author><name>Luciane H. O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10149592964198404690</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2072429978550540117.post-7181860798781934576</id><published>2007-10-16T14:36:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2007-10-23T13:20:35.342-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Sarau de Poesias - 6ª série</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sarau de Poesias - 6ª série&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://player.stickam.com/flashVarMediaPlayer/176814741" width="400" height="300" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" scale="noscale"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Larissa - 6ª série&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://player.stickam.com/flashVarMediaPlayer/176814935" width="400" height="300" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" scale="noscale"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Jean - 6ª série&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://player.stickam.com/flashVarMediaPlayer/176814949" width="400" height="300" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" scale="noscale"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Júlio - 6ª série&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://player.stickam.com/flashVarMediaPlayer/176814924" width="400" height="300" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" scale="noscale"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Glauber - 6ª série&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://player.stickam.com/flashVarMediaPlayer/176814914" width="400" height="300" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" scale="noscale"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Carine - 6ª série&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://player.stickam.com/flashVarMediaPlayer/176814850" width="400" height="300" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" scale="noscale"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Jeferson - 6ª série&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://player.stickam.com/flashVarMediaPlayer/176814804" width="400" height="300" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" scale="noscale"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Anacéli - 6ª série&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2072429978550540117-7181860798781934576?l=letraleve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letraleve.blogspot.com/feeds/7181860798781934576/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2072429978550540117&amp;postID=7181860798781934576' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2072429978550540117/posts/default/7181860798781934576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2072429978550540117/posts/default/7181860798781934576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letraleve.blogspot.com/2007/10/sarau-de-poesias-6-srie.html' title='Sarau de Poesias - 6ª série'/><author><name>Luciane H. O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10149592964198404690</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2072429978550540117.post-5146872155279675618</id><published>2007-07-11T16:26:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-07-15T19:31:48.160-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Próximas atividades............</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Não percam, na próxima semana, Sarau de Poesias On-Line da 6ª série.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Passe por aqui e deixe seu recadinho&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2072429978550540117-5146872155279675618?l=letraleve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letraleve.blogspot.com/feeds/5146872155279675618/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2072429978550540117&amp;postID=5146872155279675618' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2072429978550540117/posts/default/5146872155279675618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2072429978550540117/posts/default/5146872155279675618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letraleve.blogspot.com/2007/07/prximas-atividades.html' title='Próximas atividades............'/><author><name>Luciane H. O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10149592964198404690</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2072429978550540117.post-8149100809931994982</id><published>2007-07-09T19:32:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-07-09T21:26:29.729-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='coleguismo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='amizade'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chat'/><title type='text'>Regras para o chat do dia 09/07/07</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Olá, amigos e amigas, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Estaremos iniciando o chat às 20h e encerraremos às 21h. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Para entrar no chat, basta clicar no link &lt;a href="http://gabbly.com/http://letraleve.blogspot.com"&gt;SALA DE CHAT&lt;/a&gt; . Aguarde por alguns momentos, pois demora um pouquinho para abrir.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Quando estiver on line na sala de chat, selecione o nome que aparece ex: &lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;gabber 235&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;e substitua pelo seu nome, clique &lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;enter&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; ou na &lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;'menininha'&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; ao lado. Pronto, vc já está devidamente identificado.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Inicialmente você deve identificar-se, dizendo nome e cidade onde mora. (Não esqueça de cumprimentar os colegas de chat.......hehehe ...dar as boas vindas a quem chega também é agradável.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Em seguida, veja os questionamentos que serão feitos e participe com suas idéias. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Evite o uso de letras de forma e, definitivamente, não use palavras de baixo calão e palavrões desconexos, procure ser o mais claro possível.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;O chat é uma forma muito bonita e agradável de fazer amigos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;E para iniciar a brincadeira, afinal, amizade e coleguismo são sinônimos?&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/2072429978550540117-8149100809931994982?l=letraleve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letraleve.blogspot.com/feeds/8149100809931994982/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2072429978550540117&amp;postID=8149100809931994982' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2072429978550540117/posts/default/8149100809931994982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2072429978550540117/posts/default/8149100809931994982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letraleve.blogspot.com/2007/07/regras-para-o-chat-do-dia-090707.html' title='Regras para o chat do dia 09/07/07'/><author><name>Luciane H. O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10149592964198404690</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2072429978550540117.post-7788108817128597420</id><published>2007-06-25T13:08:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T03:54:51.787-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Chat sobre amizade e coleguismo.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TtHuYvK6_Cw/Rn_p9Ny_NnI/AAAAAAAAADA/fCCwCf_5CLA/s1600-h/intro_chat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080036142582019698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="208" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TtHuYvK6_Cw/Rn_p9Ny_NnI/AAAAAAAAADA/fCCwCf_5CLA/s200/intro_chat.jpg" width="285" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Olá, meninos e meninas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Estou colocando no blog um espaço para bate-papo. A primeira sessão marcada será no próximo dia 09 de julho, às 20 horas. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;O tema para o chat é &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;AMIZADE E COLEGUISMO.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Antes do chat vamos entrevistar pessoas e ler textos sobre o tema. Visitem os sites:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.existencialismo.org.br/jornalexistencial/coleguismoeamizade.htm"&gt;Coleguismo e Amizade&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.felipex.com.br/amizade04.htm"&gt;A Amizade&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Leia também a mensagem abaixo:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TtHuYvK6_Cw/Rop4Qdmc2uI/AAAAAAAAADs/cYhPw4fxVjM/s1600-h/43506_wallpaper280.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083007353660168930" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TtHuYvK6_Cw/Rop4Qdmc2uI/AAAAAAAAADs/cYhPw4fxVjM/s200/43506_wallpaper280.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TtHuYvK6_Cw/Rop4aNmc2wI/AAAAAAAAAD8/SoNeg1Y5GvU/s1600-h/snowflake.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Floquinhos da Amizade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Havia uma pequena aldeia onde o dinheiro não entrava. Tudo o que as pessoas compravam, tudo o que era cultivado e produzido por cada um, era trocado. A coisa mais importante, a coisa mais valiosa, era a amizade. Quem nada produzia, quem não possuía coisas que pudessem ser trocadas por alimentos, ou utensílios, dava seu CARINHO.&lt;br /&gt;O CARINHO era simbolizado por um floquinho de algodão. Muitas vezes, era normal que as pessoas trocassem floquinhos sem querer nada em troca. As pessoas davam seu CARINHO pois sabiam que recebiam outros num outro momento ou outro dia. &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TtHuYvK6_Cw/Rop4aNmc2wI/AAAAAAAAAD8/SoNeg1Y5GvU/s1600-h/snowflake.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083007521163893506" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TtHuYvK6_Cw/Rop4aNmc2wI/AAAAAAAAAD8/SoNeg1Y5GvU/s200/snowflake.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um dia, uma mulher muito má, que vivia fora da aldeia, convenceu um pequeno garoto a não mais dar seus floquinhos. Desta forma, ele seria a pessoa mais rica da cidade e teria o que quisesse. Iludido pelas palavras da malvada o menino, que era uma das pessoas mais populares e queridas da aldeia, passou a juntar CARINHOS e em pouquíssimo tempo sua casa estava repleta de floquinhos ficando até difícil de circular dentro dela.&lt;br /&gt;Daí então, quando a cidade já estava praticamente sem floquinhos, as pessoas começaram a guardar o pouco CARINHO que tinham e toda a HARMONIA da cidade desapareceu. Surgiram a GANÂNCIA, a DESCONFIANÇA, o primeiro ROUBO, o ÓDIO, a DISCÓRDIA, as pessoas se XINGARAM pela primeira vez e passaram a IGNORAR-SE pelas ruas.&lt;br /&gt;Como era o mais querido da cidade, o garoto foi o primeiro a sentir-se TRISTE e SOZINHO, o que fez o menino procurar a velha para perguntar-lhe e dizer-lhe se aquilo fazia parte da riqueza que ele acumularia. Não a encontrando mais, ele tomou uma decisão. Pegou uma grande carriola, colocou todos os seus floquinhos em cima e caminhou por toda a cidade distribuindo aleatoriamente seu CARINHO. A todos que dava CARINHO, apenas dizia:&lt;br /&gt;"Obrigado por receber meu carinho."&lt;br /&gt;Assim, sem medo de acabar com seus floquinhos, ele distribuiu até o último CARINHO sem receber um só de volta. Sem que tivesse tempo de sentar-se sozinho e triste novamente, alguém caminhou até ele e lhe deu CARINHO. Um outro fez o mesmo...Mais outro...e outro...até que ifinitivamente a aldeia voltou ao normal.&lt;br /&gt;MORAL DA HISTÓRIA: Nunca devemos fazer as coisas pensando em receber em troca. Mas devemos fazer sempre. Lembrar que um amigo existe e é muito importante. Muito mais importante do que cobrar dos outros que se lembrem de você, pois assim, você estará querendo acumular amizades sem fazer o seu papel de amigo. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TtHuYvK6_Cw/Rop4Wtmc2vI/AAAAAAAAAD0/LErSX8vfFqk/s1600-h/3091663t.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083007461034351346" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TtHuYvK6_Cw/Rop4Wtmc2vI/AAAAAAAAAD0/LErSX8vfFqk/s200/3091663t.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Aguardamos os amigos e os amigos dos amigos, bem como os amigos dos amigos dos amigos.........hehehe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um abraço&lt;br /&gt;Profª Luciane&lt;/span&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/2072429978550540117-7788108817128597420?l=letraleve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letraleve.blogspot.com/feeds/7788108817128597420/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2072429978550540117&amp;postID=7788108817128597420' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2072429978550540117/posts/default/7788108817128597420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2072429978550540117/posts/default/7788108817128597420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letraleve.blogspot.com/2007/06/chat.html' title='Chat sobre amizade e coleguismo.'/><author><name>Luciane H. O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10149592964198404690</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TtHuYvK6_Cw/Rn_p9Ny_NnI/AAAAAAAAADA/fCCwCf_5CLA/s72-c/intro_chat.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2072429978550540117.post-5617060218803913995</id><published>2007-05-27T18:27:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T03:54:52.275-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Abraços e mais abraços</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Estes são os textos e frases escritas pelos alunos da 8ª série sobre o abraço. O trabalho é referente à Semana da Solidariedade que ocorreu de 14 a 19 de maio último. Vale a pena conferir.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TtHuYvK6_Cw/Rln4KOXKgLI/AAAAAAAAACY/uJp-lOlDf2Y/s1600-h/noticias_abra%C3%A7o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TtHuYvK6_Cw/Rln4KOXKgLI/AAAAAAAAACY/uJp-lOlDf2Y/s200/noticias_abra%C3%A7o.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069355710119837874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: courier new; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;1. “Um abraço protege, consola e dá força a uma pessoa.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: courier new; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: courier new; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;(César A. M. de Castro)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: courier new; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: courier new; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;2. Sobre a pintura: “... duas raças diferentes vivendo sem racismo, se dando abraços, mostrando que podem viver bem juntos sendo de cor diferente, mas vivendo com amor e carinho.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: courier new; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: courier new; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;(William S. Koelzer)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: courier new; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: courier new; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: courier new; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;3. “Quando estamos tristes é sempre bom uma pessoa estar do nosso lado nos aconselhando em nossas decisões e nos incentivando com um abraço ou mesmo com diálogo.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: courier new; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: courier new; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;(Paula Spiecker)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: courier new; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: courier new; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: courier new; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;4. “Ficamos muito felizes quando ganhamos um abraço de alguém. Eu sinto aquele calor imenso de alegria como se a outra pessoa entrasse dentro de mim.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: courier new; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: courier new; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;(Greice F. Barkert)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: courier new; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TtHuYvK6_Cw/Rln43uXKgNI/AAAAAAAAACo/jCJUw5vj2nU/s1600-h/abraco.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TtHuYvK6_Cw/Rln43uXKgNI/AAAAAAAAACo/jCJUw5vj2nU/s200/abraco.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069356491803885778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: courier new; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: courier new; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;5. “Algumas pessoas consideram o abraço algo bobo, mas com certeza essas pessoas nunca receberam um abraço gostoso.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: courier new; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: courier new; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;(Lílian Arend)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: courier new; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: courier new; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: courier new; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;6. “Um abraço vale mais que mil palavras. Quando estamos tristes preferimos um simples abraçoa palavras que nos consolem.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: courier new; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: courier new; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;(Jussine I. Kolsing)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: courier new; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: courier new; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: courier new; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;7. “E Juliana percebeu como um abraço pode fazer uma pessoa feliz.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: courier new; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: courier new; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;(Júlia R. Seltenreich)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: courier new; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: courier new; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: courier new; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;8. “...com um abraço podemos juntar raça e cor, religiões, amigos e inimigos com apenas um gostoso abraço que não faz mal a nunguém, ao contrário, faz bem.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: courier new; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: courier new; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;(Jones Arend)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: courier new; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: courier new; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: courier new; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;9. “...a palavra abraço significa carinho, amor, amizade, compaixão, saúde, congratulação.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: courier new; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: courier new; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;(Rodrigo Krüger)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: courier new; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: courier new; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: courier new; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;10. “Dê muitos abraços quando puder, porque outro dia pode não chegar mais. Então aproveite a vida e dê muitos abraços.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: courier new; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: courier new; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;(Jair)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: courier new; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TtHuYvK6_Cw/Rln5FeXKgOI/AAAAAAAAACw/QQJ1ZZIAISs/s1600-h/abraco+Marisu+Buquet.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TtHuYvK6_Cw/Rln5FeXKgOI/AAAAAAAAACw/QQJ1ZZIAISs/s200/abraco+Marisu+Buquet.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069356728027087074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: courier new; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: courier new; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;11. Quando recebemos um abraço no qual as pessoas não nos desejam o mal, temos a sensação de sermos libertos por um grande dragão. O abraço deixa-nos com a alma mais leve e pura. O ABRAÇO É INSUBSTITUÍVEL!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: courier new; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: courier new; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;(Pámela R. Bruch)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: courier new; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: courier new; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: courier new; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;12. “Eu acho que um abraço é muito importnte para nós, quando estamos tristes sempre é bom receber um abraço para nos fazer feliz. Não importa em quem daremos um abraço, se for num negro ou num branco, o importante é que nós faremos as pessoas felizes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: courier new; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: courier new; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;(Cristian)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: courier new; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: courier new; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: courier new; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;13. “...O que mais me chamou a atenção foi uma pintura de dois homens se abraçando um de cor clara e outro de cor escura. O pintor com essa obra quer nos mostrar a importância do abraço no nosso dia-a-dia, que não devemos julgar as pessoas pela cor e muito menos pela aparência, mas sim pelo modo de ser.” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: courier new; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: courier new; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;(Everton A. Musskopf)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: courier new; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: courier new; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: courier new; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;14. “Vinha gente correndo para dar um abraço, vinha gente de esqueite, gente de todo lugar vinha lhe abraçar.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: courier new; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: courier new; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;(Patrícia)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: courier new; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: courier new; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: courier new; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;15. “Devemos ter um pensamento em mente: com o abraço podemos fazer novas amizades, conhecer pessoas novas, conversar. E vamos ter que deixar o preconceito de lado...” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: courier new; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: courier new; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;(Cíntia V. Bruch)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: courier new; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: courier new; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: courier new; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;16. “O abraço é fundamental, ele diz como você está se sentindo, se triste, ele consola, se alegre, ele alimenta esta alegria, se desorientado, ele orienta, se inseguro ele te apóia em todo momento.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: courier new; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: courier new; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;(Joseane de Souza)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: courier new; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: courier new; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: courier new; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;17. “Com um abraço podemos dizer: ‘Oi!’, ‘Estou com saudades!’, consolar, agradecer, despedir-se ...”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: courier new; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: courier new; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;(Luíque M. Kremer)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: courier new; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: courier new; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: courier new; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;18. “Para mim o abraço é uma coisa muito importante, um jeito, uma das maneiras mais solidárias que uma pessoa pode dar para outra.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: courier new; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: courier new; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;(Leila R. Krumenauer)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: courier new; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: courier new; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: courier new; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TtHuYvK6_Cw/Rln5aeXKgPI/AAAAAAAAAC4/EPAbiBP8K40/s1600-h/pooh_abraco%5B1%5D.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TtHuYvK6_Cw/Rln5aeXKgPI/AAAAAAAAAC4/EPAbiBP8K40/s200/pooh_abraco%5B1%5D.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069357088804339954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&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/2072429978550540117-5617060218803913995?l=letraleve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letraleve.blogspot.com/feeds/5617060218803913995/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2072429978550540117&amp;postID=5617060218803913995' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2072429978550540117/posts/default/5617060218803913995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2072429978550540117/posts/default/5617060218803913995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letraleve.blogspot.com/2007/05/abraos-e-mais-abraos.html' title='Abraços e mais abraços'/><author><name>Luciane H. O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10149592964198404690</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TtHuYvK6_Cw/Rln4KOXKgLI/AAAAAAAAACY/uJp-lOlDf2Y/s72-c/noticias_abra%C3%A7o.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2072429978550540117.post-408313944193283459</id><published>2007-05-27T15:41:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T03:54:52.778-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Falando ainda sobre os abraços ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TtHuYvK6_Cw/RlnZ5OXKgHI/AAAAAAAAAB4/PbTyRuuUxBI/s1600-h/015abracos.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TtHuYvK6_Cw/RlnZ5OXKgHI/AAAAAAAAAB4/PbTyRuuUxBI/s200/015abracos.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069322432713228402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;Os textos e frases que seguem foram escritos pelos alunos da 7ª série a partir do post Ser Solidário em virtude do Semana da Solidariedade trabalhada na semana de 14 a 19 de maio de 2007.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TtHuYvK6_Cw/RlnaCOXKgII/AAAAAAAAACA/8denolkzfy8/s1600-h/abraco3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TtHuYvK6_Cw/RlnaCOXKgII/AAAAAAAAACA/8denolkzfy8/s200/abraco3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069322587332051074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;1. Um Abraço&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoje acordei com uma vontade dentro de mim, uma alegria enorme. Eu queria dividir a minha felicidade com alguém, alguém que anda cabisbaixo. Quero dar um forte abraço e passar-lhe toda minha alegria. Quero lhe dizer o quanto o abraço é importante.&lt;br /&gt;O ABRAÇO forte, carinhoso, afetivo, compreensivo, amigo. Entre tantas qualidades é ele que nos surpreende, que nos traz alegria ao nosso coração. É ele que demonstra o grande amor que sentimos e é ele que nos aquece assim, passando o medo para longe de nós. Ele nos ensina, o abraço, nos mostra as pessoas ricas(amigas) com quem podemos contar e abraçar carinhosamente.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Pensamento: Só hoje podemos &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;abraçar, por isso, não espere o amanhã. Quem sabe o Amanhã pode ser tarde. Dê um abraço!&lt;br /&gt;(Elila Alves)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. "Ganhar u abraço ou dar um abraço é maravilhoso!"&lt;br /&gt;(Lisandra C. Gross)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TtHuYvK6_Cw/Rlnad-XKgJI/AAAAAAAAACI/cIvcARENEqA/s1600-h/malwee1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 84px; height: 116px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TtHuYvK6_Cw/Rlnad-XKgJI/AAAAAAAAACI/cIvcARENEqA/s200/malwee1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069323064073420946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;3. " É quando duas  ou mais &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pessoas - geralmente duas - ficam parcial ou completamente entre os braços da outra."&lt;br /&gt;(Mateus Scherer)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Melhor coisa que podemos receber de uma pessoa é um abraço bem forte para deixar-nos muito felizes e receber energia."&lt;br /&gt;(Carlos B. Röhrig)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. O abraço pode nos ensinar, demonstrar algo bom ou expressar alguns sentimentos, então por que não começamos a campanha também? Seia bacana!"&lt;br /&gt;(Josiel Imperador)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;6. UM abraço é uma forma de expressar sentimentos pelos outros, e também muitas vezes para consolar outras pessoas que possam ter passado por momentos difíceis, como por exemplo: ter perdido uma pessoa muito amiga, um familiar muito ligado a você, ou um filho, a mulher, etc."&lt;br /&gt;(Gabriel E. Schvinn)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. "...Felipe, vendo tudo aquilo, se emocionou e foi correndo abraçar o irmão, que estava muito feliz."&lt;br /&gt;(Evandro H. Weiand)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;8. "A importância do abraço é fazer as pessoas tristes felizes, ir com um humor bom para casa ou de casa para o trabalho, ou para todo lugar."&lt;br /&gt;(Leonardo L. Souza)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;9. "Existem muitos tipos de abraços: abraços grátis, abraços de namorados, de amor, de carinho, de consolação, de saudade, etc."&lt;br /&gt;(César A. Bruch)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. "Trazer felicidade a todas as pessoas é muito difícil, mas se cada um der um ou dois abraços em pessoas da família ou amigos, já é meio caminho andado."&lt;br /&gt;(Bryan C. A. Castro)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TtHuYvK6_Cw/RlnawOXKgKI/AAAAAAAAACQ/L5ugNy0k700/s1600-h/humor_animales_15.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 111px; height: 111px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TtHuYvK6_Cw/RlnawOXKgKI/AAAAAAAAACQ/L5ugNy0k700/s200/humor_animales_15.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069323377606033570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;11. "Ser solidário não é somente dar algo de valor ao próximo e sim um abraço que às vezes vale mais que qualquer coisa."&lt;br /&gt;(Rangel F. Delavald)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. "A amizade é muito importante na nossa vida, o abraço, o carinho também."&lt;br /&gt;(Bruna S. Battisti)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. "O abraço é uma coisa muito boa. Serve para comemorar ou para consolar alguém."&lt;br /&gt;(William A. Dörr)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. "O abraço verdadeiro nos dá a paz... A paz a dois, a paz com o mundo. O abraço começa com duas pessoas e pode terminar com cento e oitenta milhões."&lt;br /&gt;(Lívia Assunção)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. "Um abraço é melhor que um presente de aniversário. O abraço dá uma força ao seu dia e um ânimo em todos que dão um abraço."&lt;br /&gt;(Everson Nied)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. "Como é difícil ver alguém se abraçar hoje em dia. Hoje em dia é motivo de vergonha se abraçar. Eu quase nunca abraço ninguém, mas como é bom abraçar alguém."&lt;br /&gt;(Jonathas Z. Calvi)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;17. Abraçar&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Abraçar é por os braços em volta de alguém. É uma coisa que faz você se sentir &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;contente, carinhosa e feliz. Mas o melhor de tudo é que você se sente amada.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Abraçar é uma forma de dizer: Que bom ver você!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;E também é uma forma de dizer: Até logo, vou sentir saudades de você.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Abraçar é uma forma de dizer que gosto muito de você, porque são minha família. E também um jeito de dizer: Obrigada por tudo!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Quando alguém derruba alguma coisa sem querer, abraçar é uma forma de dizer: Você está desculpado. Quando você briga com um amiguinho, um abraço significa: Desculpe-me! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Quando você faz um bom trabalho no colégio, um abraço quer dizer: Estou orgulhosa de você!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Os abraços não custam nada. Podem ser dados a qualquer hora e por qualquer motivo. Ou mesmo sem nenhum motivo.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;(Silvia M. de Oliveira)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2072429978550540117-408313944193283459?l=letraleve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letraleve.blogspot.com/feeds/408313944193283459/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2072429978550540117&amp;postID=408313944193283459' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2072429978550540117/posts/default/408313944193283459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2072429978550540117/posts/default/408313944193283459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letraleve.blogspot.com/2007/05/falando-ainda-sobre-os-abraos.html' title='Falando ainda sobre os abraços ...'/><author><name>Luciane H. 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O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10149592964198404690</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TtHuYvK6_Cw/RlODNOXKgEI/AAAAAAAAABk/DqNSa8leMoU/s72-c/Research_tree.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2072429978550540117.post-3684615840713640230</id><published>2007-05-16T13:32:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T03:54:53.455-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Janelas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;As janelas e as portas abrem olhares, abrem caminhos. Nesta semana, abra a janela de seu quarto, da sua sala, da sua casa. O que você encontrará? Relate a sua imagem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TtHuYvK6_Cw/Rks3DuXKf_I/AAAAAAAAAA8/CoTyiK2PzpY/s1600-h/janela.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065202743032578034" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TtHuYvK6_Cw/Rks3DuXKf_I/AAAAAAAAAA8/CoTyiK2PzpY/s200/janela.gif" border="0" height="186" width="279" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Da Janela&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dois homens seriamente doentes, ocupavam o mesmo quarto em um hospital.Um deles ficava sentado em sua cama por uma hora, todas as tardes, para conseguir drenar o líquido de seus pulmões. Sua cama fica próxima a única janela existente no quarto. O outro homem era obrigado a ficar deitado de bruços em sua cama por todo o tempo. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Eles conversavam muito. Falavam sobre suas mulheres e suas famílias, suas casas, seus empregos, seus envolvimentos com o serviço militar, onde eles costumavam ir nas férias. E toda tarde quando o homem perto da janela podia sentar-se, ele passava todo tempo descrevendo ao seu companheiro todas as coisas que ele podia ver através da janela. O homem na outra cama começou a esperar por esse período onde seu mundo era ampliado e animado pelas descrições do companheiro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ele dizia que da janela dava para ver um parque com um lago bem legal. Patos e cisnes brincavam na água enquanto as crianças navegavam seus pequenos barcos. Jovens namorados andavam de braços dados no meio das flores e estas possuíam todas as cores do arco-íris. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Grandes e velhas árvores cheias de elegância na paisagem e uma fina linha podia ser vista no céu da cidade. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Quando o homem perto da janela fazia suas descrições, ele fazia de modo primoroso e dedicado, com detalhes. O outro homem fechava seus olhos e imaginava a cena pitoresca. Uma tarde quente, o homem perto da janela descreveu que havia um desfile na rua embora ele não pudesse escutar a música, ele podia ver e descrever tudo. Dias e semanas passaram-se. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Em uma manhã a enfermeira do dia chegou trazendo água para o banho dos dois homens mas achou um deles morto.O homem que ficava perto da janela morreu pacificamente durante o seu sono à noite. Ela estava entristecida e chamou os atendentes do hospital para levarem o corpo embora. Assim que julgou conveniente, o outro homem pediu à enfermeira que mudasse sua cama para perto da janela. A enfermeira ficou feliz em poder fazer esse favor para o homem e depois de verificar que ele estava confortável o deixou sozinho no quarto. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Vagarosamente, pacientemente, ele se apoiou em seu cotovelo para conseguir olhar pela primeira vez pela janela. Finalmente, ele poderia ver tudo por si mesmo. Ele se esticou ao máximo, lutando contra a dor para poder olhar através da janela e quando consegui fazê-lo deparou-se com um muro todo branco. Ele então perguntou à enfermeira o que teria levado seu companheiro a descrever-lhe coisas tão belas, todos os dias se pela janela só dava para ver um muro branco? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A enfermeira respondeu que aquele homem era cego e não poderia ver nada mesmo que quisesse. Talvez ele só estivesse pensando em distraí-lo e alegrá-lo um pouco mais com suas histórias. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TtHuYvK6_Cw/Rks3mOXKgBI/AAAAAAAAABM/fNnvQeGx8qU/s1600-h/janela.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065203043680288770" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TtHuYvK6_Cw/Rks3VOXKgAI/AAAAAAAAABE/UKtOjWB5plY/s200/2002.jpg" border="0" height="251" width="201" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Paisagem da Janela&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Milton Nascimento&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Composição: Lô Borges e Fernando Brant&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Da janela lateral do quarto de dormir&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Vejo uma igreja, um sinal de glória&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Vejo um muro branco e um vôo pássaro&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Vejo uma grade, um velho sinal&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mensageiro natural de coisas naturais&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Quando eu falava dessas cores mórbidas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Quando eu falava desses homens, sórdidos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Quando eu falava desse temporal&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Você não me escutou &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(Você não quis acreditar)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mas isso é tão normal &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(Você não quis acreditar)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;E eu era apenas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cavaleiro marginal lavado em ribeirão&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cavaleiro negro que viveu mistérios&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cavaleiro e senhor de casa e árvores&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sem querer descanso nem dominical&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cavaleiro marginal, banhado em ribeirão&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Conheci as torres e os cemitérios&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Conheci os homens e os seus velórios&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Eu olhava da janela lateral&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Do quarto de dormir&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Você não quer acreditar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065206037272494114" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TtHuYvK6_Cw/Rks6DeXKgCI/AAAAAAAAABU/v4vkUW86RJs/s200/janelav.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Minha janela é meu espaço interior, dele observo o que me cerca, meus amigos, minha vida, meus passos .... é meu olhar diferente e diverso a cada momento fugaz ... ..... é meu distante ser que se reintegra a cada amanhecer !..... é o mundo, o céu, o universo das constelações infindáveis de nosso existir !&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(Rozimar Carvalho - Rio de Janeiro)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/t5gKfk01gj4"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/t5gKfk01gj4" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2072429978550540117-3684615840713640230?l=letraleve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letraleve.blogspot.com/feeds/3684615840713640230/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2072429978550540117&amp;postID=3684615840713640230' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2072429978550540117/posts/default/3684615840713640230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2072429978550540117/posts/default/3684615840713640230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letraleve.blogspot.com/2007/05/janelas.html' title='Janelas'/><author><name>Luciane H. O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10149592964198404690</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TtHuYvK6_Cw/Rks3DuXKf_I/AAAAAAAAAA8/CoTyiK2PzpY/s72-c/janela.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2072429978550540117.post-4606196504917642340</id><published>2007-05-15T15:17:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T03:54:54.598-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Ser Solidário</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TtHuYvK6_Cw/RkoBY9HMAAI/AAAAAAAAAAU/igQXVpxxQuk/s1600-h/1102573443.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064862259164741634" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TtHuYvK6_Cw/RkoBY9HMAAI/AAAAAAAAAAU/igQXVpxxQuk/s200/1102573443.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TtHuYvK6_Cw/RkoBgdHMABI/AAAAAAAAAAc/rbMAjj1g8v4/s1600-h/abraco.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064862388013760530" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TtHuYvK6_Cw/RkoBgdHMABI/AAAAAAAAAAc/rbMAjj1g8v4/s200/abraco.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TtHuYvK6_Cw/RkoBvdHMACI/AAAAAAAAAAk/Hp83VYawaCw/s1600-h/Abraco2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064862645711798306" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TtHuYvK6_Cw/RkoBvdHMACI/AAAAAAAAAAk/Hp83VYawaCw/s200/Abraco2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TtHuYvK6_Cw/RkoB5dHMADI/AAAAAAAAAAs/b691vwLgtNw/s1600-h/abraco.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064862817510490162" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TtHuYvK6_Cw/RkoB5dHMADI/AAAAAAAAAAs/b691vwLgtNw/s200/abraco.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TtHuYvK6_Cw/RkoCCdHMAEI/AAAAAAAAAA0/Y7HwxowgYBU/s1600-h/abraco3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064862972129312834" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TtHuYvK6_Cw/RkoCCdHMAEI/AAAAAAAAAA0/Y7HwxowgYBU/s200/abraco3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;Os que lutam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Bertold Brecht&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;"Há aqueles que lutam um dia; e por isso são muito bons; Há aqueles que lutam muitos dias; e por isso são muito bons; Há aqueles que lutam anos; e são melhores ainda; Porém há aqueles que lutam toda a vida; esses são os imprescindíveis."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ficaremos observando as dificuldades, os desencontros, as dores?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Afinal, o que é solidariedade?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FREE HUGS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;"..., Juan Mann era só um homem estranho que ficava parado no PittStreet Mall em Sydney, Austrália, oferecendo abraços de graça para as pessoas que passavam pelas ruas. Um certo dia, Mann ofereceu um abraço a Shimon Moore, o líder da banda Sick Puppies e, desde então se tornaram bons amigos. Um certo dia, Moore decidiu gravar Mann fazendo sua campanha por "Free Hugs". Na medida em que o Free Hugs atingia proporções maiores, o conselho da cidade tentou banir a campanha . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Então Mann e seus amigos fizeram uma petição com mais de 10.000 nomes apoiando a campanha do abraço de graça. Quando Mann morreu, Moore decidiu mixar o vídeo que ele tinha feito do FreeHugs com a música All the Same, que ele havia gravado com a sua banda SickPuppies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Vale a pena conferir o &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OfPmecROk-s"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;video.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Um filme que apresenta uma verdadeira história que inspira humanidade e esperança. Algumas vezes um abraço é tudo que precisamos. Free Hugs é uma história real, sobre um homem que acreditava que sua missão era trazer alegria na vida das pessoas através de um abraço." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Note que o vídeo é em pb e só ganha cor após Juan Mann receber o seu primeiro abraço. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ligue o som, a música também é linda.&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/2072429978550540117-4606196504917642340?l=letraleve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letraleve.blogspot.com/feeds/4606196504917642340/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2072429978550540117&amp;postID=4606196504917642340' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2072429978550540117/posts/default/4606196504917642340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2072429978550540117/posts/default/4606196504917642340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letraleve.blogspot.com/2007/05/os-que-lutam-bertold-brecht-h-aqueles.html' title='Ser Solidário'/><author><name>Luciane H. O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10149592964198404690</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TtHuYvK6_Cw/RkoBY9HMAAI/AAAAAAAAAAU/igQXVpxxQuk/s72-c/1102573443.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2072429978550540117.post-5498437762345306512</id><published>2007-05-15T14:27:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T03:54:54.777-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Iniciando o trabalho</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TtHuYvK6_Cw/RknvjdHL__I/AAAAAAAAAAM/ObQx6a9W0Yc/s1600-h/Inside_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064842648344068082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TtHuYvK6_Cw/RknvjdHL__I/AAAAAAAAAAM/ObQx6a9W0Yc/s320/Inside_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Neste blog vamos postar as produções escritas dos alunos da Escola Estadual de Ensino Médio Ana Néri. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A princípio somente vamos publicar as produções escritas, depois vamos arriscando um pouquinho mais.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Deixe seu recadinho.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Profª Luciane H Oliveira&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2072429978550540117-5498437762345306512?l=letraleve.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://letraleve.blogspot.com/feeds/5498437762345306512/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2072429978550540117&amp;postID=5498437762345306512' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2072429978550540117/posts/default/5498437762345306512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2072429978550540117/posts/default/5498437762345306512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://letraleve.blogspot.com/2007/05/iniciando-o-trabalho.html' title='Iniciando o trabalho'/><author><name>Luciane H. 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