<?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-1845222504890004807</id><updated>2012-01-09T23:26:11.136Z</updated><category term='estudo do meio'/><category term='Leituras'/><category term='férias'/><category term='poesia'/><category term='PNEP - Ambiente'/><category term='Ambiente'/><category term='Charcos com vida'/><category term='em família'/><category term='PNL'/><category term='com a família...'/><category term='canções'/><category term='pequenas coisas'/><category term='Actividades Escola'/><category term='temas'/><category term='charco com vida'/><category term='Expressão Plástica'/><category term='TIC'/><category term='jogos matemáticos'/><category term='jogos'/><category term='fora da escola'/><category term='AEC'/><category term='comunicação'/><category term='escrita'/><category term='Projectos'/><category term='comemorações'/><category term='histórias em rede'/><category term='travalínguas'/><category term='PNEP'/><category term='assembleias de turma'/><category term='Experiências'/><category term='Matemática'/><category term='Actividades'/><category term='livros'/><category term='pais na escola'/><category term='visitas'/><category term='concursos'/><category term='Área de Projecto'/><category term='Educação para a Saúde'/><category term='trabalhos'/><title type='text'>Pedacitos...</title><subtitle type='html'>Este blogue vai servir para verem o que vamos fazendo aqui na sala e na escola. Serão bocadinhos, ou melhor, "Pedacitos" do muito que temos para mostrar</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eb1calvario1.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1845222504890004807/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eb1calvario1.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1845222504890004807/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Pedacitos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02399103471113948391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f9tr-4qRXBI/SeZnxZcr0jI/AAAAAAAAAeg/7_sVUo5eahE/S220/baptizado+Carolina+ESE+1+Abril+117.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>239</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1845222504890004807.post-6061314756031787884</id><published>2012-01-04T16:06:00.000Z</published><updated>2012-01-04T16:06:01.234Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='canções'/><title type='text'>A canção das Janeiras</title><content type='html'>Na nossa escola é costume cantar as Janeiras na primeira semana do 2º período. para não repetir as canções dos anos anteriores, hoje estivemos a criar uma nova. Fizemos o poema e ao mesmo tempo a música.&lt;br /&gt;O João trouxe um cavaquinho e a professora começou a ensiná-lo. Amanhã vão trazer também cavaquinho a Luísa, a Cátia, a Maria e a Marta.Assim a nossa canção vai ficar muito mais alegre, mais animada!&lt;br /&gt;Fomos às outras salas levar o texto e ensinar a canção para todos cantarem.&lt;br /&gt;Ficou assim a letra da nossa canção:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;Canção dos Reis&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;Saímos da nossa escola e os santos reis viemos cantar&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;Desejamos um bom ano que agora mesmo vai começar&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;Desejamos muita paz, muita saúde aos que aqui estão &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;E com estes nossos votos queremos encher vosso coração &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;Em dia de reis viemos cantar&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;E assim vossa vida vamos alegrar (bis)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;Que nunca falte trabalho para este ano vos correr bem&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;Que tenhais muitos amigos e que o dinheiro não falte também&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;Que esta casa e sua gente vivam este ano em harmonia&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;Que nunca falte nos rostos esse sorriso de alegria&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&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/1845222504890004807-6061314756031787884?l=eb1calvario1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eb1calvario1.blogspot.com/feeds/6061314756031787884/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1845222504890004807&amp;postID=6061314756031787884' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1845222504890004807/posts/default/6061314756031787884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1845222504890004807/posts/default/6061314756031787884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eb1calvario1.blogspot.com/2012/01/cancao-das-janeiras.html' title='A canção das Janeiras'/><author><name>Pedacitos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02399103471113948391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f9tr-4qRXBI/SeZnxZcr0jI/AAAAAAAAAeg/7_sVUo5eahE/S220/baptizado+Carolina+ESE+1+Abril+117.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1845222504890004807.post-7505128400137060686</id><published>2012-01-03T15:32:00.009Z</published><updated>2012-01-07T21:38:21.548Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='assembleias de turma'/><title type='text'>De volta!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Estamos de regresso, para mais um período de trabalho. Depois de contar as novidades e sobretudo de falar dos presentes de Natal, fizemos uma Assembleia de Turma (um debate), para balanço do 1º período. Falámos sobre os pontos fortes que iremos manter e os pontos fracos que têm que desaparecer. No fim elaboramos uma ata e assinamos todos. Para tudo correr muito bem temos que cumprir o que prometemos!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;fica aqui a nossa ata:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNoSpacing" style="line-height: 115%; margin: 0cm -28.4pt 0cm -1cm; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Agrupamento Vertical de Escolas de Sobreira &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNoSpacing" style="line-height: 115%; margin: 0cm -28.4pt 0cm -1cm; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;EB1 Calvário 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNoSpacing" style="line-height: 115%; margin: 0cm -28.4pt 0cm -1cm; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNoSpacing" style="line-height: 115%; margin: 0cm -28.4pt 0cm -1cm; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Ata número dois&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="line-height: 115%; margin-right: -1.2pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Aos três dias do mês de janeiro de dois mil e doze, reuniram na sua sala os alunos e a professora da turma três, quarto ano, para a realização de um debate com o tema “Balanço do primeiro período, pontos fortes e pontos fracos. -------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="line-height: 115%; margin-right: -1.2pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Como pontos fortes foram referidas as atividades experimentais, a Visita de Estudo a Guimarães, a Feira com a realização de trabalhos, os trabalhos de grupo, o Projeto “Charcos com Vida”, AEC e a participação em concursos. Todos os alunos concordaram que estas atividades devem continuar, sugerindo o Rafael a realização de mais Visitas de Estudo. A professora explicou que uma das limitações às visitas é a parte económica.-----------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Como pontos fracos foi referido pela professora o comportamento no refeitório por parte de alguns alunos, sobretudo por demorarem muito tempo a almoçar. Foi referida pela maioria dos alunos&amp;nbsp;a falta de um espaço coberto para os recreios e AFD. Outro ponto fraco é a falta de computador e muitas vezes de ligação à&amp;nbsp; Internet na sala que limita o trabalho no blogue da turma. Todos reconheceram que nem sempre estão atentos e concentrados no trabalho, o que afeta por vezes os resultados. Em relação à atitude na sala de aula concordou-se que é necessário estar mais atento. A professora salientou a necessidade do respeito pelas regras da sala e pelo cumprimento das tarefas atribuídas.------------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Nada mais havendo a tratar, foi lavrada esta ata que depois de lida e aprovada vai ser assinada pelos presentes.------------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;A professora: ____________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Calibri&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; mso-ansi-language: PT; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: Calibri; mso-fareast-language: EN-US;"&gt;Os alunos: ------------------------------------------------&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/1845222504890004807-7505128400137060686?l=eb1calvario1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eb1calvario1.blogspot.com/feeds/7505128400137060686/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1845222504890004807&amp;postID=7505128400137060686' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1845222504890004807/posts/default/7505128400137060686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1845222504890004807/posts/default/7505128400137060686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eb1calvario1.blogspot.com/2012/01/de-volta.html' title='De volta!'/><author><name>Pedacitos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02399103471113948391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f9tr-4qRXBI/SeZnxZcr0jI/AAAAAAAAAeg/7_sVUo5eahE/S220/baptizado+Carolina+ESE+1+Abril+117.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1845222504890004807.post-242415085496244311</id><published>2011-12-09T15:12:00.001Z</published><updated>2011-12-09T15:12:24.491Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poesia'/><title type='text'>Poema de Natal</title><content type='html'>Em casa cada um criou um poema de Natal e hoje, na sala, fizemos um poema coletivo. Ficou muito bonito!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Natal&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;O Menino Jesus nasceu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;A alegria está no ar! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;Logo que anoiteceu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;Surge uma estrela a brilhar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;Ela indica o caminho &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;Para quem o quiser visitar. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;Maria, com carinho, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;Seu filho está a embalar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;José muito meiguinho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;Para Jesus vai cantar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;E logo sorri o menino&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;Por ter família tão bela!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;Cantam-lhe os anjos um hino&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;E ganha mais brilho a estrela.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;Menino Jesus, neste dia,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;Traz ao mundo o teu amor,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;Traz a paz, traz a harmonia,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;Faz esquecer a guerra e a dor!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1845222504890004807-242415085496244311?l=eb1calvario1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eb1calvario1.blogspot.com/feeds/242415085496244311/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1845222504890004807&amp;postID=242415085496244311' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1845222504890004807/posts/default/242415085496244311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1845222504890004807/posts/default/242415085496244311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eb1calvario1.blogspot.com/2011/12/poema-de-natal.html' title='Poema de Natal'/><author><name>Pedacitos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02399103471113948391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f9tr-4qRXBI/SeZnxZcr0jI/AAAAAAAAAeg/7_sVUo5eahE/S220/baptizado+Carolina+ESE+1+Abril+117.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1845222504890004807.post-677279454649099027</id><published>2011-10-31T16:04:00.002Z</published><updated>2011-11-01T22:20:01.545Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Actividades Escola'/><title type='text'>Dia das Bibliotecas Escolares</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;O dia 31 de outubro assinala o Dias das Bibliotecas.As aulas decorreram normalmente, mas&amp;nbsp;com as atividades ligadas aos livros e às biliotecas. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Logo de manhã fizemos a 1ª&amp;nbsp;prova do concurso de ortografia que permitirá&amp;nbsp;selecionar o representante da turma na EB 2.3.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Depois do intervalo foi a vez da leitura: a professora acabou de ler a história "A menina do Mar" e representámos num desenho a nossa cena preferida. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Foi dia também de&amp;nbsp;tratar da nossa biblioteca de sala, organizando os livros e CDs existentes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Na matemática continuámos à volta das bibliotecas e dos livros com a resolução de situações problemáticas que falavam de livros, de estantes,de prateleiras,... e nos obrigavam a pensar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ainda houve tempo para ir ler à sala dos mais pequeninos e falar-lhes um pouco do mundo mágico&amp;nbsp;que é&amp;nbsp;o da&amp;nbsp;leitura. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Claro que os poemas sobre o livro não podiam ter faltado,pois adoramos criar poemas!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1845222504890004807-677279454649099027?l=eb1calvario1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eb1calvario1.blogspot.com/feeds/677279454649099027/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1845222504890004807&amp;postID=677279454649099027' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1845222504890004807/posts/default/677279454649099027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1845222504890004807/posts/default/677279454649099027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eb1calvario1.blogspot.com/2011/10/dia-das-bibliotecas-escolares.html' title='Dia das Bibliotecas Escolares'/><author><name>Pedacitos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02399103471113948391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f9tr-4qRXBI/SeZnxZcr0jI/AAAAAAAAAeg/7_sVUo5eahE/S220/baptizado+Carolina+ESE+1+Abril+117.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1845222504890004807.post-3459168945099619292</id><published>2011-10-28T15:38:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2011-10-31T18:49:45.821Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Experiências'/><title type='text'>Uma visita, uma experiência</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;Hoje tivemos a visita da Mariana, uma aluna de engenharia química que foi aluna aqui na nossa escola. Veio falar-nos um pouco do trabalho experimental e da segurança no mesmo, apresentando um Powerpoint que ia explicando. Vimos um filme muito engraçado do Mr Bean a causar uma explosão num laboratório. &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6aK2CKrdjbE"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6aK2CKrdjbE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-e1jljs_LPDI/Tq7tMNOmVDI/AAAAAAAABxI/h-iYGdLvk7Y/s1600/Mr+Bean.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="154" ida="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-e1jljs_LPDI/Tq7tMNOmVDI/AAAAAAAABxI/h-iYGdLvk7Y/s320/Mr+Bean.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;Certamente ninguém lhe falou de segurança, ninguém lhe apresentou as frases de risco e as de segurança que nós ficamos a conhecer, também, nesta apresentação.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Como a Mariana referiu, não é só no trabalho experimental que devemos ter cuidado com a segurança! Sempre que lidamos com produtos de limpeza, produtos de beleza, ... temos que ter muito cuidado!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;No fim pudemos fazer uma experiência ligada à cromatografia, preenchendo o respetivo&amp;nbsp;protocolo. Usamos apenas os nossos marcadores, papel de filtro e álcool&amp;nbsp;para verificar se as cores reagiam todas da mesma maneira ao entrar em contacto com o álcool. Concluímos que as cores primárias (azul, amarelo e vermelho) absorvem a própria cor mas as outras não: o verde absorveu o azul e o preto absorveu uma mistura difícil de identificar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Gostámos muito desta atividade. a Mariana prometeu voltar, ficamos à espera!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1845222504890004807-3459168945099619292?l=eb1calvario1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eb1calvario1.blogspot.com/feeds/3459168945099619292/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1845222504890004807&amp;postID=3459168945099619292' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1845222504890004807/posts/default/3459168945099619292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1845222504890004807/posts/default/3459168945099619292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eb1calvario1.blogspot.com/2011/10/uma-visita-uma-experiencia.html' title='Uma visita, uma experiência'/><author><name>Pedacitos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02399103471113948391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f9tr-4qRXBI/SeZnxZcr0jI/AAAAAAAAAeg/7_sVUo5eahE/S220/baptizado+Carolina+ESE+1+Abril+117.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-e1jljs_LPDI/Tq7tMNOmVDI/AAAAAAAABxI/h-iYGdLvk7Y/s72-c/Mr+Bean.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1845222504890004807.post-4168286369171193477</id><published>2011-10-20T17:20:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2011-10-31T18:28:48.943Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='visitas'/><title type='text'>Visita de Estudo a Guimarães</title><content type='html'>Este ano vamos falar da história de Portugal por isso esta visita foi muito importante. Fomos a Guimarães, a cidade onde nasceu Portugal e lá vimos o castelo e o Paço dos Duques onde a exposição das tapeçarias de Pastrana nos ajudou a conhecer as conquistas do norte de África, comandadas pelo rei D. Afonso V. &lt;br /&gt;Houve ainda tempo para conhecer o centro histórico e andar naquelas ruas apertadas, passando muitas vezes por baixo de casas.&lt;br /&gt;Mas não foi só passear!&amp;nbsp;À saída da escola recebemos um&amp;nbsp;desdobrável que nos convidava a ter olhos e ouvidos bem atentos para poder responder a algumas perguntas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZeVZJm7P3Eo/TqnOC_jfr8I/AAAAAAAABwA/QRA9euQd99Q/s1600/desdobr%25C3%25A1vel1.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="220" ida="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZeVZJm7P3Eo/TqnOC_jfr8I/AAAAAAAABwA/QRA9euQd99Q/s320/desdobr%25C3%25A1vel1.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-juKXWfDxQgI/TqnOQd648aI/AAAAAAAABwI/FJGER69W-bM/s1600/desdobr%25C3%25A1vel2.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="219" ida="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-juKXWfDxQgI/TqnOQd648aI/AAAAAAAABwI/FJGER69W-bM/s320/desdobr%25C3%25A1vel2.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Foi uma maravilha, esta atividade!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1845222504890004807-4168286369171193477?l=eb1calvario1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eb1calvario1.blogspot.com/feeds/4168286369171193477/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1845222504890004807&amp;postID=4168286369171193477' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1845222504890004807/posts/default/4168286369171193477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1845222504890004807/posts/default/4168286369171193477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eb1calvario1.blogspot.com/2011/10/visita-de-estudo-guimaraes.html' title='Visita de Estudo a Guimarães'/><author><name>Pedacitos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02399103471113948391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f9tr-4qRXBI/SeZnxZcr0jI/AAAAAAAAAeg/7_sVUo5eahE/S220/baptizado+Carolina+ESE+1+Abril+117.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZeVZJm7P3Eo/TqnOC_jfr8I/AAAAAAAABwA/QRA9euQd99Q/s72-c/desdobr%25C3%25A1vel1.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1845222504890004807.post-3485189131305858400</id><published>2011-10-14T16:36:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2011-10-27T22:56:23.136+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Actividades Escola'/><title type='text'>Dia da Alimentação</title><content type='html'>O Dia da Alimentaçãoassinala-se no dia 16 de outubro mas, como calhava ao domingo, foi antecipado aqui na escola.&lt;br /&gt;Todas as nossas atividades andaram à volta da alimentação: na matemática,em estudo do meio, em expressãoplástica,...&amp;nbsp;trabalhamos este tema.&lt;br /&gt;A professora Ló fez-nos uma surpresa: ensinou-nos a fazer filhoses e no fim pudemos prová-las. Todos adoraram!&lt;br /&gt;aescola toda teve um lanche especial a meio da manhã: batidos de fruta. Desta maneira juntamos dois álimentos importantes, o leite e a fruta. É fácil de fazer e faz muito bem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-T4EIJomicI4/TqnTetKXRbI/AAAAAAAABxA/JCEKgysvQN4/s1600/Dia+da+Alimenta%25C3%25A7%25C3%25A3o.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" ida="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-T4EIJomicI4/TqnTetKXRbI/AAAAAAAABxA/JCEKgysvQN4/s400/Dia+da+Alimenta%25C3%25A7%25C3%25A3o.png" width="341" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Ficam aqui algumas fotografias deste dia.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1845222504890004807-3485189131305858400?l=eb1calvario1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eb1calvario1.blogspot.com/feeds/3485189131305858400/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1845222504890004807&amp;postID=3485189131305858400' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1845222504890004807/posts/default/3485189131305858400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1845222504890004807/posts/default/3485189131305858400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eb1calvario1.blogspot.com/2011/10/dia-da-alimentacao.html' title='Dia da Alimentação'/><author><name>Pedacitos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02399103471113948391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f9tr-4qRXBI/SeZnxZcr0jI/AAAAAAAAAeg/7_sVUo5eahE/S220/baptizado+Carolina+ESE+1+Abril+117.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-T4EIJomicI4/TqnTetKXRbI/AAAAAAAABxA/JCEKgysvQN4/s72-c/Dia+da+Alimenta%25C3%25A7%25C3%25A3o.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1845222504890004807.post-4119435044791413192</id><published>2011-10-12T16:01:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2011-11-01T21:55:36.621Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Charcos com vida'/><title type='text'>As espécies do nosso charco</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Nas aulas de Área de Projeto vamos agora identificar com placas as espécies do nosso &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1192838801"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1192838802"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;charco para que, todos os que o visitam, possam conhecê - lo tão bem como nós.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Na placa vamos escrever o nome comum e o nome cie&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1192838797"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1192838798"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;ntifico de cada uma das espécies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Para este trabalho fizemos uma pesquisa no site "CHARCOS COM VIDA" que podem consultar aqui:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-diC2MDEORrQ/TpYhMtX2HSI/AAAAAAAABvo/FJ7Hf0WWJSQ/s1600/untitled.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" oda="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-diC2MDEORrQ/TpYhMtX2HSI/AAAAAAAABvo/FJ7Hf0WWJSQ/s200/untitled.bmp" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.charcoscomvida.org/"&gt;http://www.charcoscomvida.org/&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Nesta pesquisa descobrimos que o jacinto de água é uma planta invasora, por isso vamos tirá-lo.É uma pena que esta planta ameace a biodiversidade do charco porque dá uma flor muito bonita! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Temos já identificados na flora...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;o junco - &lt;em&gt;Juncus effusus&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;a lentilha-de-água - &lt;em&gt;Lemna minor&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;a hortelã-de-água -&lt;em&gt;Mentha aquática&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;a tábua larga - &lt;em&gt;Typha latifolia&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;... e na flora...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;a rã -&lt;em&gt; Rana peresi&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a libélula - &lt;em&gt;Anax imperator&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esta atividade vai demorar muito tempo mas vai ser muito interessante.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1845222504890004807-4119435044791413192?l=eb1calvario1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eb1calvario1.blogspot.com/feeds/4119435044791413192/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1845222504890004807&amp;postID=4119435044791413192' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1845222504890004807/posts/default/4119435044791413192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1845222504890004807/posts/default/4119435044791413192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eb1calvario1.blogspot.com/2011/10/as-especies-do-nosso-charco.html' title='As espécies do nosso charco'/><author><name>Pedacitos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02399103471113948391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f9tr-4qRXBI/SeZnxZcr0jI/AAAAAAAAAeg/7_sVUo5eahE/S220/baptizado+Carolina+ESE+1+Abril+117.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-diC2MDEORrQ/TpYhMtX2HSI/AAAAAAAABvo/FJ7Hf0WWJSQ/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1845222504890004807.post-8514819563578889034</id><published>2011-10-04T19:03:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2011-10-04T19:04:15.294+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poesia'/><title type='text'>A poesia é uma árvore</title><content type='html'>Esta semana lemos um texto de José Jorge Letria "Poesia", retirado do livro "A casa da poesia". Nele a poesia era comparada a uma casa. Hoje fizemos um poema&amp;nbsp;em rede&amp;nbsp;usando para a poesia a imagem da árvore. A professora escreveu a primeira frase e cada um foi acrescentando um verso. O resultado foi este lindo poema...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;A poesia é uma árvore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;A poesia é uma árvore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;Toda feita de versos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;É uma árvore feita de magia,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;Fascinante e maravilhosa,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;Uma árvore cheia de sonhos para entregar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;É uma árvore com folhas verdinhas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;Como o verde das algas e da relva linda do jardim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;É a árvore que nos dá ideias para escrevermos,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;Escrevermos poemas mágicos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;E cantar e bailar ao som do poema,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;De um sonho leve como uma pena.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;É uma árvore de muita fantasia,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;Uma árvore que dança sobre a poesia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;A árvore do mundo da imaginação&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;É uma árvore que dança ao som do luar,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;É uma árvore que balança ao sabor da brisa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;E no seu balanço lança palavras.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;A poesia é uma árvore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;Que nasceu dentro de um sonho.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;É uma árvore que brilha no jardim,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;Uma árvore que nos dá ideias&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;Para a vida colorir!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1845222504890004807-8514819563578889034?l=eb1calvario1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eb1calvario1.blogspot.com/feeds/8514819563578889034/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1845222504890004807&amp;postID=8514819563578889034' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1845222504890004807/posts/default/8514819563578889034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1845222504890004807/posts/default/8514819563578889034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eb1calvario1.blogspot.com/2011/10/poesia-e-uma-arvore.html' title='A poesia é uma árvore'/><author><name>Pedacitos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02399103471113948391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f9tr-4qRXBI/SeZnxZcr0jI/AAAAAAAAAeg/7_sVUo5eahE/S220/baptizado+Carolina+ESE+1+Abril+117.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1845222504890004807.post-8545677638340042980</id><published>2011-09-15T12:11:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2011-09-26T11:19:03.076+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Actividades Escola'/><title type='text'>Voltamos à escola!</title><content type='html'>As férias acabaram e é tempo de voltar à escola! Já tínhamos saudades dos amigos, das brincadeiras, dos trabalhos...&lt;br /&gt;Somos finalistas, a responsabilidade é ainda maior! Temos que trabalhar muito mais, ser muito mais responsáveis.&lt;br /&gt;Recebemos os mais pequeninos com muita alegria. Ensinámos-lhes uma canção que falava da escola e de como é bom cá andar. O refrão diz:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;"Se tu gostas da escola bate as palmas...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;Se tu gostas da escola, tua vida é uma alegria&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;se tu gostas da escola bate as palmas!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vem aí um ano cheio de coisas novas e não vamos ter descanso...&lt;br /&gt;Para todos, um bom ano escolar!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1845222504890004807-8545677638340042980?l=eb1calvario1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eb1calvario1.blogspot.com/feeds/8545677638340042980/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1845222504890004807&amp;postID=8545677638340042980' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1845222504890004807/posts/default/8545677638340042980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1845222504890004807/posts/default/8545677638340042980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eb1calvario1.blogspot.com/2011/09/voltamos-escola.html' title='Voltamos à escola!'/><author><name>Pedacitos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02399103471113948391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f9tr-4qRXBI/SeZnxZcr0jI/AAAAAAAAAeg/7_sVUo5eahE/S220/baptizado+Carolina+ESE+1+Abril+117.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1845222504890004807.post-7494139270861594204</id><published>2011-09-06T23:45:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2011-09-06T23:47:05.958+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pequenas coisas'/><title type='text'>Novo ano!</title><content type='html'>Aproxima-se um novo ano letivo! Ficam aqui algumas informações importantes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reunião com os Pais/EE do 1º e do 2º anos: segunda feira, dia 12, às 18 horas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;Reunião com os Pais/EE do 3º e do 4º anos: segunda feira, dia 12, às 19 horas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Início das aulas: quinta feira, dia 15, às 9.30h.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3DK8WjA39tk/TmahlfllczI/AAAAAAAABvk/jJUdCCA_RGU/s1600/images.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" nba="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3DK8WjA39tk/TmahlfllczI/AAAAAAAABvk/jJUdCCA_RGU/s1600/images.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Um bom ano para todos!&lt;/strong&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/1845222504890004807-7494139270861594204?l=eb1calvario1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eb1calvario1.blogspot.com/feeds/7494139270861594204/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1845222504890004807&amp;postID=7494139270861594204' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1845222504890004807/posts/default/7494139270861594204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1845222504890004807/posts/default/7494139270861594204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eb1calvario1.blogspot.com/2011/09/novo-ano.html' title='Novo ano!'/><author><name>Pedacitos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02399103471113948391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f9tr-4qRXBI/SeZnxZcr0jI/AAAAAAAAAeg/7_sVUo5eahE/S220/baptizado+Carolina+ESE+1+Abril+117.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3DK8WjA39tk/TmahlfllczI/AAAAAAAABvk/jJUdCCA_RGU/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1845222504890004807.post-8179530666254677883</id><published>2011-08-28T23:26:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2011-09-06T23:36:44.690+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pequenas coisas'/><title type='text'>o nosso encontro</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6CumsgZInB4/TmagR5tm6NI/AAAAAAAABvc/I-1Q5dB7KZE/s1600/2011-08-27_MovimentodArtes+%2528116%2529.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" nba="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6CumsgZInB4/TmagR5tm6NI/AAAAAAAABvc/I-1Q5dB7KZE/s320/2011-08-27_MovimentodArtes+%2528116%2529.JPG" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Estivemos de férias mas juntámo-nos para o encontro "Movimento de Artes", onde falámos de poesia, do nosso trabalho na sala. Lemos alguns dos nossos poemas e cantámos algumas das nossas canções. quem lá estava ficou a conhecer um bocadinho do nosso trabalho e pode perceber como gostamos de poesia. &lt;/div&gt;Foi uma tarde bem passada, foi bom voltar a estarmos juntos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Y1YdHPaTbTU/TmagUcdovxI/AAAAAAAABvg/no3S80eVtHg/s1600/2011-08-27_MovimentodArtes+%2528146%2529.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="211" nba="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Y1YdHPaTbTU/TmagUcdovxI/AAAAAAAABvg/no3S80eVtHg/s320/2011-08-27_MovimentodArtes+%2528146%2529.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1845222504890004807-8179530666254677883?l=eb1calvario1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eb1calvario1.blogspot.com/feeds/8179530666254677883/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1845222504890004807&amp;postID=8179530666254677883' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1845222504890004807/posts/default/8179530666254677883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1845222504890004807/posts/default/8179530666254677883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eb1calvario1.blogspot.com/2011/08/o-nosso-encontro.html' title='o nosso encontro'/><author><name>Pedacitos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02399103471113948391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f9tr-4qRXBI/SeZnxZcr0jI/AAAAAAAAAeg/7_sVUo5eahE/S220/baptizado+Carolina+ESE+1+Abril+117.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6CumsgZInB4/TmagR5tm6NI/AAAAAAAABvc/I-1Q5dB7KZE/s72-c/2011-08-27_MovimentodArtes+%2528116%2529.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1845222504890004807.post-4660084980191850808</id><published>2011-08-28T23:03:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2011-08-28T23:03:47.837+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pequenas coisas'/><title type='text'>Poesia por gente miúda</title><content type='html'>Este foi o nome que teve a nossa apresentação, hoje à tarde.Todos&amp;nbsp;declamaram um poema e no fim cantámos algumas das canções criadas nestes três anos.&lt;br /&gt;O entusiasmo dos pequenos era grande, os nervos também, sobretudo antes da apresentação dos poemas. &lt;br /&gt;É bom que o nosso trabalho saia da sala e da escola, que ganhe significado e consistência para além das linhas no papel. Foi por isto que aceitei o desafio e que, em plenas férias, nos juntámos para partrilhar aquilo que criámos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-frekBo5x7ss/Tlq6_DzJFiI/AAAAAAAABvY/WXop2UgjezI/s1600/Os+quatro+amigos+001.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" qaa="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-frekBo5x7ss/Tlq6_DzJFiI/AAAAAAAABvY/WXop2UgjezI/s320/Os+quatro+amigos+001.jpg" width="229" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Hoje também conhecemos o novo livro de Serafim Ferreira, um escritor de Recarei que tem já uma boa colecção de livros editados mas que pela primeira vez escreveu um livro infantil. O autor leu a história/poema de uma forma muito viva e a atenção dos mais pequenos era completa. Fica aqui a capa,,,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1845222504890004807-4660084980191850808?l=eb1calvario1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eb1calvario1.blogspot.com/feeds/4660084980191850808/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1845222504890004807&amp;postID=4660084980191850808' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1845222504890004807/posts/default/4660084980191850808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1845222504890004807/posts/default/4660084980191850808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eb1calvario1.blogspot.com/2011/08/poesia-por-gente-miuda.html' title='Poesia por gente miúda'/><author><name>Pedacitos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02399103471113948391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f9tr-4qRXBI/SeZnxZcr0jI/AAAAAAAAAeg/7_sVUo5eahE/S220/baptizado+Carolina+ESE+1+Abril+117.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-frekBo5x7ss/Tlq6_DzJFiI/AAAAAAAABvY/WXop2UgjezI/s72-c/Os+quatro+amigos+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1845222504890004807.post-5650030114807733730</id><published>2011-08-26T15:54:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2011-08-28T22:53:34.277+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pequenas coisas'/><title type='text'>Trabalho de férias!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-k1esY92l550/TlqU_lL_pPI/AAAAAAAABvE/Y7gn-WSGr6s/s1600/marcador8%2B001.jpg" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="226" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645988902897427698" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-k1esY92l550/TlqU_lL_pPI/AAAAAAAABvE/Y7gn-WSGr6s/s320/marcador8%2B001.jpg" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EGgsfAZbNGs/TlqUCNWhOfI/AAAAAAAABus/1TSzARGJz1Q/s1600/marcador5%2B001.jpg" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="228" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645987848527100402" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EGgsfAZbNGs/TlqUCNWhOfI/AAAAAAAABus/1TSzARGJz1Q/s320/marcador5%2B001.jpg" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; 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margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="215" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645986845389037986" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Eh0Wo109ICk/TlqTH0XxIaI/AAAAAAAABuc/l0atDfHHcqc/s320/marcador2%2B001.jpg" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;" width="320" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;stamos em férias mas esta semana juntámo-nops para preparar o encontro no "Movimento d'Artes", no próximo domingo. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Vamos fralar da poesia na sala de aula, vamops apresentar os nossos poemas e as nossas canções.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Estivemos a criar uns marcadores para oferecer, com os nossos poermas e os nossos desenhos. Vejam como ficaram bonitos!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fy9JkO8RTMs/TlqUZXU0wJI/AAAAAAAABu0/wIkaQUJZDCk/s1600/marcador6%2B001.jpg" style="clear: right; cssfloat: left; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="201" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645988246341337234" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fy9JkO8RTMs/TlqUZXU0wJI/AAAAAAAABu0/wIkaQUJZDCk/s320/marcador6%2B001.jpg" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7u8zDg8X8l0/TlqUtqfWeGI/AAAAAAAABu8/wMmuGVR1enU/s1600/marcador7%2B001.jpg" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="224" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645988595083147362" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7u8zDg8X8l0/TlqUtqfWeGI/AAAAAAAABu8/wMmuGVR1enU/s320/marcador7%2B001.jpg" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1845222504890004807-5650030114807733730?l=eb1calvario1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eb1calvario1.blogspot.com/feeds/5650030114807733730/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1845222504890004807&amp;postID=5650030114807733730' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1845222504890004807/posts/default/5650030114807733730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1845222504890004807/posts/default/5650030114807733730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eb1calvario1.blogspot.com/2011/08/trabalho-de-ferias.html' title='Trabalho de férias!'/><author><name>Pedacitos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02399103471113948391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f9tr-4qRXBI/SeZnxZcr0jI/AAAAAAAAAeg/7_sVUo5eahE/S220/baptizado+Carolina+ESE+1+Abril+117.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-k1esY92l550/TlqU_lL_pPI/AAAAAAAABvE/Y7gn-WSGr6s/s72-c/marcador8%2B001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1845222504890004807.post-5322559964363321331</id><published>2011-06-23T23:59:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2011-08-21T20:29:49.419+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pequenas coisas'/><title type='text'>E o ano chegou ao fim!</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 320px" name="flashticker" align="middle" src="http://widget-8c.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=3314649325793836940&amp;amp;site=widget-8c.slide.com"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoje estou eu, a professora, a despedir-me deste ano lectivo sozinha, porque para a turma, são FÉRIAS! O tempo às vezes parece mesmo voar: parece que ainda há meia dúzia de dias chegámos ao 3º ano e aqui estamos agora, às portas do 4º!&lt;br /&gt;Com o nosso recreio cheio de gente, chegou ao fim mais um ano! Foi bom ver que todos os alunos tinham ali a família para ver e aplaudir o nosso espectáculo. Os comentários foram os melhores possíveis e para nós, professores, é sempre uma maravilha ouvir os parabéns enquanto olhámos para as caras sorridentes e nervosas em cima do palco!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;É tempo de descansar, de brincar, de passear, de ir à praia,...É tempo de ganhar forças para voltar em Setembro cheios de força e vontade de aprender, certo?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Claro que nos vamos encontrar, até vamos ter um encontro especial em Agosto...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Um abraço ... e até à vista!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1845222504890004807-5322559964363321331?l=eb1calvario1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eb1calvario1.blogspot.com/feeds/5322559964363321331/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1845222504890004807&amp;postID=5322559964363321331' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1845222504890004807/posts/default/5322559964363321331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1845222504890004807/posts/default/5322559964363321331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eb1calvario1.blogspot.com/2011/06/e-o-ano-chegou-ao-fim.html' title='E o ano chegou ao fim!'/><author><name>Pedacitos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02399103471113948391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f9tr-4qRXBI/SeZnxZcr0jI/AAAAAAAAAeg/7_sVUo5eahE/S220/baptizado+Carolina+ESE+1+Abril+117.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1845222504890004807.post-5223398429691195973</id><published>2011-06-22T18:31:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2011-07-04T19:19:38.565+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='concursos'/><title type='text'>Entrega de prémios</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FcIkMuArVv4/ThIEFLBiQEI/AAAAAAAABtE/5GyqlfdaQ1k/s1600/junho%2B173%2B%255B1600x1200%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625562830293405954" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-l-xtiAQ5Hf0/ThIDlrFHkQI/AAAAAAAABs0/u-upb9zOht4/s200/junho%2B173%2B%255B1600x1200%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625563055851967106" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iXExps7KyEU/ThIDyzWeEoI/AAAAAAAABs8/DwHgKrRf_GE/s200/junho%2B187%2B%255B1600x1200%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fGn5q08yR5k/ThIDXy1d5HI/AAAAAAAABss/sCYGIGEJilk/s1600/junho%2B193%2B%255B1600x1200%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625562591857075314" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fGn5q08yR5k/ThIDXy1d5HI/AAAAAAAABss/sCYGIGEJilk/s200/junho%2B193%2B%255B1600x1200%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Fomos receber o nosso prémio a Lisboa, na EB/JI Vasco da Gama, no Parque das Nações.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Fomos de comboio. É uma viagem muito agradável porque podemos andar em pé, fazer jogos com os colegas e ninguém enjoa. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Chegámos a Lisboa à hora do almoço. Foi muito engraçado porque tínhamos que usar os tabuleiros para ir pegando nas coisas. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Depois do almoço ainda deu para brincar um bocado junto ao Tejo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Antes da cerimónia ainda cantámos uma das canções que fizemos. Recebemos o prémio e voltámos para a estação. Ainda deu tempo para lanchar e comer um gelado. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Durante a viagem de regresso, viemos a trabalhar matemática com expressões numéricas, situações problemáticas, descoberta de números... Tudo isto começou porque a professora disse que um dia íamos aprender como podíamos escrever números muito grandes de uma forma muito simples, usando "potências" Quisemos saber o que era e foi aí que tudo começou. Até os outros passageiros se envolveram, ajudando-nos numa ou noutra situação.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ficámos um bocadinho tristes porquer achávamos que íamos receber um telemóvel cada um, mas o dia valeu a pena!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1845222504890004807-5223398429691195973?l=eb1calvario1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eb1calvario1.blogspot.com/feeds/5223398429691195973/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1845222504890004807&amp;postID=5223398429691195973' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1845222504890004807/posts/default/5223398429691195973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1845222504890004807/posts/default/5223398429691195973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eb1calvario1.blogspot.com/2011/06/entrega-de-premios.html' title='Entrega de prémios'/><author><name>Pedacitos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02399103471113948391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f9tr-4qRXBI/SeZnxZcr0jI/AAAAAAAAAeg/7_sVUo5eahE/S220/baptizado+Carolina+ESE+1+Abril+117.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-l-xtiAQ5Hf0/ThIDlrFHkQI/AAAAAAAABs0/u-upb9zOht4/s72-c/junho%2B173%2B%255B1600x1200%255D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1845222504890004807.post-3213510155255193469</id><published>2011-06-16T10:27:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2011-07-04T18:50:55.180+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Actividades Escola'/><title type='text'>Visita de Estudo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Com todos os outros alunos do primeiro ciclo do nosso agrupamento (cerca de 500), fizemos ontem uma Visita de Estudo ao &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Visionarium &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;em Santa Maria da Feira.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;O nosso grupo na visita guiada foi formado pela nossa turma e por uma turma de Aguiar 1. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Começámos a visita com um filme de introdução que nos falou das descobertas, desde a viagem de circum navegação de Fernão de Magalhães, à descoberta do átomo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;De seguida passámos por várias salas: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;a sala da matéria, a da vida e a do Universo onde ouvimos falar de coisas que já sabíamos e de muitas outras novas. Foi bom porque, no fim da explicação da guia, pudemos explorar, tocar, experimentar,... usando mãos, boca, nariz,...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Terminámos a manhã num laboratório com a actividade "À volta do caracol". Todos pensávamos que conhecíamos bem o caracol mas estávamos muito enganados! Ficámos a saber como é que ele se deslocava, como respirava, que tinha 14000 dentes (!), que tinha os olhos colocados nas antenas maiores e que as outras serviam para explorar o que o rodeava, que também há caracóis aquáticos,... Mas o mais importante de tudo, foi observar como eles são fortes! O caracol da Maria, por exemplo, pesava 4 gramas e conseguiu arrastar 98 gramas de anilhas!!Isto dá 24 vezes o seu peso!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Depois do almoço que estava delicioso, fomos fazer uma visita pela Floresta Encantada. Percebemos que sabemos muito sobre árvores e animais! Este é um tema que costumamos explorar muitas vezes, sobretudo agora que temos o charco. A parte mais interessante desta visita guiada foi deitar pão às carpas! Cada vez que um bocado de pão caía na água, havia um ataque ao mesmo pelas carpas, algumas gordas e enormes com cerca de 80 cm!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ainda tivemos tempo para nos divertirmos no parque infantil e lanchar antes de vir embora. Chegámos à escola cerca das 18 h. Foi uma viagem muito rápida porque usámos a nova auto-estrada. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Foi um dia que adorámos!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 320px" name="flashticker" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" align="middle" src="http://widget-ff.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=3314649325793759487&amp;amp;site=widget-ff.slide.com"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left; WIDTH: 400px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=3314649325793759487&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=3314649325793759487&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=3314649325793759487&amp;amp;map=F" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1845222504890004807-3213510155255193469?l=eb1calvario1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eb1calvario1.blogspot.com/feeds/3213510155255193469/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1845222504890004807&amp;postID=3213510155255193469' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1845222504890004807/posts/default/3213510155255193469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1845222504890004807/posts/default/3213510155255193469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eb1calvario1.blogspot.com/2011/06/visita-de-estudo.html' title='Visita de Estudo'/><author><name>Pedacitos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02399103471113948391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f9tr-4qRXBI/SeZnxZcr0jI/AAAAAAAAAeg/7_sVUo5eahE/S220/baptizado+Carolina+ESE+1+Abril+117.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1845222504890004807.post-6703225255128217847</id><published>2011-06-14T23:19:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2011-06-14T23:31:31.490+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pequenas coisas'/><title type='text'>Curiosidades...</title><content type='html'>Este mundo da internet é mesmo maravilhoso! Vejam só o que eu encontrei numa das minhas viagens pelo mundo virtual...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ojornaldesantafedosul.com.br/noticia11.htm"&gt;http://www.ojornaldesantafedosul.com.br/noticia11.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aqui está o link de um jornal que apresenta os outros vencedores do concurso em que participámos, Maleta da Marieta.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1845222504890004807-6703225255128217847?l=eb1calvario1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eb1calvario1.blogspot.com/feeds/6703225255128217847/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1845222504890004807&amp;postID=6703225255128217847' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1845222504890004807/posts/default/6703225255128217847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1845222504890004807/posts/default/6703225255128217847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eb1calvario1.blogspot.com/2011/06/curiosidades.html' title='Curiosidades...'/><author><name>Pedacitos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02399103471113948391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f9tr-4qRXBI/SeZnxZcr0jI/AAAAAAAAAeg/7_sVUo5eahE/S220/baptizado+Carolina+ESE+1+Abril+117.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1845222504890004807.post-249037540101974808</id><published>2011-06-14T15:02:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2011-06-14T23:53:56.013+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='concursos'/><title type='text'>A nossa maleta!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-InRTHj4XQfE/TffjIpY6CWI/AAAAAAAABsE/BONjwg6M61s/s1600/maleta%2B019%2B%255B1600x1200%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618208797856762210" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-InRTHj4XQfE/TffjIpY6CWI/AAAAAAAABsE/BONjwg6M61s/s200/maleta%2B019%2B%255B1600x1200%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618207397970356834" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zVpt5dFRKpU/Tffh3KZ-qmI/AAAAAAAABr0/c7vJbkCP8kM/s200/maleta%2B018%2B%255B1600x1200%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618207711901117986" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0olFYRK6JEY/TffiJb457iI/AAAAAAAABr8/nGurc9avJkk/s200/maleta%2B003%2B%255B1600x1200%255D.jpg" /&gt; Recebemos ontem a nossa maleta de livros, prémio no concurso de ilustração do blogue Maleta da Marieta. Ela foi-nos entregue pessoalmente pela Linda Castelo-Grande que nos últimos dias esteve em contacto connosco por mail, para saber informações sobre a escola.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Estávamos ansiosos que a tarde chegasse para a conhecermos pessoalmente e receber o nosso prémio!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Tínhamos preparado um livro com os nossos poemas da maleta da Marieta ilustrados com os nossos desenhos e com uma capa feita pela Ana, razão pela qual foi ela que o entregou.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Tivemos ainda tempo para lhe ler alguns dos outros nossos poemas. Se os lêssemos todos, ia demorar uma eternidade! Foi muito bom ouvir os comentários: que os nossos textos eram muito bonitos, que iam nascer na nossa turma muitos escritores, que parecíamos uma "fábrica de poetas", que escrevíamos poemas de sonho, ...!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Na despedida combinámos que vamos continuar em contacto por mail ou nos blogues. Hoje de manhã já vimos a mensagem e os comentários do blogue da Maleta da Marieta e já deixámos lá o nosso comentário.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Como podem ver, a vida na escola não é só matemática, estudo do meio,... há muito mais para ver e viver!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1845222504890004807-249037540101974808?l=eb1calvario1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eb1calvario1.blogspot.com/feeds/249037540101974808/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1845222504890004807&amp;postID=249037540101974808' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1845222504890004807/posts/default/249037540101974808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1845222504890004807/posts/default/249037540101974808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eb1calvario1.blogspot.com/2011/06/nossa-maleta.html' title='A nossa maleta!'/><author><name>Pedacitos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02399103471113948391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f9tr-4qRXBI/SeZnxZcr0jI/AAAAAAAAAeg/7_sVUo5eahE/S220/baptizado+Carolina+ESE+1+Abril+117.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-InRTHj4XQfE/TffjIpY6CWI/AAAAAAAABsE/BONjwg6M61s/s72-c/maleta%2B019%2B%255B1600x1200%255D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1845222504890004807.post-7607303811362126270</id><published>2011-06-13T17:40:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-06-14T23:49:33.620+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Matemática'/><title type='text'>Exposição materiais matemática</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Hoje visitámos uma exposição na nossa escola. Vimos materiais de matemática, alguns que já conhecíamos e outros novos. Gostámos especialmente do jogo "É esticá-lo" e estamos ansiosos por o jogar...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 320px" name="flashticker" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" align="middle" src="http://widget-52.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=3314649325793672530&amp;amp;site=widget-52.slide.com"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left; WIDTH: 400px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=3314649325793672530&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=3314649325793672530&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=3314649325793672530&amp;amp;map=F" target="_blank"&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/1845222504890004807-7607303811362126270?l=eb1calvario1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eb1calvario1.blogspot.com/feeds/7607303811362126270/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1845222504890004807&amp;postID=7607303811362126270' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1845222504890004807/posts/default/7607303811362126270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1845222504890004807/posts/default/7607303811362126270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eb1calvario1.blogspot.com/2011/06/exposicao-materiais-matematica.html' title='Exposição materiais matemática'/><author><name>Pedacitos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02399103471113948391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f9tr-4qRXBI/SeZnxZcr0jI/AAAAAAAAAeg/7_sVUo5eahE/S220/baptizado+Carolina+ESE+1+Abril+117.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1845222504890004807.post-4883482313740031162</id><published>2011-06-03T16:09:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2011-07-01T16:14:44.574+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ambiente'/><title type='text'>Dia do Ambiente</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XpZyM__KixE/Tg3kG4BjgYI/AAAAAAAABsU/DJfkyY-r_MU/s1600/jacinto%2B%25C3%25A1gua%2B235.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 133px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624402316424872322" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XpZyM__KixE/Tg3kG4BjgYI/AAAAAAAABsU/DJfkyY-r_MU/s200/jacinto%2B%25C3%25A1gua%2B235.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Hoje assinalámos o Dia do Ambiente. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Falámos muitas vezes de Ambiente mas hoje o debate foi mais sério, andando às voltas do tema, pensando no que está bem, no que está mal, no que podia ser mudado...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Mais uma vez a escrita e a leitura estiveram ligadas às nossas actividades, com a criação de poemas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Mas a melhor parte do dia foi a chegada dos meninos do Jardim de Trás de Várzea. Juntámo-nos, com eles e com o 1º ano da professora Rosário, numas mantas junto ao charco, debaixo da sombra dos plátanos. Estava um dia muito quente mas ali estava-se muito bem!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Muito atentos, ouvimos a história "A árvore que queria conhecer o mundo". Era uma história muito bonita que falava da natureza mas também da amizade e da partilha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Os meninos do Jardim traziam uns lindos poemas criados por eles. A nossa professora criou logo uma canção para um dos poemas. Ficou muito bonita e foi fácil aprendê-la e cantá-la logo!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;No fim escrevemos o nosso nome numa linda árvore que a professora Rosário desenhou para nos tornarmos também amigo dela. Os meninos das outras salas foram saindo para o recreio e tornaram-se também seus amigos, deixando lá o seu nome.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Foi uma tarde muito bem passada!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1845222504890004807-4883482313740031162?l=eb1calvario1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eb1calvario1.blogspot.com/feeds/4883482313740031162/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1845222504890004807&amp;postID=4883482313740031162' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1845222504890004807/posts/default/4883482313740031162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1845222504890004807/posts/default/4883482313740031162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eb1calvario1.blogspot.com/2011/06/dia-do-ambiente.html' title='Dia do Ambiente'/><author><name>Pedacitos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02399103471113948391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f9tr-4qRXBI/SeZnxZcr0jI/AAAAAAAAAeg/7_sVUo5eahE/S220/baptizado+Carolina+ESE+1+Abril+117.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XpZyM__KixE/Tg3kG4BjgYI/AAAAAAAABsU/DJfkyY-r_MU/s72-c/jacinto%2B%25C3%25A1gua%2B235.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1845222504890004807.post-79480645430655927</id><published>2011-06-02T15:40:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2011-06-14T23:53:10.535+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='concursos'/><title type='text'>Grandes emoções!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Hoje foi um dia cheio de emoções!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Logo de manhã, a professora deu-nos a notícia de que ontem chegou o convite para a entrega de prémios do concurso "Conta-nos uma história" e a indicação dos prémios. Como ficámos na dúvida se a cerimónia seria também para nós, a professora enviou um mail para ficarmos esclarecidos. A resposta veio pouco depois e foi uma festa pois todos tínhamos já pensado que íamos mesmo. Agora temos que pensar como vamos arranjar dinheiro para ir... Sugestões não faltaram!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Podem saber mais pormenores aqui: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.crie.min-edu.pt/index.php?section=375"&gt;http://www.crie.min-edu.pt/index.php?section=375&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Mas havia outra novidade: as nossas "Maletas da Marieta" foram premiadas, juntamente com uma escola de S. Paulo, no Brasil! Colocámos logo um comentário no blogue que lançou o desafio (Maleta da Marieta), a comentar como a internet aproxima duas escolas tão distantes!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Podem saber mais aqui:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://maletadamarieta.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://maletadamarieta.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Gostámos muito de participar nestes concursos e vamos sempre fazê-lo!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1845222504890004807-79480645430655927?l=eb1calvario1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eb1calvario1.blogspot.com/feeds/79480645430655927/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1845222504890004807&amp;postID=79480645430655927' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1845222504890004807/posts/default/79480645430655927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1845222504890004807/posts/default/79480645430655927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eb1calvario1.blogspot.com/2011/06/grandes-emocoes.html' title='Grandes emoções!'/><author><name>Pedacitos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02399103471113948391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f9tr-4qRXBI/SeZnxZcr0jI/AAAAAAAAAeg/7_sVUo5eahE/S220/baptizado+Carolina+ESE+1+Abril+117.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1845222504890004807.post-7963050075027929914</id><published>2011-06-01T12:48:00.008+01:00</published><updated>2011-06-02T18:01:19.538+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Actividades Escola'/><title type='text'>Dia Mundial da Criança</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oGF5OmA588g/TefAbqaI9aI/AAAAAAAABrk/Xw2ThKYEo-g/s1600/dia%2Bmundial%2Bcrian%25C3%25A7a%2B080%2B%255B1600x1200%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613667042013541794" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oGF5OmA588g/TefAbqaI9aI/AAAAAAAABrk/Xw2ThKYEo-g/s200/dia%2Bmundial%2Bcrian%25C3%25A7a%2B080%2B%255B1600x1200%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hoje festejámos o Dia Mundial da Criança com muita animação!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Na parede do pavilhão e na do refeitório estava um papel de cenário enorme onde se apresentavam os Direitos da Criança. Todos pudemos pintar, usando tintas, pincéis e até as mãos. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Entretanto as professoras faziam pinturas faciais e todas as professoras nos ajudaram a ficar mais bonitos. A professora Zita também lá estava e ainda bem, porque as filas de espera eram sempre grandes. Apareceram flores, borboletas, dragões, luas e estrelas, bandeiras do FCP e do SLB e o Samuel até pintou a do Sport Clube Nun'Álvares.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Depois das pinturas veio o bolo. Era um bolo grande, com um sol sorridente. Havia sumo de laranja e mini-lanches, também.&lt;br /&gt;Depois foi a hora da dança que funcionou na nossa sala pois o vento, no recreio, atirava-nos areia para os olhos. Dançámos com as músicas da Shakira e da Hannah Montana que são bem divertidas, até chegar a hora do almoço.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Foi um belo dia!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 320px" name="flashticker" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" align="middle" src="http://widget-aa.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=3314649325793616298&amp;amp;site=widget-aa.slide.com"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left; WIDTH: 400px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=3314649325793616298&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://widget-aa.slide.com/p1/3314649325793616298/bb_t016_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=3314649325793616298&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://widget-aa.slide.com/p2/3314649325793616298/bb_t016_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide2.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=3314649325793616298&amp;amp;map=F" target="_blank"&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/1845222504890004807-7963050075027929914?l=eb1calvario1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eb1calvario1.blogspot.com/feeds/7963050075027929914/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1845222504890004807&amp;postID=7963050075027929914' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1845222504890004807/posts/default/7963050075027929914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1845222504890004807/posts/default/7963050075027929914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eb1calvario1.blogspot.com/2011/06/dia-mundial-da-crianca.html' title='Dia Mundial da Criança'/><author><name>Pedacitos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02399103471113948391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f9tr-4qRXBI/SeZnxZcr0jI/AAAAAAAAAeg/7_sVUo5eahE/S220/baptizado+Carolina+ESE+1+Abril+117.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oGF5OmA588g/TefAbqaI9aI/AAAAAAAABrk/Xw2ThKYEo-g/s72-c/dia%2Bmundial%2Bcrian%25C3%25A7a%2B080%2B%255B1600x1200%255D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1845222504890004807.post-983434274189725562</id><published>2011-05-25T17:42:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2011-06-14T21:02:48.407+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pais na escola'/><title type='text'>Visita do pai do Tiago</title><content type='html'>O pai do Tiago não pôde vir à escola no dia da Feira das Profissões, por isso, veio hoje. &lt;br /&gt;O trabalho dele é muito importante e está ligado ao Ambiente. Ele trabalha na LIPOR e veio falar-nos da importância da separação dos resíduos na sua reutilização ou reciclagem. Falou-nos um pouco sobre a LIPOR e fez-nos um convite: passar por lá, pelo Parque Aventura, um destes dias. Podemos usar as bicicletas, assistir a workshops variados,...&lt;br /&gt;Antes de sair, levou-nos a visitar o site onde nos era mostrado um vídeo sobre a valorização orgânica. Há muito mais ainda para explorar neste site!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6MUd39lMYqY/Tfe-OISdwYI/AAAAAAAABrs/N7JYOrbbyJM/s1600/dia+mundial+crian%25C3%25A7a+023+%255B1600x1200%255D.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6MUd39lMYqY/Tfe-OISdwYI/AAAAAAAABrs/N7JYOrbbyJM/s200/dia+mundial+crian%25C3%25A7a+023+%255B1600x1200%255D.jpg" t8="true" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Muito obrigada ao sr José Ventura, pai do Tiago!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1845222504890004807-983434274189725562?l=eb1calvario1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eb1calvario1.blogspot.com/feeds/983434274189725562/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1845222504890004807&amp;postID=983434274189725562' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1845222504890004807/posts/default/983434274189725562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1845222504890004807/posts/default/983434274189725562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eb1calvario1.blogspot.com/2011/05/visita-do-pai-do-tiago.html' title='Visita do pai do Tiago'/><author><name>Pedacitos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02399103471113948391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f9tr-4qRXBI/SeZnxZcr0jI/AAAAAAAAAeg/7_sVUo5eahE/S220/baptizado+Carolina+ESE+1+Abril+117.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6MUd39lMYqY/Tfe-OISdwYI/AAAAAAAABrs/N7JYOrbbyJM/s72-c/dia+mundial+crian%25C3%25A7a+023+%255B1600x1200%255D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1845222504890004807.post-4795473420886809203</id><published>2011-05-13T15:06:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2011-05-17T10:42:14.467+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Expressão Plástica'/><title type='text'>Uma rã com origami</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607616799372811794" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oDGDWBtfXgk/TdJBxMMhHhI/AAAAAAAABrM/zVrY8soqbJ8/s200/origami%2Br%25C3%25A3%2B060%2B%255B1600x1200%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kDEdGMZEaH8/TdJCxhOIgyI/AAAAAAAABrU/tKngD1HNcNk/s1600/origami%2Br%25C3%25A3%2B058%2B%255B1600x1200%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607617904528360226" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kDEdGMZEaH8/TdJCxhOIgyI/AAAAAAAABrU/tKngD1HNcNk/s200/origami%2Br%25C3%25A3%2B058%2B%255B1600x1200%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;A professora Zita veio à nossa sala ensinar-nos a fazer uma rã com a técnica do origami. É preciso estar muito atento e ter cuidado para as dobragens serem bem feitas para tudo correr bem. A professora Zita e a nossa professora foram andando pela sala, ajudando os que estavam mais aflitos. Para a nossa professora isto também foi uma novidade pois ela aprendeu também hoje a fazer estas bonitas e saltitonas rãs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;Depois de prontas, foi sé decorá-las ao nosso gosto e um charco de rãs bem coloridas nasceu na nossa mesa da sala.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 320px" name="flashticker" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" align="middle" src="http://widget-2c.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=3314649325793528364&amp;amp;site=widget-2c.slide.com" quality="high" salign="l" scale="noscale" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left; WIDTH: 400px"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1845222504890004807-4795473420886809203?l=eb1calvario1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eb1calvario1.blogspot.com/feeds/4795473420886809203/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1845222504890004807&amp;postID=4795473420886809203' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1845222504890004807/posts/default/4795473420886809203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1845222504890004807/posts/default/4795473420886809203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eb1calvario1.blogspot.com/2011/05/uma-ra-com-origami.html' title='Uma rã com origami'/><author><name>Pedacitos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02399103471113948391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f9tr-4qRXBI/SeZnxZcr0jI/AAAAAAAAAeg/7_sVUo5eahE/S220/baptizado+Carolina+ESE+1+Abril+117.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oDGDWBtfXgk/TdJBxMMhHhI/AAAAAAAABrM/zVrY8soqbJ8/s72-c/origami%2Br%25C3%25A3%2B060%2B%255B1600x1200%255D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1845222504890004807.post-1369169407600699828</id><published>2011-05-09T16:51:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2011-05-24T20:26:09.945+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pequenas coisas'/><title type='text'>Um dia cheio de novidades</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;Hoje o nosso foi cheio de novidades!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;De manhã recebemos a Drª Cecília Costa, da UTAD, para uma &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;alestra sobre Matemática&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, mais especificamente sobre a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:orange;"&gt;Geometria&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Falámos das curiosidades da geometria no nosso dia a dia. Os meninos do 3º ano de Castromil vieram assistir connosco à palestra.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;No fim a Sílvia declamou o poema &lt;span style="color:lime;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Descobrindo Geometria"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; e entregámos umas prendas feitas por nós, um saco com o mesmo poema ilustrado com figuras geométricas e umas bolsas em couro feitas por nós. A professora Cecília gostou muito!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;De tarde recebemos no mail uma boa notícia: o nosso trabalho &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:cyan;"&gt;"Por um mesmo olhar"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, para o concurso &lt;strong&gt;"Escola Alerta",&lt;/strong&gt; recebeu uma das cinco Menções Honrosas! Podem saber mais aqui...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.govcivilporto.gov.pt/p.noticias.g/nid/317"&gt;http://www.govcivilporto.gov.pt/p.noticias.g/nid/317&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;Ao fim do dia descobrimos que havia duas &lt;span style="color:yellow;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;libelinhas &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;no nosso charco e que afinal a Tali ainda lá está, não desapareceu, como chegámos a pensar!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;Ficam aqui as imagens deste dia tão cheio e o nosso trabalho "Por um mesmo olhar"...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;embed style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 320px" name="flashticker" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" align="middle" src="http://widget-56.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=3314649325793496406&amp;amp;site=widget-56.slide.com" quality="high" salign="l" scale="noscale" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left; WIDTH: 400px"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/D6Q63UgzcWo" frameborder="0" width="425"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1845222504890004807-1369169407600699828?l=eb1calvario1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eb1calvario1.blogspot.com/feeds/1369169407600699828/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1845222504890004807&amp;postID=1369169407600699828' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1845222504890004807/posts/default/1369169407600699828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1845222504890004807/posts/default/1369169407600699828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eb1calvario1.blogspot.com/2011/05/um-dia-cheio-de-novidades.html' title='Um dia cheio de novidades'/><author><name>Pedacitos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02399103471113948391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f9tr-4qRXBI/SeZnxZcr0jI/AAAAAAAAAeg/7_sVUo5eahE/S220/baptizado+Carolina+ESE+1+Abril+117.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/D6Q63UgzcWo/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1845222504890004807.post-8804009514044956248</id><published>2011-05-04T15:48:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2011-05-04T15:49:30.141+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='charco com vida'/><title type='text'>O nosso charco</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Fomos observar o nosso charco.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Nestes dias em que não viemos à escola, as ervas daninhas cresceram muito e tiveram que ser arrancadas para não abafarem as plantas que lá colocámos. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;O charco está muito bonito: tem muitas flores, as plantas aquáticas estão verdinhas e os morangos silvestres já têm cor!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Só ficámos tristes com uma coisa: só conseguimos ver a "Taqui", a mais pequena e mais escura das rãs, não conseguimos ver a "Tali"! À volta do charco costumam estar uns gatos a observá-lo. Será que um deles apanhou a "Tali"?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Nas férias da Páscoa a professora veio trazer um balde com girinos que a Ana apanhou no ribeiro, perto de casa dela. Para já, ainda não conseguimos ver nenhum, mas temos esperanças que sobrevivam alguns. Como eles são pequenos e acastanhados, é difícil distingui-los do fundo do charco. Mesmo a Taqui, fica escondida no meio das plantas e temos que estar muito atentos para a conseguir ver!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hoje veio também a equipa que está a acompanhar o projecto da compostagem e disse que já podemos começar a tirar a terra do fundo. Vamos poder utilizá-la no nosso jardim.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;embed align="middle" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=3314649325793472297&amp;amp;site=widget-29.slide.com" name="flashticker" quality="high" salign="l" scale="noscale" src="http://widget-29.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" style="height: 320px; width: 400px;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; width: 400px;"&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/1845222504890004807-8804009514044956248?l=eb1calvario1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eb1calvario1.blogspot.com/feeds/8804009514044956248/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1845222504890004807&amp;postID=8804009514044956248' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1845222504890004807/posts/default/8804009514044956248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1845222504890004807/posts/default/8804009514044956248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eb1calvario1.blogspot.com/2011/05/o-nosso-charco.html' title='O nosso charco'/><author><name>Pedacitos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02399103471113948391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f9tr-4qRXBI/SeZnxZcr0jI/AAAAAAAAAeg/7_sVUo5eahE/S220/baptizado+Carolina+ESE+1+Abril+117.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1845222504890004807.post-9043966724203613908</id><published>2011-05-02T15:49:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2011-08-21T20:41:52.617+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pequenas coisas'/><title type='text'>A nossa surpresa</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;img height="200" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OUTAREMp3Mw/TcFul4A-3_I/AAAAAAAABqs/S0_3fJmsuNY/s200/maio+2011+161+%255B1600x1200%255D.jpg" width="150" border="0" j8="true" /&gt;A professora Glória na quinta feira, pensou que lhe tínhamos feito uma grande surpresa, mas ela nem sonhava o que estávamos a preparar! Nas férias, à noite, juntámo-nos para ensaiar para cantar e tocar no casamento dela. Ninguém estragou o segredo e só no sábado, quando cantámos a segunda canção (!), ela viu que éramos nós a cantar e ficou muito emocionada. s pais que lá estavam e os concidados disseram que cantámos muito bem!A professora Glória estava muito linda, parecia mesmo uma princesa!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;Foi uma bela surpresa que nós adorámos fazer!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1845222504890004807-9043966724203613908?l=eb1calvario1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eb1calvario1.blogspot.com/feeds/9043966724203613908/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1845222504890004807&amp;postID=9043966724203613908' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1845222504890004807/posts/default/9043966724203613908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1845222504890004807/posts/default/9043966724203613908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eb1calvario1.blogspot.com/2011/05/nossa-surpresa.html' title='A nossa surpresa'/><author><name>Pedacitos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02399103471113948391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f9tr-4qRXBI/SeZnxZcr0jI/AAAAAAAAAeg/7_sVUo5eahE/S220/baptizado+Carolina+ESE+1+Abril+117.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OUTAREMp3Mw/TcFul4A-3_I/AAAAAAAABqs/S0_3fJmsuNY/s72-c/maio+2011+161+%255B1600x1200%255D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1845222504890004807.post-4996029236243495128</id><published>2011-04-29T15:11:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2011-05-03T16:36:22.460+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Actividades Escola'/><title type='text'>Dia da Mãe</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jk3ltga1odQ/TcAga-uXp4I/AAAAAAAABqU/D1kT4khQ0hA/s1600/maio+2011+133+%255B1600x1200%255D.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" j8="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jk3ltga1odQ/TcAga-uXp4I/AAAAAAAABqU/D1kT4khQ0hA/s200/maio+2011+133+%255B1600x1200%255D.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bvmWjY8C6_M/TcAgRrFZ-KI/AAAAAAAABqM/-RanimM021U/s1600/maio%2B2011%2B101%2B%255B1600x1200%255D.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bvmWjY8C6_M/TcAgRrFZ-KI/AAAAAAAABqM/-RanimM021U/s200/maio%2B2011%2B101%2B%255B1600x1200%255D.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MMGQhKsFUeY/TcAghbmv-gI/AAAAAAAABqY/ryS4TwpEli4/s1600/maio+2011+137+%255B1600x1200%255D.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" j8="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MMGQhKsFUeY/TcAghbmv-gI/AAAAAAAABqY/ryS4TwpEli4/s200/maio+2011+137+%255B1600x1200%255D.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Como não podemos assinalar no domingo, festejámo-lo hoje aqui na escola. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Fizemos um colar muito bonito com flores de feltro, um diploma e um poema para lhes oferecer. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;As mães ficaram aqui na escola de manhã, à espera da aula de aeróbica e do bolo. Nós ficámos a vê-las fazer a aula e as opiniões dividem-se: uns acham que elas fizeram tudo muito bem, outros acham que fizeram mais ou menos mas todos concordam que foi muito engraçado! &lt;/div&gt;No fim oferecemos à professora Marlene um ramo e uma saca pintada pela Mafalda do 4º ano.&lt;br /&gt;Ainda para falar da mãe, fizemos um tangram em forma de coração que vamos agora trabalhar descobrindo formas.&lt;br /&gt;É claro que alguns meninos ficaram tristes por não terem aqui as mães, mas compreendemos que elas têm que ir trabalhar. Até houve algumas tias e avós a "fazer de mães".&lt;br /&gt;Foi uma bela manhã!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1845222504890004807-4996029236243495128?l=eb1calvario1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eb1calvario1.blogspot.com/feeds/4996029236243495128/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1845222504890004807&amp;postID=4996029236243495128' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1845222504890004807/posts/default/4996029236243495128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1845222504890004807/posts/default/4996029236243495128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eb1calvario1.blogspot.com/2011/04/dia-da-mae.html' title='Dia da Mãe'/><author><name>Pedacitos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02399103471113948391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f9tr-4qRXBI/SeZnxZcr0jI/AAAAAAAAAeg/7_sVUo5eahE/S220/baptizado+Carolina+ESE+1+Abril+117.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jk3ltga1odQ/TcAga-uXp4I/AAAAAAAABqU/D1kT4khQ0hA/s72-c/maio+2011+133+%255B1600x1200%255D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1845222504890004807.post-6563305082603851008</id><published>2011-04-28T17:46:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2011-05-03T16:53:19.425+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pequenas coisas'/><title type='text'>Surpresa para a professora Glória!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iwYRB1VBsaQ/TcAj-6oG0uI/AAAAAAAABqo/Au-i8XHNlSc/s1600/maio+2011+120+%255B1600x1200%255D.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" j8="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iwYRB1VBsaQ/TcAj-6oG0uI/AAAAAAAABqo/Au-i8XHNlSc/s200/maio+2011+120+%255B1600x1200%255D.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iioEQ2kd6LM/TcAiFOlftrI/AAAAAAAABqc/o4pW1ySA8a4/s1600/maio+2011+112+%255B1600x1200%255D.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" j8="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iioEQ2kd6LM/TcAiFOlftrI/AAAAAAAABqc/o4pW1ySA8a4/s200/maio+2011+112+%255B1600x1200%255D.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qRPy0Kp4G68/TcAj9DSh3dI/AAAAAAAABqk/yHLT79t7U_w/s1600/maio+2011+118+%255B1600x1200%255D.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" j8="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qRPy0Kp4G68/TcAj9DSh3dI/AAAAAAAABqk/yHLT79t7U_w/s200/maio+2011+118+%255B1600x1200%255D.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A professora Glória vai casar e nós &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;preparámos-lhe uma surpresa: temos uma prenda para lhe dar. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;O embrulho foi feito com papel de cenário e todos escrevêmos o nome e fizemos um desenho. Esperámos por ela ao fim do dia , as mães entraram no recreio e demos-lhe a prenda. Ela ficou muito emocionada!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Desejamos à professora Glória muitas e muitas felicidades!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Beijinhos de toda a escola.&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/1845222504890004807-6563305082603851008?l=eb1calvario1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eb1calvario1.blogspot.com/feeds/6563305082603851008/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1845222504890004807&amp;postID=6563305082603851008' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1845222504890004807/posts/default/6563305082603851008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1845222504890004807/posts/default/6563305082603851008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eb1calvario1.blogspot.com/2011/04/surpresa-para-professora-gloria.html' title='Surpresa para a professora Glória!'/><author><name>Pedacitos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02399103471113948391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f9tr-4qRXBI/SeZnxZcr0jI/AAAAAAAAAeg/7_sVUo5eahE/S220/baptizado+Carolina+ESE+1+Abril+117.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iwYRB1VBsaQ/TcAj-6oG0uI/AAAAAAAABqo/Au-i8XHNlSc/s72-c/maio+2011+120+%255B1600x1200%255D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1845222504890004807.post-6542702444717322416</id><published>2011-04-06T17:30:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2011-04-06T17:34:50.414+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='concursos'/><title type='text'>Concurso de desenho Maleta da Marieta</title><content type='html'>Um dos blogues que costumamos espreitar lançou um desafio: ilustrar a maleta da Marieta. Recebemos a nossa maleta triste e pálida e demos-lhe vida e cor. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Podem vê-las aqui...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="__ss_7533625" style="height: 408px; width: 381px;"&gt;&lt;strong style="display: block; margin: 12px 0px 4px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slideshare.net/eb1calvario1/concurso-de-desenho-maleta-da-marieta" title="Concurso de desenho Maleta da Marieta"&gt;Concurso de desenho Maleta da Marieta&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;object height="355" id="__sse7533625" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://static.slidesharecdn.com/swf/ssplayer2.swf?doc=concursomaletadamarieta-110406062200-phpapp02&amp;stripped_title=concurso-de-desenho-maleta-da-marieta&amp;userName=eb1calvario1" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"/&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"/&gt;&lt;embed name="__sse7533625" src="http://static.slidesharecdn.com/swf/ssplayer2.swf?doc=concursomaletadamarieta-110406062200-phpapp02&amp;stripped_title=concurso-de-desenho-maleta-da-marieta&amp;userName=eb1calvario1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="padding-bottom: 12px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 5px;"&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/1845222504890004807-6542702444717322416?l=eb1calvario1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eb1calvario1.blogspot.com/feeds/6542702444717322416/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1845222504890004807&amp;postID=6542702444717322416' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1845222504890004807/posts/default/6542702444717322416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1845222504890004807/posts/default/6542702444717322416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eb1calvario1.blogspot.com/2011/04/concurso-de-desenho-maleta-da-marieta.html' title='Concurso de desenho Maleta da Marieta'/><author><name>Pedacitos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02399103471113948391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f9tr-4qRXBI/SeZnxZcr0jI/AAAAAAAAAeg/7_sVUo5eahE/S220/baptizado+Carolina+ESE+1+Abril+117.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1845222504890004807.post-200228557301302973</id><published>2011-04-01T16:06:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2011-04-04T21:47:17.700+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Actividades Escola'/><title type='text'>Semana da Leitura</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hoje veio a mãe da Sílvia ler-nos uma história. Trazia para a ajudar o padrinho da Sílvia que fez parte dos diálogos e tocou no fim uma música que&amp;nbsp;cantámos. Todos percebemos por que é que a nossa colega é tão expressiva na leitura: Sai à mãe. Adorámos as vozes que fez para as personagens, sobretudo, para a gata e para a velha chaleira! No fim a Sílvia distribuiu numa linda cestinha cor de rosa umas guloseimas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A Semana da Leitura não podia ter terminado melhor! Esteve um dia lindo para a actividade que realizámos lá fora: o estendal de histórias. À saída para o intervalo da manhã, vimos no recreio um verdadeiro estendal de histórias. Havia desenhos muito bonitos colados em folhas A3 e presos aos fios por molas da roupa. Nós procurámos meninos do 1º ano para fazer os textos, depois de escolher os desenhos. As escadas, cadeiras no recreio, o cimento do chão, tudo serviu de mesa para o nosso trabalho. As histórias ou poemas foram sendo escritas pelo grupo, passando o lápis de mão em mão. Ficaram muito bonitas! Agora é só agrafar as folhas e temos um livro gigante feito por nós. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Foi uma linda maneira de acabar esta semana dedicada aos livros e à leitura!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;embed align="middle" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=3314649325793311456&amp;amp;site=widget-e0.slide.com" name="flashticker" quality="high" salign="l" scale="noscale" src="http://widget-e0.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" style="height: 320px; width: 400px;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; width: 400px;"&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/1845222504890004807-200228557301302973?l=eb1calvario1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eb1calvario1.blogspot.com/feeds/200228557301302973/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1845222504890004807&amp;postID=200228557301302973' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1845222504890004807/posts/default/200228557301302973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1845222504890004807/posts/default/200228557301302973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eb1calvario1.blogspot.com/2011/04/semana-da-leitura.html' title='Semana da Leitura'/><author><name>Pedacitos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02399103471113948391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f9tr-4qRXBI/SeZnxZcr0jI/AAAAAAAAAeg/7_sVUo5eahE/S220/baptizado+Carolina+ESE+1+Abril+117.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1845222504890004807.post-5069657340745123162</id><published>2011-03-31T16:41:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2011-04-05T21:07:27.918+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='escrita'/><title type='text'>Caligramas</title><content type='html'>Os ratos invadiram a nossa sala! Depois de ouvir o poema do ratinho do livro "Segredos e brinquedos", foi a nossa vez de criar histórias de ratos. Para ser diferente, fizemos um caligrama, usando como base o desenho do rato e partindo do seu nariz. &lt;br /&gt;Ficaram bem engraçados, ora vejam:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="__ss_7514762" style="width: 425px;"&gt;&lt;strong style="display: block; margin: 12px 0px 4px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slideshare.net/eb1calvario1/caligramas-ratinho" title="Caligramas   ratinho"&gt;Caligramas ratinho&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;object height="355" id="__sse7514762" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://static.slidesharecdn.com/swf/ssplayer2.swf?doc=caligramas-ratinho-110404165348-phpapp02&amp;stripped_title=caligramas-ratinho&amp;userName=eb1calvario1" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"/&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"/&gt;&lt;embed name="__sse7514762" src="http://static.slidesharecdn.com/swf/ssplayer2.swf?doc=caligramas-ratinho-110404165348-phpapp02&amp;stripped_title=caligramas-ratinho&amp;userName=eb1calvario1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="padding-bottom: 12px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 5px;"&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/1845222504890004807-5069657340745123162?l=eb1calvario1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eb1calvario1.blogspot.com/feeds/5069657340745123162/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1845222504890004807&amp;postID=5069657340745123162' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1845222504890004807/posts/default/5069657340745123162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1845222504890004807/posts/default/5069657340745123162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eb1calvario1.blogspot.com/2011/03/calkigramas.html' title='Caligramas'/><author><name>Pedacitos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02399103471113948391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f9tr-4qRXBI/SeZnxZcr0jI/AAAAAAAAAeg/7_sVUo5eahE/S220/baptizado+Carolina+ESE+1+Abril+117.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1845222504890004807.post-8350537272165361659</id><published>2011-03-30T17:37:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2011-04-04T21:47:32.149+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='histórias em rede'/><title type='text'>História em rede: O primeiro voo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-w6pprjrbHNQ/TZoo0u0HSLI/AAAAAAAABp0/OZrNqVy0nPY/s1600/Tiago+001+%255B800x600%255D.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="207" r6="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-w6pprjrbHNQ/TZoo0u0HSLI/AAAAAAAABp0/OZrNqVy0nPY/s320/Tiago+001+%255B800x600%255D.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;A terça-feira estava escolhida para a nossa já habitual "História em rede" passada de turma em turma por mail. Desta vez começou o 1º ano e nós fomos os penúltimos. Hoje vimos o final dado pelo 4º ano e demos-lhe o título, tendo sido escolhida a&amp;nbsp;sugestão do Rúben: "O primeiro voo".&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Para perceberem o trabalho em rede, fica aqui a histtória com as passagens pelas cinco salas registada com diferentes cores. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DGy8jeihFmA/TZoo53T277I/AAAAAAAABp4/2p7TT36fsRE/s1600/Daniela+001.+%255B800x600%255D.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="208" r6="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DGy8jeihFmA/TZoo53T277I/AAAAAAAABp4/2p7TT36fsRE/s320/Daniela+001.+%255B800x600%255D.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Vão ver como ficou bonita!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O primeiro voo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;- Avó! Avó! … Conta-me uma história, por favor! – Pediu a Ritinha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;- Pode ser. Senta-te aqui no meu colo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;A avó abriu um velho livro que foi buscar ao sótão. E começou a contar…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;“ Era uma vez uma linda floresta cheia de árvores verdejantes e de pássaros que voavam felizes naquela manhã de primavera. Tudo brilhava com as gotinhas de orvalho e muitos animais ainda dormiam nas suas tocas. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;Isabel era uma menina muito meiga e amiga dos animais da floresta. Ela vivia numa casa no meio da floresta e todos os dias acordava muito cedo para ir ajudar e dar comida aos seus pequenos amigos que não tinham ninguém que cuidassem deles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;Quando caminhava entre os ramos cheios de orvalho viu algo muito estranho…”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;- O que era avozinha? Diz lá! – Interrompeu a Ritinha ansiosa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;“ Era&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;um grande ninho cheio de ovos muito coloridos. Isabel parou e ficou a olhar muito admirada para o ninho…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;Enquanto admirava os ovos, apareceram por lá muitas borboletas que pousaram à volta do ninho. Parecia que estavam a tentar chocar os ovos maravilhosos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;Entretanto apareceram também coelhos fofinhos e branquinhos. Ficaram espantados com a beleza dos ovos e ali ficaram a olhar…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;Então decidiram todos juntos, cantaram uma linda melodia para ajudar os animais a nascer! “&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;- Avó, o que é que tinha dentro desses lindos ovos?! – Interrompeu de novo a Ritinha ainda mais curiosa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;- Isso é o que vamos descobrir… o que é que tu achas que tinham? – Perguntou a avó enquanto acalmava o espírito curioso da neta.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;- Eu acho que são uns lindos passarinhos! Talvez cor-de-rosa, pois é a minha cor preferida, não sabes?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;- Claro que sei, Ritinha! – Sorriu a avó, continuando.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;“ No meio da linda canção, ouviu-se um “trac, trac…”… e três lindos passarinhos mostraram a sua linda cabecinha, ainda sem penas. De imediato, Isabel gritou:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;- Que lindos!!! Vou já escolher os seus nomes!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;E pôs-se a pensar…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Reparou que um deles rodava muito o pescoço, parecia mesmo um girassol, portanto, ficou esse, o seu nome, “Girassol”. Outro tinha o pescoço muito curtinho, quase rente ao ninho, por isso, Isabel chamou-lhe “Violeta”. O último tinha a pele tão rosada que só podia chamar-se Rosadinho”.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;- Sim! São uns lindos nomes! Ficam-lhes mesmo bem!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Isabel foi-se embora porque sabia muito bem que não se deve mexer nos ninhos nem sequer aproximar-se deles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Durante o resto da semana, foi lá visitar o seu “canteiro de passarinhos” ou o seu “ninho de flores”, como ela costumava dizer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;No sábado, o pai estava em casa e Isabel convidou-o para ir com ela, conhecer a sua descoberta.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Quando lá chegaram, teve uma grande surpresa…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Ao chegarem lá, Violeta, Girassol e Rosadinho tinham o seu corpo cobertinho de penas coloridas e brilhantes como uma estrela. Eram roxas, amarelas, rosas, lilases, laranja, … e muito mais cores. Um verdadeiro arco-íris. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;_ Ah! Como estão tão lindos! Papá, eles cresceram tanto…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;- Então, os pequenos pássaros já estão quase adultos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Nesse momento, esvoaçando elegantemente, a mãe destes lindos passaritos, pousa no ninho e cobre-os com as suas asas acolhedoras.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Isabel e o Pai compreenderam que aqueles pássaros precisavam de liberdade. E nesse momento, Girassol, que era o mais corajoso, bateu asas e voou. Era o seu primeiro voo! Violeta e Rosadinho, encorajados pelo irmão, seguiram o seu exemplo. A mãe, emocionada, deixou rolar uma lágrima pelo canto do olho e voou para mostrar novos mundos aos seus filhotes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Isabel continuava ali, imóvel, a observar tudo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;- Pai, como vou agora viver sem estes meus amigos?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;- Não te preocupes, temos lá em casa uma enciclopédia animal, vais poder vê-los de outra forma e conhecer melhor a sua vida.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Voltaram para casa conformados com a situação. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;“A liberdade e felicidade dos meus amigos é mais importante que tudo.” – Pensava Isabel enquanto adormecia ao final de um sábado cansativo mas emocionante.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;- Rita, Ritinha, estás muito pesada, deixa o colo e vamos lanchar uns biscoitos de laranja que a Joana acabou de fazer. Já sinto o cheiro que vem da cozinha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;- Avó, não acabas de ler a história?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;- Ritinha, adormeceste como sempre. Amanhã continuamos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MWEbyLGlMYc/TZoo_CqJ7XI/AAAAAAAABp8/X6Q-AviGPdE/s1600/001+%255B800x600%255D.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="209" r6="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MWEbyLGlMYc/TZoo_CqJ7XI/AAAAAAAABp8/X6Q-AviGPdE/s320/001+%255B800x600%255D.jpg" width="320" /&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/1845222504890004807-8350537272165361659?l=eb1calvario1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eb1calvario1.blogspot.com/feeds/8350537272165361659/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1845222504890004807&amp;postID=8350537272165361659' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1845222504890004807/posts/default/8350537272165361659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1845222504890004807/posts/default/8350537272165361659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eb1calvario1.blogspot.com/2011/03/historia-em-rede-o-primeiro-voo.html' title='História em rede: O primeiro voo'/><author><name>Pedacitos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02399103471113948391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f9tr-4qRXBI/SeZnxZcr0jI/AAAAAAAAAeg/7_sVUo5eahE/S220/baptizado+Carolina+ESE+1+Abril+117.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-w6pprjrbHNQ/TZoo0u0HSLI/AAAAAAAABp0/OZrNqVy0nPY/s72-c/Tiago+001+%255B800x600%255D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1845222504890004807.post-3256129027303729603</id><published>2011-03-30T12:08:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2011-03-30T23:13:03.191+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Actividades Escola'/><title type='text'>Semana da Leitura</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-y5nHZzdKQH8/TZOoHDPz85I/AAAAAAAABpc/nBffw8tlklg/s1600/segredos+e+brinquedos.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" r6="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-y5nHZzdKQH8/TZOoHDPz85I/AAAAAAAABpc/nBffw8tlklg/s200/segredos+e+brinquedos.jpg" width="125" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;A nossa semana da leitura previa para segunda feira a hora do conto, com os pais. Como nesse dia nenhum pai estava disponível, foi a professora que nos leu. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ouvimos todos os poemas do livro "Segredos e brinquedos", de Matilde Rosa Araújo. São poemas bonitos e criativos. Gostámos especialmente do poema do rato que foi lido em todas as salas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Tj8zKx1dXlg/TZOp8mY9geI/AAAAAAAABpo/dMw0e3zPmLA/s1600/contos+arc+iris.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" r6="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Tj8zKx1dXlg/TZOp8mY9geI/AAAAAAAABpo/dMw0e3zPmLA/s1600/contos+arc+iris.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Ontem, terça-feira a mãe da Daniela veio ler com ela uma história de um livro chamado "Contos do arco-íris". falava de uma menina chamada Ana e do seu sonho de ser bailarina.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;O pai da Ana apresentou uns poemas que não foram escritos para crianças mas que eram muito interessantes. Um falava da vida e outro falava do racismo.É importante conhecermos outros tipos e formas de escrita!&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vta9yBRn4Mc/TZOoM19VcWI/AAAAAAAABpk/2OW6z6H13vo/s1600/queridos+livros.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" r6="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vta9yBRn4Mc/TZOoM19VcWI/AAAAAAAABpk/2OW6z6H13vo/s200/queridos+livros.jpg" width="142" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hoje&amp;nbsp;o nosso colega Rafael foi&amp;nbsp; E.B. &lt;metricconverter productid="23 a" w:st="on"&gt;23&amp;nbsp;&lt;/metricconverter&gt; representar a nossa escola no Concurso de Leitura e ficámos muito contentes porque ficou em 2º lugar. O texto que teve que ler era nosso conhecido, foi retirado do livro "Caneta feliz", de João Pedro Mésseder.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Durante o dia de hoje vem ainda ler-nos uma história a mãe do Samuel.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Para os livros, não é preciso ter hora marcada, são sempre bem-vindos!&lt;br /&gt;Quase ao fim do dia, veio a mão do Tiago que leu com ele a história da raposa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A terça-feira estava destinada à criação de uma história em rede que começou no 1º ano da professora Rosário. Recebemos o texto do 2º ano e fizemos a nossa parte: dar os nomes aos passarinhos. Passámos a história ao 4º ano que a acabou. Hoje lemos a história completa e demos-lhe um título. Todos demos sugestões e foi escolhida a do Rúben: "O primeiro voo". A história ficou muito bonita! Agora vamos ter que a ilustrar para fazer um filme.Já a enviámos à BE da E.B.23. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoje fomos visitar a Biblioteca de Recarei, à Junta de Freguesia. O senhor Abel falou-nos da importância dos livros e mostrou-nos alguns deles. Explicou-nos que podemos ir lá sempre que quisermos para ler livros ou para fazer pesquisas para trabalhos.&lt;br /&gt;À saída assinámos o livro para lembrar esta nossa visita.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed align="middle" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=3314649325793286031&amp;amp;site=widget-8f.slide.com" name="flashticker" quality="high" salign="l" scale="noscale" src="http://widget-8f.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" style="height: 320px; width: 400px;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; width: 400px;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img height="96" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Tj8zKx1dXlg/TZOp8mY9geI/AAAAAAAABpo/dMw0e3zPmLA/s1600/contos+arc+iris.bmp" style="filter: alpha(opacity=30); left: 358px; mozopacity: 0.3; opacity: 0.3; position: absolute; top: 196px; visibility: hidden;" width="67" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1845222504890004807-3256129027303729603?l=eb1calvario1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eb1calvario1.blogspot.com/feeds/3256129027303729603/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1845222504890004807&amp;postID=3256129027303729603' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1845222504890004807/posts/default/3256129027303729603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1845222504890004807/posts/default/3256129027303729603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eb1calvario1.blogspot.com/2011/03/semana-da-leitura.html' title='Semana da Leitura'/><author><name>Pedacitos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02399103471113948391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f9tr-4qRXBI/SeZnxZcr0jI/AAAAAAAAAeg/7_sVUo5eahE/S220/baptizado+Carolina+ESE+1+Abril+117.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-y5nHZzdKQH8/TZOoHDPz85I/AAAAAAAABpc/nBffw8tlklg/s72-c/segredos+e+brinquedos.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1845222504890004807.post-8308068108219834374</id><published>2011-03-27T20:16:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-03-27T20:16:11.483+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pequenas coisas'/><title type='text'>Pequenas grandes maravilhas</title><content type='html'>Hoje é domingo. Resolvi abrir agora o computador e aceder ao mail e tive uma agradável surpresa: o Tiago convidava-me para ver o seu blogue! Pois é! A escola não serve só para "aprender a ler e a escrever". Esta é a prova disso. Fiquei muito feliz por ver o entusiasmo e a iniciativa do Tiago!&lt;br /&gt;Espero que tenha muitas visitas, muitos seguidopres e sobretudo, muitos comentários, pois só assim um blogue ganha verdadeiramente vida.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1845222504890004807-8308068108219834374?l=eb1calvario1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eb1calvario1.blogspot.com/feeds/8308068108219834374/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1845222504890004807&amp;postID=8308068108219834374' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1845222504890004807/posts/default/8308068108219834374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1845222504890004807/posts/default/8308068108219834374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eb1calvario1.blogspot.com/2011/03/pequenas-grandes-maravilhas.html' title='Pequenas grandes maravilhas'/><author><name>Pedacitos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02399103471113948391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f9tr-4qRXBI/SeZnxZcr0jI/AAAAAAAAAeg/7_sVUo5eahE/S220/baptizado+Carolina+ESE+1+Abril+117.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1845222504890004807.post-132802290687448731</id><published>2011-03-25T16:34:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-03-29T23:34:32.053+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='estudo do meio'/><title type='text'>Rótulos e embalagens</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Cwmeeiju6qw/TZJeMHj3oKI/AAAAAAAABpQ/Z9KKydFH5GM/s1600/semana+da+leitura+012+%255B1600x1200%255D.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" r6="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Cwmeeiju6qw/TZJeMHj3oKI/AAAAAAAABpQ/Z9KKydFH5GM/s200/semana+da+leitura+012+%255B1600x1200%255D.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9aOoy5NkHXw/TZJeK_W7gNI/AAAAAAAABpM/u_1yawgzCzs/s1600/semana+da+leitura+009+%255B1600x1200%255D.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" r6="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9aOoy5NkHXw/TZJeK_W7gNI/AAAAAAAABpM/u_1yawgzCzs/s200/semana+da+leitura+009+%255B1600x1200%255D.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Estamos a falar de comércio, de vendas e de compras e falámos de uma coisa muito importante: os rótulos dos produtos. Neles temos muita informação importante como por exemplo a validade, a composição, o valor nutritivo e o valor energético, ... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Trouxemos de casa rótulos de vários produtos e estivemos a explorá-los, criando cartazes.Temos que estar atentos a estas coisas desde pequenos!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1845222504890004807-132802290687448731?l=eb1calvario1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eb1calvario1.blogspot.com/feeds/132802290687448731/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1845222504890004807&amp;postID=132802290687448731' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1845222504890004807/posts/default/132802290687448731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1845222504890004807/posts/default/132802290687448731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eb1calvario1.blogspot.com/2011/03/rotulos-e-embalagens.html' title='Rótulos e embalagens'/><author><name>Pedacitos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02399103471113948391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f9tr-4qRXBI/SeZnxZcr0jI/AAAAAAAAAeg/7_sVUo5eahE/S220/baptizado+Carolina+ESE+1+Abril+117.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Cwmeeiju6qw/TZJeMHj3oKI/AAAAAAAABpQ/Z9KKydFH5GM/s72-c/semana+da+leitura+012+%255B1600x1200%255D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1845222504890004807.post-8357715961224308906</id><published>2011-03-25T15:34:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-03-29T23:39:58.025+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pequenas coisas'/><title type='text'>Uma estranha criatura!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-87W1JAsZp30/TZJfeVpsPcI/AAAAAAAABpU/edFQZVbV__w/s1600/semana+da+leitura+002+%255B1600x1200%255D.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" r6="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-87W1JAsZp30/TZJfeVpsPcI/AAAAAAAABpU/edFQZVbV__w/s200/semana+da+leitura+002+%255B1600x1200%255D.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zHaj6qpCfns/TZJfhmyCciI/AAAAAAAABpY/nGjzabJO_HU/s1600/semana+da+leitura+004+%255B1600x1200%255D.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" r6="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zHaj6qpCfns/TZJfhmyCciI/AAAAAAAABpY/nGjzabJO_HU/s200/semana+da+leitura+004+%255B1600x1200%255D.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A&amp;nbsp; Filipa trouxe um ovo para a escola! Não era um ovo de galinha nem de chocolate... era um ovo de onde nasceria um dinossauro! Seguindo as suas instruções, colocámo-lo em água, na quarta feira. Hoje, à hora do almoço, foi uma festa!!! O dinossauro rebentou a casca e saiu do ovo! Foi uma festa pois vieram muitos meninos que ainda estavam no recreio. Agora vamos esperar e vê-lo crescer! Será que vai ficar muito grande?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1845222504890004807-8357715961224308906?l=eb1calvario1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eb1calvario1.blogspot.com/feeds/8357715961224308906/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1845222504890004807&amp;postID=8357715961224308906' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1845222504890004807/posts/default/8357715961224308906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1845222504890004807/posts/default/8357715961224308906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eb1calvario1.blogspot.com/2011/03/uma-estranha-criatura.html' title='Uma estranha criatura!'/><author><name>Pedacitos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02399103471113948391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f9tr-4qRXBI/SeZnxZcr0jI/AAAAAAAAAeg/7_sVUo5eahE/S220/baptizado+Carolina+ESE+1+Abril+117.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-87W1JAsZp30/TZJfeVpsPcI/AAAAAAAABpU/edFQZVbV__w/s72-c/semana+da+leitura+002+%255B1600x1200%255D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1845222504890004807.post-9054265391415261621</id><published>2011-03-23T12:17:00.005Z</published><updated>2011-03-24T20:08:07.212Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Actividades Escola'/><title type='text'>Dia da Floresta e da Poesia</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-WUK831I9Y3k/TYpxN2m391I/AAAAAAAABpA/6HoAQNttBa4/s1600/caminhada+1344.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" r6="true" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-WUK831I9Y3k/TYpxN2m391I/AAAAAAAABpA/6HoAQNttBa4/s320/caminhada+1344.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-bMVfDMKlQb4/TYpzToEuDRI/AAAAAAAABpE/tl8scMPRvaQ/s1600/caminhada+1298.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" r6="true" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-bMVfDMKlQb4/TYpzToEuDRI/AAAAAAAABpE/tl8scMPRvaQ/s320/caminhada+1298.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Na segunda- feira, dia 21 Março, assinalámos o dia da Floresta e o Dia da Poesia.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Pais, avós e irmãos acompanharam - nos, logo de manhã, numa caminhada. Apareceu muita gente!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Fomos até ao monte do Catarino, que já conhecemos bem. Aquele local é muito bonito porque está muito bem cuidado e tem muitas espécies de plantas. Até há um ribeiro.&amp;nbsp;Cada turma tirou&amp;nbsp;fotografias com os pais em cima da ponte de madeira.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Plantámos um carvalho para deixar a nossa marca.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Havia pão com manteiga,&amp;nbsp;sumo e leite&amp;nbsp;para o lanche. Brincámos tendo o cuidado de não estragar nada!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;No caminho cantámos muito, à ida e à volta. Estava um belo dia!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;À tarde plantámos juncos no nosso charco e fizemos um poema para o título " Sou a árvore " e surgiram belos textos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Gostámos muito deste dia!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed align="middle" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=3314649325793248191&amp;amp;site=widget-bf.slide.com" name="flashticker" quality="high" salign="l" scale="noscale" src="http://widget-bf.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" style="height: 320px; width: 400px;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; width: 400px;"&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/1845222504890004807-9054265391415261621?l=eb1calvario1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eb1calvario1.blogspot.com/feeds/9054265391415261621/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1845222504890004807&amp;postID=9054265391415261621' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1845222504890004807/posts/default/9054265391415261621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1845222504890004807/posts/default/9054265391415261621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eb1calvario1.blogspot.com/2011/03/dia-da-floresta-e-da-poesia.html' title='Dia da Floresta e da Poesia'/><author><name>Pedacitos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02399103471113948391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f9tr-4qRXBI/SeZnxZcr0jI/AAAAAAAAAeg/7_sVUo5eahE/S220/baptizado+Carolina+ESE+1+Abril+117.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-WUK831I9Y3k/TYpxN2m391I/AAAAAAAABpA/6HoAQNttBa4/s72-c/caminhada+1344.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1845222504890004807.post-6961111093958765815</id><published>2011-03-21T10:59:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-04-24T11:01:55.599+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Chegou a Primavera!</title><content type='html'>Chegou a Primavera e com ela as borboletas,as abelhas,&amp;nbsp;as cores nos jardins e os pássaros...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1845222504890004807-6961111093958765815?l=eb1calvario1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eb1calvario1.blogspot.com/feeds/6961111093958765815/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1845222504890004807&amp;postID=6961111093958765815' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1845222504890004807/posts/default/6961111093958765815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1845222504890004807/posts/default/6961111093958765815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eb1calvario1.blogspot.com/2011/04/chegou-primavera.html' title='Chegou a Primavera!'/><author><name>Pedacitos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02399103471113948391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f9tr-4qRXBI/SeZnxZcr0jI/AAAAAAAAAeg/7_sVUo5eahE/S220/baptizado+Carolina+ESE+1+Abril+117.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1845222504890004807.post-6751353169643598677</id><published>2011-03-18T13:52:00.004Z</published><updated>2011-03-19T00:51:22.577Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Actividades Escola'/><title type='text'>Dia do Pai</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; width: 400px;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-hfIAxlHRSk8/TYP9-BWcZII/AAAAAAAABok/52RbsQff964/s1600/picos+015.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" r6="true" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-hfIAxlHRSk8/TYP9-BWcZII/AAAAAAAABok/52RbsQff964/s200/picos+015.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Hoje assinalámos na escola o Dia do Pai e os pais vieram cá. Havia alguns avôs e algumas mães a fazer esse papel. &lt;br /&gt;Começámos com um jogo de futebol Pais/Filhos. Na nossa turma os Filhos ganharam por 4 a 1! Aliás, em todas as&amp;nbsp;turmas ganharam os filhos!&lt;br /&gt;O jogo começou mal para nós porque o pai da Daniela marcou um golo para os pais. O engraçado foi que a Daniela marcou o nosso primeiro golo! Recuperámos e ganhámos o jogo com os restantes golos da Maria, do Samuel e o da Rita.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Depois dos jogos chegou a hora do pequeno-almoço e da entrega das prendas. Havia bolo e café para os pais. Nós bebemos o leite da escola!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed align="middle" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=3314649325793223048&amp;amp;site=widget-88.slide.com" name="flashticker" quality="high" salign="l" scale="noscale" src="http://widget-88.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" style="height: 320px; width: 400px;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Adorámos &amp;nbsp;este&amp;nbsp;Dia do Pai!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="16" src="http://widget-88.slide.com/p2/3314649325793223048/bb_t021_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide2.gif" style="filter: alpha(opacity=30); left: 278px; mozopacity: 0.3; opacity: 0.3; position: absolute; top: 380px; visibility: hidden;" width="96" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1845222504890004807-6751353169643598677?l=eb1calvario1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eb1calvario1.blogspot.com/feeds/6751353169643598677/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1845222504890004807&amp;postID=6751353169643598677' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1845222504890004807/posts/default/6751353169643598677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1845222504890004807/posts/default/6751353169643598677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eb1calvario1.blogspot.com/2011/03/dia-do-pai.html' title='Dia do Pai'/><author><name>Pedacitos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02399103471113948391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f9tr-4qRXBI/SeZnxZcr0jI/AAAAAAAAAeg/7_sVUo5eahE/S220/baptizado+Carolina+ESE+1+Abril+117.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-hfIAxlHRSk8/TYP9-BWcZII/AAAAAAAABok/52RbsQff964/s72-c/picos+015.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1845222504890004807.post-8616457360874001026</id><published>2011-03-18T12:35:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-04-03T23:06:55.402+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='concursos'/><title type='text'>"Por um mesmo olhar"</title><content type='html'>A nossa turma participou no concurso "Escola Alerta 2011" com o trabalho "Por um mesmo olhar". Imaginámos o que é não ver e imaginámos como seria se recebêssemos na nossa sala um colega que não visse. Este trabalho apresenta as nossas ideias.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="width:425px" id="__ss_7502867"&gt;&lt;strong style="display:block;margin:12px 0 4px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slideshare.net/eb1calvario1/por-um-mesmo-olhar-7502867" title="Por um mesmo olhar"&gt;Por um mesmo olhar&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;object id="__sse7502867" width="425" height="355"&gt; &lt;param name="movie" value="http://static.slidesharecdn.com/swf/ssplayer2.swf?doc=porummesmoolhar-110403165051-phpapp01&amp;stripped_title=por-um-mesmo-olhar-7502867&amp;userName=eb1calvario1" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"/&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"/&gt;&lt;embed name="__sse7502867" src="http://static.slidesharecdn.com/swf/ssplayer2.swf?doc=porummesmoolhar-110403165051-phpapp01&amp;stripped_title=por-um-mesmo-olhar-7502867&amp;userName=eb1calvario1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-Fgq9Ea5TprY/TYNTGag_DtI/AAAAAAAABoY/8lJXOe6Zr1k/s1600/R%25C3%259ABEN..bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" r6="true" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-Fgq9Ea5TprY/TYNTGag_DtI/AAAAAAAABoY/8lJXOe6Zr1k/s1600/R%25C3%259ABEN..bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Boa sorte para o Rúben!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1845222504890004807-4005888535897278679?l=eb1calvario1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eb1calvario1.blogspot.com/feeds/4005888535897278679/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1845222504890004807&amp;postID=4005888535897278679' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1845222504890004807/posts/default/4005888535897278679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1845222504890004807/posts/default/4005888535897278679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eb1calvario1.blogspot.com/2011/03/boa-sorte-ruben.html' title='Boa sorte, Rúben'/><author><name>Pedacitos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02399103471113948391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f9tr-4qRXBI/SeZnxZcr0jI/AAAAAAAAAeg/7_sVUo5eahE/S220/baptizado+Carolina+ESE+1+Abril+117.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-Fgq9Ea5TprY/TYNTGag_DtI/AAAAAAAABoY/8lJXOe6Zr1k/s72-c/R%25C3%259ABEN..bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1845222504890004807.post-8561585613670209582</id><published>2011-03-16T17:36:00.002Z</published><updated>2011-03-19T00:41:30.973Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Expressão Plástica'/><title type='text'>Prenda para o Pai</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-TJwPleRzIQQ/TYP7IOnDWKI/AAAAAAAABog/maK8rpQySRM/s1600/picos+006.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" r6="true" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-TJwPleRzIQQ/TYP7IOnDWKI/AAAAAAAABog/maK8rpQySRM/s200/picos+006.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-NxMK-sLAl30/TYP7C-eRyPI/AAAAAAAABoc/azDj1VNJ0P0/s1600/picos+005.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" r6="true" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-NxMK-sLAl30/TYP7C-eRyPI/AAAAAAAABoc/azDj1VNJ0P0/s200/picos+005.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Esta semana andamos a fazer as prendas para o Pai. Precisámos se um azulejo, de rolhas e de caixas vazias de cereais para a embalagem. Fica aqui só um pormenor - a embalagem - pois o resto é segredo...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1845222504890004807-8561585613670209582?l=eb1calvario1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eb1calvario1.blogspot.com/feeds/8561585613670209582/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1845222504890004807&amp;postID=8561585613670209582' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1845222504890004807/posts/default/8561585613670209582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1845222504890004807/posts/default/8561585613670209582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eb1calvario1.blogspot.com/2011/03/prenda-para-o-pai.html' title='Prenda para o Pai'/><author><name>Pedacitos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02399103471113948391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f9tr-4qRXBI/SeZnxZcr0jI/AAAAAAAAAeg/7_sVUo5eahE/S220/baptizado+Carolina+ESE+1+Abril+117.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-TJwPleRzIQQ/TYP7IOnDWKI/AAAAAAAABog/maK8rpQySRM/s72-c/picos+006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1845222504890004807.post-7897470372699436880</id><published>2011-03-15T17:19:00.001Z</published><updated>2011-03-20T17:29:37.788Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='concursos'/><title type='text'>Um prémio para a Vânia</title><content type='html'>&amp;nbsp;O poema da Vânia foi seleccionado para representar o 1º ciclo do Agrupamento no concurso "Faça lá um poema" Ficámos muito contentes quando o vimos publicado no blogue da Biblioteca da E.B. 23! Hoje a Vânia recebeu o seu prémio, um lindo conjunto de material para escrever cartas da Witch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-3DGW92ZQTsI/TYY4mhyGM7I/AAAAAAAABow/2KLiDL5-Obs/s1600/V%25C3%25A2nia+%255B1600x1200%255D.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" r6="true" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-3DGW92ZQTsI/TYY4mhyGM7I/AAAAAAAABow/2KLiDL5-Obs/s320/V%25C3%25A2nia+%255B1600x1200%255D.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Ficámos todos muito contentes pela nossa colega!&lt;br /&gt;Este era o poema:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;A borboleta branca&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;A borboleta branca voava.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;Voava pelo ar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;Com o vento,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;sem nunca parar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;A borboleta branca &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;sorria enquanto voava.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;O vento sempre a soprar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;E ela a perguntar:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;- Vento, por que és tão forte?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;- Sou forte porque tenho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;de as folhas ao chão deitar…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;- Vento, podemos continuar?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;- Sim! Vamos voar!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;E o vento lá continuou&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;sempre forte, a soprar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;e cansado, foi-se embora .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;E a borboleta ficou triste, a suspirar…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;Quando se deitou, sonhou&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;que o vento a estava a embalar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;e então dormiu profundamente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;num sonho de encantar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1845222504890004807-7897470372699436880?l=eb1calvario1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eb1calvario1.blogspot.com/feeds/7897470372699436880/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1845222504890004807&amp;postID=7897470372699436880' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1845222504890004807/posts/default/7897470372699436880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1845222504890004807/posts/default/7897470372699436880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eb1calvario1.blogspot.com/2011/03/um-premio-para-vania.html' title='Um prémio para a Vânia'/><author><name>Pedacitos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02399103471113948391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f9tr-4qRXBI/SeZnxZcr0jI/AAAAAAAAAeg/7_sVUo5eahE/S220/baptizado+Carolina+ESE+1+Abril+117.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-3DGW92ZQTsI/TYY4mhyGM7I/AAAAAAAABow/2KLiDL5-Obs/s72-c/V%25C3%25A2nia+%255B1600x1200%255D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1845222504890004807.post-5086337197879457517</id><published>2011-03-14T15:51:00.001Z</published><updated>2011-03-20T17:38:32.371Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='concursos'/><title type='text'>As nossas representações de "Afectos"</title><content type='html'>A Biblioteca da E.B. 23 apresentou-nos mais um desafio: uma fotografia para o Dia dos Afectos.&lt;br /&gt;Na sala pensámos em fotos e pegando nas ideias que considerávamos melhores, tirámso as fotos e enviamo-las. Hoje a professora recebeu um mail a informar que tínhamos ganho! Ainda bem que participámos!&lt;br /&gt;Estas são as nossas fotos:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-A1s6RYZEOVM/TYY7Gorgb6I/AAAAAAAABo4/oJytnhmuuck/s1600/afectos+007+%2528Copy%2529.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" r6="true" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-A1s6RYZEOVM/TYY7Gorgb6I/AAAAAAAABo4/oJytnhmuuck/s320/afectos+007+%2528Copy%2529.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-UF9gyYLBWH0/TYY7IfEgUMI/AAAAAAAABo8/rtYrrS9jI0k/s1600/afectos+006+%2528Copy%2529.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" r6="true" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-UF9gyYLBWH0/TYY7IfEgUMI/AAAAAAAABo8/rtYrrS9jI0k/s320/afectos+006+%2528Copy%2529.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1845222504890004807-5086337197879457517?l=eb1calvario1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eb1calvario1.blogspot.com/feeds/5086337197879457517/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1845222504890004807&amp;postID=5086337197879457517' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1845222504890004807/posts/default/5086337197879457517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1845222504890004807/posts/default/5086337197879457517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eb1calvario1.blogspot.com/2011/03/valeu-pena-concorrer.html' title='As nossas representações de &quot;Afectos&quot;'/><author><name>Pedacitos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02399103471113948391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f9tr-4qRXBI/SeZnxZcr0jI/AAAAAAAAAeg/7_sVUo5eahE/S220/baptizado+Carolina+ESE+1+Abril+117.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-A1s6RYZEOVM/TYY7Gorgb6I/AAAAAAAABo4/oJytnhmuuck/s72-c/afectos+007+%2528Copy%2529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1845222504890004807.post-8786610970184705017</id><published>2011-03-03T21:14:00.003Z</published><updated>2011-03-15T22:58:08.570Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Actividades Escola'/><title type='text'>Desfile de Carnaval</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Este é um dia sempre muito esperado! Na escola e na rua cruzam-se Homens Aranha, Brancas de Neve, Zorros, Vampiros,...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Por um dia cada um pode ser a personagem que quiser! É assim que o desfile de Carnaval tem mais valor para os mais pequenos. Por umas horas entram no mundo da fantasia e vestem-se literalmente de uma nova criatura.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed align="middle" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=3314649325793204315&amp;amp;site=widget-5b.slide.com" name="flashticker" quality="high" salign="l" scale="noscale" src="http://widget-5b.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" style="height: 320px; width: 400px;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; width: 400px;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Ver as professoras também mascaradas é para os pequenos sempre uma festa! Este ano, sem combinarmos nada, aparecemos três&amp;nbsp;palhaços, ou melhor, uma palhaça e dois palhaços. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;É sempre engraçado o questionário que antecede aquele dia: "Ó professora, de que vai mascarada?" Nunca sei porque a surpresa tem um papel muito importante! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Este ano resolvi ir de palhaça e o mais engraçado foi ver a cara da Luísa , a primeira a chegar: é que ela ia de palhaço e por isso, ficou logo escolhida como meu par para o desfile!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;O desfile foi o melhor de sempre: havia um carro de apoio com música de Carnaval e pudemos ir a "sambar" pelo caminho. Os pais, os avós, os vizinhos vieram ver-nos passar e o comentário dos alunos foi unânime: "Para o ano os pais podiam vir também mascarados!..." Fica aqui a sugestão.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1845222504890004807-8786610970184705017?l=eb1calvario1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eb1calvario1.blogspot.com/feeds/8786610970184705017/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1845222504890004807&amp;postID=8786610970184705017' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1845222504890004807/posts/default/8786610970184705017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1845222504890004807/posts/default/8786610970184705017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eb1calvario1.blogspot.com/2011/03/desfile-de-carnaval.html' title='Desfile de Carnaval'/><author><name>Pedacitos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02399103471113948391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f9tr-4qRXBI/SeZnxZcr0jI/AAAAAAAAAeg/7_sVUo5eahE/S220/baptizado+Carolina+ESE+1+Abril+117.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1845222504890004807.post-2101142545289629225</id><published>2011-03-01T17:30:00.003Z</published><updated>2011-03-15T23:18:51.833Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='concursos'/><title type='text'>Concurso "Conta-nos uma história!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-vt8EDQ1g8Qo/TX_yB5PxiOI/AAAAAAAABoM/NPnPPZGeXVc/s1600/NO+MUNDO+DA+FANTASIA.PNG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: right; float: left; height: 158px; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em; width: 121px;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" q6="true" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-vt8EDQ1g8Qo/TX_yB5PxiOI/AAAAAAAABoM/NPnPPZGeXVc/s200/NO+MUNDO+DA+FANTASIA.PNG" width="146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Este ano este concurso deu-nos muito trabalho! É que resolvemos concorrer nas duas modalidades, áudio e vídeo e a segunda deu muito que fazer! Tivemos que pintar os cenários, gravar as vozes, escolher as músicas de fundo, fazer a montagem do filme,... Para este trabalho pegámos na história de Luísa Ducla Soares, Meninos de todas as cores. Mostrámos o filme à escola toda e todos disseram que ficou muito bonito.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-yW3aju5O9L8/TX_x_SHqc8I/AAAAAAAABoI/-Fu1SiXFlxY/s1600/Sem+t%25C3%25ADtuloADSFGNM.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="153" q6="true" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-yW3aju5O9L8/TX_x_SHqc8I/AAAAAAAABoI/-Fu1SiXFlxY/s200/Sem+t%25C3%25ADtuloADSFGNM.bmp" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hoje estivemos a gravar o texto para o trabalho áudio. Este vai ser muito mais fácil de preparar.A história já a apresentámos, ficam agora aqui os nossos desenhos e qualquer dia, estará também o trabalho pronto a ser visto e ouvido na página do concurso. &lt;br /&gt;Só mais uma coisa, muito importante: gostávcamos muito de ganhar...É claro que todos achamos que o nosso trabalho está muito bom. Bem, se não ganharmos, participámos e isso também é importante!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1845222504890004807-2101142545289629225?l=eb1calvario1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eb1calvario1.blogspot.com/feeds/2101142545289629225/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1845222504890004807&amp;postID=2101142545289629225' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1845222504890004807/posts/default/2101142545289629225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1845222504890004807/posts/default/2101142545289629225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eb1calvario1.blogspot.com/2011/03/concurso-conta-nos-uma-historia.html' title='Concurso &quot;Conta-nos uma história!'/><author><name>Pedacitos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02399103471113948391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f9tr-4qRXBI/SeZnxZcr0jI/AAAAAAAAAeg/7_sVUo5eahE/S220/baptizado+Carolina+ESE+1+Abril+117.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-vt8EDQ1g8Qo/TX_yB5PxiOI/AAAAAAAABoM/NPnPPZGeXVc/s72-c/NO+MUNDO+DA+FANTASIA.PNG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1845222504890004807.post-1221404926388174705</id><published>2011-02-25T21:34:00.003Z</published><updated>2011-02-27T20:54:37.773Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='charco com vida'/><title type='text'>Já temos rãs no charco!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-Wy578gsQDJQ/TWhIzjtuxwI/AAAAAAAABmo/aO4dxFArCDQ/s1600/todos+346+%2528Copy%2529.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="149" l6="true" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-Wy578gsQDJQ/TWhIzjtuxwI/AAAAAAAABmo/aO4dxFArCDQ/s200/todos+346+%2528Copy%2529.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A semana não podia ter acabado de melhor maneira! Quase à saída, fomos ao charco para meter mais umas plantas e de repente, quando olhávamos para os alfaiates que saltitavam na água, uma rã saltou da beira para o meio do charco!! Foi o delírio! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Esta semana o charco foi densamente povoado pelos alfaiates (pequenos insectos ´que se deslocam junto à água), mas não estávamos à espera de ver uma rã, sobretudo com aquela entrada espectacular!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Claro que ficámos logo a observar com muita mais atenção o charco e logo descobrimos outras duas rãs, uma delas ainda na fase de girino, com uma longa cauda, quase nos deixando a pensar que se tratava de um tritão ou de uma salamandra!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Saíram logo alguns aos gritos a chamar pelas outras turmas e passado um pouco, toda a escola conhecia os novos habitantes!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Claro que não podia esperar pela próxima semana para que a notícia fosse publicada da sala! O nosso charco caminha a passos largos para um verdadeiro "Charco com vida"!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sejam bem-vindas, amigas rãs!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hO2pZzuEnpc/TWhBlRfYtjI/AAAAAAAABlw/AcbEdPtHzgk/s1600/todos+321.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" l6="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hO2pZzuEnpc/TWhBlRfYtjI/AAAAAAAABlw/AcbEdPtHzgk/s200/todos+321.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;﻿ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;﻿ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DL15i_1suG8/TWhEfY_Mr9I/AAAAAAAABmI/CUtvdeeegco/s1600/todos+331+%2528Copy%2529.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="236" l6="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DL15i_1suG8/TWhEfY_Mr9I/AAAAAAAABmI/CUtvdeeegco/s320/todos+331+%2528Copy%2529.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;A primeira rã!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;﻿ ﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1845222504890004807-1221404926388174705?l=eb1calvario1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eb1calvario1.blogspot.com/feeds/1221404926388174705/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1845222504890004807&amp;postID=1221404926388174705' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1845222504890004807/posts/default/1221404926388174705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1845222504890004807/posts/default/1221404926388174705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eb1calvario1.blogspot.com/2011/02/ja-temos-ras-no-charco.html' title='Já temos rãs no charco!'/><author><name>Pedacitos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02399103471113948391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f9tr-4qRXBI/SeZnxZcr0jI/AAAAAAAAAeg/7_sVUo5eahE/S220/baptizado+Carolina+ESE+1+Abril+117.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-Wy578gsQDJQ/TWhIzjtuxwI/AAAAAAAABmo/aO4dxFArCDQ/s72-c/todos+346+%2528Copy%2529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1845222504890004807.post-2532200941908780535</id><published>2011-02-24T15:58:00.010Z</published><updated>2011-03-15T23:02:21.294Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='escrita'/><title type='text'>Uma história colectiva</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FiF-AqtNcLc/TWq8TC511wI/AAAAAAAABnQ/qohurC68e3A/s1600/mat%2B001.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="200" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578478123834791682" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FiF-AqtNcLc/TWq8TC511wI/AAAAAAAABnQ/qohurC68e3A/s200/mat%2B001.jpg" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;" width="138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Resolvemos participar no concurso "Conta-nos uma história" também num trabalho de gravação em áudio. Para isso criámos um texto em que trabalhámos o diálogo. Criámos personagens e o espaço e a história foi aparecendo. No fim, depois de ler várias vezes, escolhemos o título. Fica aqui o nosso trabalho em texto. Quando o gravarmos, ele virá também para aqui.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130; font-size: large;"&gt;No mundo de Inês&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130; font-size: large;"&gt;Era uma vez uma menina chamada Inês. Era pequenina, morena e muito curiosa. Não parava quieta um segundo e a mãe naquele dia disse, como dizia sempre:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xViYsG47tu8/TWq7dzQA8iI/AAAAAAAABnA/U2vaxAifrhg/s1600/mat.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="200" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578477209099760162" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xViYsG47tu8/TWq7dzQA8iI/AAAAAAAABnA/U2vaxAifrhg/s400/mat.jpg" style="display: block; height: 200px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center; width: 142px;" width="142" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130; font-size: large;"&gt;- Parece que tens bichos-carpinteiros ! Vai ler um livro! É a única forma de parares quieta!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130; font-size: large;"&gt;- Boa ideia, mãe! Tenho aquele livro novo que a avó me ofereceu! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130; font-size: large;"&gt;Inês foi ler para a varanda, o seu sítio preferido, porque lá podia ouvir os pássaros &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130; font-size: large;"&gt;-Espero que aquela nuvem desapareça!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130; font-size: large;"&gt;De repente começou a chover! Inês correu para o quarto e meteu-se aconchegada na cama.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130; font-size: large;"&gt;- É tão bom estar aqui a ler e ouvir a chuva a cair!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130; font-size: large;"&gt;De repente ouviu uma voz. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130; font-size: large;"&gt;- Olá menina, sabes dizer-me o caminho para a casa da minha avó? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130; font-size: large;"&gt;Inês abriu muito os olhos e viu a Capuchinho Vermelho.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130; font-size: large;"&gt;- Como é que viste aqui parar? Nunca te vi por cá! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130; font-size: large;"&gt;- Eu costumava ir por outro lado mas desde que o lobo me assustou, decidi procurar outro caminho.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130; font-size: large;"&gt;- Mas eu não sei onde vive a tua avó, como te posso ajudar!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130; font-size: large;"&gt;De repente, a cortina abanou e ouviu-se:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130; font-size: large;"&gt;- Eu sei! Eu sei! Mas estás muito longe!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130; font-size: large;"&gt;Inês arregalou os olhos e exclamou:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130; font-size: large;"&gt;- Tu és o Peter Pan! És tão pequeno!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130; font-size: large;"&gt;- Sou pequeno mas viajo muito e sei bem onde a avó mora! Eu até te levava, Capuchinho, mas és muito pesada! Já sei quem nos pode ajudar! Aladino! Aladino! – gritou ele.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130; font-size: large;"&gt;Inês estava boquiaberta!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130; font-size: large;"&gt;- Como é que vocês aparecem aqui?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130; font-size: large;"&gt;- Nós vivemos aqui, no meio dos teus livros e dos teus sonhos! – respondeu a Capuchinho.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130; font-size: large;"&gt;De repente surge Aladino no seu tapete mágico e diz:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130; font-size: large;"&gt;- Sobe! Eu levo-te à tua avó! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130; font-size: large;"&gt;Como o tapete estava alto, Inês mandou a Capuchinho subir para a cama. De lá foi fácil chegar ao tapete.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130; font-size: large;"&gt;- Agarra-te bem a mim! Vai ser uma viagem rápida!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130; font-size: large;"&gt;A Capuchinho subiu para o tapete e agarrou-se muito bem ao Aladino.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130; font-size: large;"&gt;Inês deu um pulo e foi abrir a porta. Já não chovia e ouvia-se os passarinhos cantar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130; font-size: large;"&gt;O tapete saiu disparado e atrás dele ia Peter Pan a voar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130; font-size: large;"&gt;Inês ficou na varanda a dizer adeus:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130; font-size: large;"&gt;-Adeus! Boa viagem e voltem sempre!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130; font-size: large;"&gt;A mãe estava a varrer o pátio e perguntou:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130; font-size: large;"&gt;- Inês, para quem estás a dizer adeus?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130; font-size: large;"&gt;Inês muito feliz respondeu : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130; font-size: large;"&gt;- Não viste os meus amigos a saírem a voar do meu quarto?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130; font-size: large;"&gt;A mãe não respondeu. Abanou a cabeça, sorriu e pensou:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130; font-size: large;"&gt;- Esta minha filha vive mesmo no mundo da fantasia! Olha que esta! Amigos que saem a voar!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130; font-size: large;"&gt;A mãe é adulta e os adultos não conseguem perceber as crianças nem o seu mundo da fantasia e da imaginação…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130; font-size: large;"&gt;Ah! É claro! Os adultos também não têm sonhos bonitos!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1845222504890004807-2532200941908780535?l=eb1calvario1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eb1calvario1.blogspot.com/feeds/2532200941908780535/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1845222504890004807&amp;postID=2532200941908780535' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1845222504890004807/posts/default/2532200941908780535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1845222504890004807/posts/default/2532200941908780535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eb1calvario1.blogspot.com/2011/02/uma-historia-colectiva.html' title='Uma história colectiva'/><author><name>Pedacitos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02399103471113948391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f9tr-4qRXBI/SeZnxZcr0jI/AAAAAAAAAeg/7_sVUo5eahE/S220/baptizado+Carolina+ESE+1+Abril+117.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FiF-AqtNcLc/TWq8TC511wI/AAAAAAAABnQ/qohurC68e3A/s72-c/mat%2B001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1845222504890004807.post-2507594312116862289</id><published>2011-02-23T12:05:00.004Z</published><updated>2011-02-27T20:55:15.384Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='charco com vida'/><title type='text'>O charco</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--mt_qdTWAEI/TWhHsuMJKWI/AAAAAAAABmY/mseZFENaO_k/s1600/todos+248+%2528Copy%2529.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" l6="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--mt_qdTWAEI/TWhHsuMJKWI/AAAAAAAABmY/mseZFENaO_k/s320/todos+248+%2528Copy%2529.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;O nosso charco parece que está a ganhar vida.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;As plantas que lá pusemos pegaram bem e algumas já estão a dar flor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ontem fomos lá colocar uma alga de água doce que a professora Zita trouxe de Aguiar de Sousa e vimos o primeiro animal: o alfaiate ( um insecto).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;O tempo parece que está a melhorar, pode ser que atraia mais animais para o nosso charco, enriquecendo a sua biodiversidade.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Yex3Ntd2K1o/TWhH1AG5lHI/AAAAAAAABmc/J-zCTZxiuY0/s1600/todos+254+%2528Copy%2529.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" l6="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Yex3Ntd2K1o/TWhH1AG5lHI/AAAAAAAABmc/J-zCTZxiuY0/s320/todos+254+%2528Copy%2529.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1845222504890004807-2507594312116862289?l=eb1calvario1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eb1calvario1.blogspot.com/feeds/2507594312116862289/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1845222504890004807&amp;postID=2507594312116862289' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1845222504890004807/posts/default/2507594312116862289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1845222504890004807/posts/default/2507594312116862289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eb1calvario1.blogspot.com/2011/02/o-charco.html' title='O charco'/><author><name>Pedacitos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02399103471113948391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f9tr-4qRXBI/SeZnxZcr0jI/AAAAAAAAAeg/7_sVUo5eahE/S220/baptizado+Carolina+ESE+1+Abril+117.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--mt_qdTWAEI/TWhHsuMJKWI/AAAAAAAABmY/mseZFENaO_k/s72-c/todos+248+%2528Copy%2529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1845222504890004807.post-86214517494020496</id><published>2011-02-22T17:36:00.002Z</published><updated>2011-08-18T09:54:01.556+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jogos matemáticos'/><title type='text'>Jogos matemáticos</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;A melhor maneira de aprender é a brincar! Na matemática temos trabalhado o cálculo mental, o raciocínio com dois jogos: Supertmatik e Gatos e cães. Nem damos conta do tempo passar!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;O &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Rúben&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; joga muito bem o Cães e gatos e ganha sempre por isso, tem jogado com cada um de nós para nos ensinar e explicar melhor o jogo. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; CLEAR: both" class="separator"&gt;&lt;a style="MARGIN-LEFT: 1em; MARGIN-RIGHT: 1em" href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-1yj9g9iABp0/TWhKs9oXsbI/AAAAAAAABms/s1ayGLATbmE/s1600/todos+144+%2528Copy%2529.jpg" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-1yj9g9iABp0/TWhKs9oXsbI/AAAAAAAABms/s1ayGLATbmE/s320/todos+144+%2528Copy%2529.jpg" width="320" height="212" l6="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; CLEAR: both" class="separator"&gt;&lt;a style="MARGIN-LEFT: 1em; MARGIN-RIGHT: 1em" href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-wBmpUsecd00/TWhK1OpId5I/AAAAAAAABmw/4wP0WVpuIwA/s1600/todos+146+%2528Copy%2529.jpg" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-wBmpUsecd00/TWhK1OpId5I/AAAAAAAABmw/4wP0WVpuIwA/s320/todos+146+%2528Copy%2529.jpg" width="320" height="212" l6="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;O Suppermatik é comprado mas o Gatos e cães pode ser feito como o fizemos, com um cartão reutilizado para a base e com tampas de garrafas como peças. Qualquer um pode fazer o seu jogo e treinar!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1845222504890004807-86214517494020496?l=eb1calvario1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eb1calvario1.blogspot.com/feeds/86214517494020496/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1845222504890004807&amp;postID=86214517494020496' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1845222504890004807/posts/default/86214517494020496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1845222504890004807/posts/default/86214517494020496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eb1calvario1.blogspot.com/2011/02/jogos-matematicos.html' title='Jogos matemáticos'/><author><name>Pedacitos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02399103471113948391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f9tr-4qRXBI/SeZnxZcr0jI/AAAAAAAAAeg/7_sVUo5eahE/S220/baptizado+Carolina+ESE+1+Abril+117.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-1yj9g9iABp0/TWhKs9oXsbI/AAAAAAAABms/s1ayGLATbmE/s72-c/todos+144+%2528Copy%2529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1845222504890004807.post-2269170394880362068</id><published>2011-02-14T17:33:00.011Z</published><updated>2011-02-26T11:58:38.057Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='escrita'/><title type='text'>Dia ... dos Afectos</title><content type='html'>Hoje comemora-se o Dia de S. Valentim mas na nossa sala falámos de afectos e de como são importantes na nossa vida. Estivemos a ver o que seriam e surgiu o título para um novo poema&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"No meu coração cabe..."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ficam aqui os nossos corações para espreitarem e ver o que guardam...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed flashvars="host=picasaweb.google.com&amp;amp;hl=pt_PT&amp;amp;feat=flashalbum&amp;amp;RGB=0x000000&amp;amp;feed=https%3A%2F%2Fpicasaweb.google.com%2Fdata%2Ffeed%2Fapi%2Fuser%2Feb1.calvario1%2Falbumid%2F5573682795543575761%3Falt%3Drss%26kind%3Dphoto%26hl%3Dpt_PT" height="192" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" src="https://picasaweb.google.com/s/c/bin/slideshow.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="288"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;No meu coração cabe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;Uma flor de encantar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;O meu coração sabe &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;que o importante é amar !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;Eu gosto de fazer corações.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;Esses corações são o amor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;Neste dia dos afectos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;Fazemos o coração rodar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;Rodar, mas rodar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;Pois o que importa é amar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;A minha ternura&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;É isto tudo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;É uma família&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;De que eu gosto.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;É muita bonita,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;É muito simples,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;Enche todo o meu coração!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;Daniela&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;No meu coração cabe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;o amor do pai, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;o amor da mãe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;e dos meus amigos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;No meu coração cabe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;a minha família,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;a paz, a paixão,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;o amor e o carinho.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;No meu coração cabem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;os animais , as florestas,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;as estrelas, os rios ,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;os mares e as estrelas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;No meu coração cabe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;o vermelho, o azul, o verde , o amarelo ,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;e o laranja&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;que pintam o mundo às cores!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;Rafael&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No meu coração cabe&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;uma música de encantar. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No meu coração cabe&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;o colo do meu pai.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No meu coração cabe&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;a paixão que me faz chorar.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No meu coração cabe&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;aquele lindo amor.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No meu coração cabe&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;a grande alegria.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No meu coração cabe&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;a grande amizade.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No meu coração cabe&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;a família que me faz feliz. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tudo o que me dão,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;guardo no meu coração&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;como uma recordação.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Vânia&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No meu coração cabe,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;o carinho do pai,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;o colo da mãe,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;o choro do irmão,…&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No meu coração cabe,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;o mar azul, brilhante,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;o pôr do sol que eu adoro!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No meu coração cabe,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Uma pequena sereia.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Que linda!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No meu coração cabe&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;uma estrela que brilha no céu,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;cabe, a família, a paz, a paixão,…&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No meu coração cabe,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;uma flor perfumada.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cátia&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;No&amp;nbsp;meu coração cabe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;O mundo, a paz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;O pai e a mãe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;E a felicidade que me dão.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;Eu tenho no meu coração&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;A flor da paixão &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;E o pai a dar a mão &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;a quem o quer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;O meu coração traz &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;O preto da noite&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;O azul do mar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;Tudo o e faz sonhar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;Ana&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;No meu coração cabe…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;A minha família,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;O meu amor a minha ternura&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;No meu coração cabe…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;O azul do mar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;E o amarelo do Sol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;No meu coração cabe…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;O pai, a mãe e até o irmão&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;O vermelho das fogueiras.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Cabem os afectos e o colo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Da emoção do sonho da vida.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Uma rosa de amor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;O meu coração está aberto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Para tudo o que vier&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;E não vier.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;No meu coração cabe &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;O mundo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Uma floresta perdida&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;No meu coração&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Que viverá para sempre!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Bruna&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;No meu coração cabe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;A minha mãe e o meu pai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;A minha família,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;A minha madrinha e o meu padrinho.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;No meu coração cabe a Natureza&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;Cabe o mar azul, as relvas verdinhas,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;E a estrelas da noite que andam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;Pelo céu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;A noite faz-me adormecer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;E só acordo de manhã, a sorrir.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;No meu coração cabe saúde, amor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;Harmonia, alegria e carinho.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;No meu coração cabe a minha vida!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;Filipa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;No meu coração cabe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;O mar, que eu adoro!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;No meu coração cabem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;As estrelas pelo céu a flutuar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;Mas o mais importante é…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;O amor que tenho pela família.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;O pai, a mãe, a irmã, os primos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;No meu coração tenho…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;Amizade, carinho, amor, alegria.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;Uma rosa perfumada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;Cheia de cor a brilhar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;Dentro do meu olhar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;Luísa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;No meu coração cabe &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;O amor, a ternura, a paixão&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;A família, o carinho &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;Que enche o coração.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;No meu coração cabe &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;O amor de mãe,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;A ternura do pai,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;A paixão de irmã.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;No meu coração cabe &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;A harmonia que tu me dás &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;A paz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;A palavra amizade.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;No meu coração cabe &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;Todo o mundo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;O vermelho, o amarelo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;As histórias de encantar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;No meu coração cabe &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;O verde das florestas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;O vermelho das cerejas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;O amarelo do girassol,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;O azul do céu,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;O brilhante das ondas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;No coração cabe o mundo e a paixão.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;Maria&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;No meu coração cabe o amor, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;a ternura e até mesmo a paixão.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No meu coração cabe também…&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O colo do pai,o amor da mãe e a ajuda da irmã.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;quando eu entro no meu coração&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;há lá sempre um espacinho vazio&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;para alguém.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E no teu coração, há lá sempre algum espacinho?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sílvia&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No meu coração cabe&lt;br /&gt;muito amor e paz&lt;br /&gt;para ter muita fantasia&lt;br /&gt;e estar com a família.&lt;br /&gt;No meu coração cabe&lt;br /&gt;muita saúde para todos nós &lt;br /&gt;para que estejamos todos alegres.&lt;br /&gt;E bonitos para namorar!&lt;br /&gt;No meu coração cabe&lt;br /&gt;o namoro com todas as cores.&lt;br /&gt;No meu coração cabe&lt;br /&gt;muita harmonia, colo,&lt;br /&gt;paixão, carinho, amizade, e ternura.&lt;br /&gt;No meu coração cabem &lt;br /&gt;os amigos que estão &lt;br /&gt;comigo.&lt;br /&gt;Marta&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No meu coração cabe&lt;br /&gt;A mãe, o pai, os avós,&lt;br /&gt;os primos , as tias&lt;br /&gt;e os amigos também.&lt;br /&gt;No meu coração cabe &lt;br /&gt;o amor da mãe,&lt;br /&gt;o amor do pai&lt;br /&gt;e o amor do irmão.&lt;br /&gt;No meu coração cabe&lt;br /&gt;o azul do mar&lt;br /&gt;que eu adoro &lt;br /&gt;e uma rosa perfumada.&lt;br /&gt;No meu coração cabe&lt;br /&gt;o vermelho&lt;br /&gt;do coração a bater&lt;br /&gt;e a saltitar.&lt;br /&gt;Ricardo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dentro do meu coração &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cabe o amor da família&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Que me guarda e trata bem&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Com muito amor e alegria.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;No meu coração&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Guardo memórias da minha família&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Que me dão colo, e harmonia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;E me ajudam a ser feliz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Dentro do meu coração&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Encontrei a mãe, o pai, e o irmão&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Que me dão vida&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;E o mar azul de que eu gosto,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Para brincar com muita energia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Dentro do meu coração&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Cabe a família, e isso é o que importa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;O amor, a amizade, e a paz,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Que me ajudam a ver o que é a felicidade.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Rita&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;No meu coração cabe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;A paz, a paixão,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;A família, o amor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;A amizade e a harmonia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;No meu coração cabe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;O colo da mãe,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;O carinho do pai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;E a paz do irmão.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;Formamos uma flor bonita!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;No meu coração cabe &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;A Natureza, a brincadeira&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;O mar azul e brilhante,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;Que nos leva até muito distante.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;Rúben&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;No meu coração cabem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;Palavras bonitas como carinho, amor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;Mas não cabem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;Palavras feias como guerra, dor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;No meu coração cabe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;Paz, harmonia, sol,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;E muita, muita amizade.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;A minha família é o meu farol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;No meu coração não cabe a palavra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;Morte nem a palavra guerra.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;Mas no meu coração cabem as palavras pai e mãe. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;Samuel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d;"&gt;No meu coração cabe &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d;"&gt;a minha família &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d;"&gt;de tanto carinho,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d;"&gt;nem dá para a esquecer! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d;"&gt;No meu coração cabe &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d;"&gt;a minha imaginação&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d;"&gt;a sonhar com a paz &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d;"&gt;e a harmonia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d;"&gt;No meu coração cabem &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d;"&gt;as coisas lindas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d;"&gt;e as coisas feias &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d;"&gt;cheias de diferenças.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d;"&gt;No meu coração cabe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d;"&gt;a natureza&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d;"&gt;cheia de flores e de animais&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d;"&gt;que fazem surgir a beleza.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d;"&gt;Tiago&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;No meu coração cabe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;Uma música de encantar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;Toda a gente sabe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;Como é saber amar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;No meu coração cabe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;A paz e o amor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;Os meus pais sabem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;De que cor é o meu amor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #45818e;"&gt;Cláudio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1845222504890004807-2269170394880362068?l=eb1calvario1.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f9tr-4qRXBI/SeZnxZcr0jI/AAAAAAAAAeg/7_sVUo5eahE/S220/baptizado+Carolina+ESE+1+Abril+117.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1845222504890004807.post-1735800433851156403</id><published>2011-02-11T17:20:00.003Z</published><updated>2011-02-27T21:45:43.208Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='concursos'/><title type='text'>Uma fotografia para representar os Afectos</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SB25vY7lDxs/TWrCYO-tN7I/AAAAAAAABnw/-4sZte9LtsA/s1600/afectos%2B005%2B%2528Copy%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A Biblioteca da E.B.2.3. lançou um desafio e, como já é habitual, nós enviámos os nossos trabalhos.&lt;br /&gt;Cada um pôde dar uma ideia para o trabalho e as que foram consideradas mais interessantes avançaram. Quisemos mostrar representações de afectos com as nossas mãos, o nosso corpo,... Depois foi só enviar para a Biblioteca, devidamente identificadas.&lt;br /&gt;Ficam aqui as nossas fotografias.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xziV3sLQ98U/TWrFl7KHVbI/AAAAAAAABn4/tffM7RZxeYA/s1600/Sem%2Bt%25C3%25ADtulo.bmp" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="130" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578488343777727922" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xziV3sLQ98U/TWrFl7KHVbI/AAAAAAAABn4/tffM7RZxeYA/s320/Sem%2Bt%25C3%25ADtulo.bmp" style="display: block; height: 130px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 200px;" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1845222504890004807-1735800433851156403?l=eb1calvario1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eb1calvario1.blogspot.com/feeds/1735800433851156403/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1845222504890004807&amp;postID=1735800433851156403' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1845222504890004807/posts/default/1735800433851156403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1845222504890004807/posts/default/1735800433851156403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eb1calvario1.blogspot.com/2011/02/uma-fotografia-para-representar-os.html' title='Uma fotografia para representar os Afectos'/><author><name>Pedacitos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02399103471113948391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f9tr-4qRXBI/SeZnxZcr0jI/AAAAAAAAAeg/7_sVUo5eahE/S220/baptizado+Carolina+ESE+1+Abril+117.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xziV3sLQ98U/TWrFl7KHVbI/AAAAAAAABn4/tffM7RZxeYA/s72-c/Sem%2Bt%25C3%25ADtulo.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1845222504890004807.post-8406427273244418068</id><published>2011-02-09T23:32:00.003Z</published><updated>2011-08-18T10:07:35.983+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Projectos'/><title type='text'>Verdadeiras artistas!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tI3P23L9jN0/TkzWHSWCVoI/AAAAAAAABtc/TVZnBbfQs7s/s1600/Meninos%2Bde%2Btodas%2Bas%2Bcores..bmp"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hoje sou eu, a professora que ocupo este espaço porque quero partilhar convosco umas pequenas maravilhas! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 285px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 114px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642119427310437026" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-E_c58Hsps3E/TkzVudUrQqI/AAAAAAAABtU/xpHhbG2-BpI/s200/Meninos%2Bde%2Btodas%2Bas%2Bcores.bmp" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;Temos andado numa azáfama na sala a preparar o trabalho para o concurso "Conta-nos uma história". Tivemos que escolher as vozes, ensaiar, fazer pesquisas para depois construir as imagens de fundo, criar as personagens que irão animar a história,... É um corre-corre e todos têm que fazer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;Hoje não resisto a mostrar-vos os desenhos feitos pela &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Sílvia &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;e pela &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bruna&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; para as personagens! Quando se falou em criar as personagens, a turma apontou logo os nomes delas. As duas fizeram os desenhos e toda a turma os pintou, por isso, os desenhos são de todos. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1845222504890004807-8406427273244418068?l=eb1calvario1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eb1calvario1.blogspot.com/feeds/8406427273244418068/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1845222504890004807&amp;postID=8406427273244418068' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1845222504890004807/posts/default/8406427273244418068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1845222504890004807/posts/default/8406427273244418068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eb1calvario1.blogspot.com/2011/02/verdadeiras-artistas.html' title='Verdadeiras artistas!'/><author><name>Pedacitos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02399103471113948391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f9tr-4qRXBI/SeZnxZcr0jI/AAAAAAAAAeg/7_sVUo5eahE/S220/baptizado+Carolina+ESE+1+Abril+117.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-E_c58Hsps3E/TkzVudUrQqI/AAAAAAAABtU/xpHhbG2-BpI/s72-c/Meninos%2Bde%2Btodas%2Bas%2Bcores.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1845222504890004807.post-2461148201746479103</id><published>2011-02-04T19:16:00.003Z</published><updated>2011-02-27T20:56:37.624Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Actividades Escola'/><title type='text'>Encontro com o escritor João Pedro Mésseder</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f9tr-4qRXBI/TUyUcyZqtSI/AAAAAAAABjI/nPcZqyP8BU0/s1600/jp+messeder+p+031.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" height="132" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f9tr-4qRXBI/TUyUcyZqtSI/AAAAAAAABjI/nPcZqyP8BU0/s200/jp+messeder+p+031.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Finalmente recebemos o escritor João Pedro Mésseder na nossa escola.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Nestes dois útimos meses andámos a conhecer os seus livros:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Criámos poemas e histórias por antecipação dos&amp;nbsp;títulos, fizemos recriação&amp;nbsp;de poemas e fizemos&amp;nbsp; uma canção com titulos ou expressões dos seus livros. Quem nos tem visitado aqui já ficou a conhecer alguns dos trabalhos que fizemos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Os&amp;nbsp; trabalhos que criámos foram expostos nas paredes&amp;nbsp; exteriores do pavilhão e o recreio ficou muito bonito e colorido.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Dentro do pavilhão&amp;nbsp;pudemos fazer-lhe perguntas para o conhecer melhor:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ficámos a saber que desde sempre gostou de ler e que ainda hoje espera a noite para o fazer durante uma ou duas horas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;-Aprendemos que se inspira nas palavras boas que são doces, macias, bonitas,... e nas feias que são cortantes, ... como referimos no nosso poema.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Esta visita mostrou-nos que todos podemos ser escritores, basta-nos querer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;No fim oferecemos-lhe um conjunto de porta lápis, porta-moedas, bolsa de pen e bolsa para telemóvel feitos por nós. O 1º ano ofereceu-lhe um poema feito em grupo, que o Vicente leu, e muito bem!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A visita terminou com as dedicatórias feitas pelo autor nos nossos livros.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ficam aqui algumas fotos e brevemente apresentaremos a nossa canção...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;embed flashvars="cy=ok&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=3314649325792974143&amp;amp;site=widget-3f.slide.com" name="flashticker" quality="high" salign="l" scale="noscale" src="http://widget-3f.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" style="height: 320px; width: 426px;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; width: 426px;"&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/1845222504890004807-2461148201746479103?l=eb1calvario1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eb1calvario1.blogspot.com/feeds/2461148201746479103/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1845222504890004807&amp;postID=2461148201746479103' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1845222504890004807/posts/default/2461148201746479103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1845222504890004807/posts/default/2461148201746479103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eb1calvario1.blogspot.com/2011/02/encontro-com-o-escritor-joao-pedro.html' title='Encontro com o escritor João Pedro Mésseder'/><author><name>Pedacitos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02399103471113948391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f9tr-4qRXBI/SeZnxZcr0jI/AAAAAAAAAeg/7_sVUo5eahE/S220/baptizado+Carolina+ESE+1+Abril+117.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f9tr-4qRXBI/TUyUcyZqtSI/AAAAAAAABjI/nPcZqyP8BU0/s72-c/jp+messeder+p+031.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1845222504890004807.post-7043321167549740769</id><published>2011-01-27T15:36:00.002Z</published><updated>2011-08-21T18:38:21.338+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Expressão Plástica'/><title type='text'>Mais umas bolsas...</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Vamos receber na escola o escritor João Pedro Mésseder e, além de prepararmos muitos cartazes com os nossos trabalhos, estivemos a fazer umas bolsas para lhe oferecer iguais à que fizemos para vender na Feira de S. Martinho. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 160px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 109px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643363599499817266" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Hi-EQsielzQ/TlFBSz6OcTI/AAAAAAAABt0/Rz4LSkdhBj0/s200/quadro%2Bjoanh%2Brelvinhas%2B002.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; A&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Cátia cose muito bem e por isso foi ajudando os outros. Fizemos um conjunto de porta-lápis, porta-moedas, bolsa de pen e bolsa de telemóvel. Ficaram muito bonitos, são muito úteis e ele vai gostar, de certeza! &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 162px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 107px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643364874440800498" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-W7_YWnK3PU0/TlFCdBb1-PI/AAAAAAAABuE/WnWV-M8drIA/s200/quadro%2Bjoanh%2Brelvinhas%2B003.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1845222504890004807-7043321167549740769?l=eb1calvario1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eb1calvario1.blogspot.com/feeds/7043321167549740769/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1845222504890004807&amp;postID=7043321167549740769' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1845222504890004807/posts/default/7043321167549740769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1845222504890004807/posts/default/7043321167549740769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eb1calvario1.blogspot.com/2011/01/mais-umas-bolsas.html' title='Mais umas bolsas...'/><author><name>Pedacitos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02399103471113948391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f9tr-4qRXBI/SeZnxZcr0jI/AAAAAAAAAeg/7_sVUo5eahE/S220/baptizado+Carolina+ESE+1+Abril+117.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Hi-EQsielzQ/TlFBSz6OcTI/AAAAAAAABt0/Rz4LSkdhBj0/s72-c/quadro%2Bjoanh%2Brelvinhas%2B002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1845222504890004807.post-7604225400491795411</id><published>2011-01-26T15:41:00.002Z</published><updated>2011-02-27T20:57:04.338Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='comunicação'/><title type='text'>Como falamos...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Estivemos a fazer um jogo,em que fazíamos, a representação de frases apresentadas num cartão. Alguns de nós tinham uma personagem: o motorista, a senhora da frutaria, o médico,...Os que não tinham personagens, eram eles próprios.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Cada uma recebeu um cartão, leu a frase e fez a representação:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Perguntar ao motorista a que horas sai o autocarro.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;- Pedir a régua emprestada ao Rúben.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;- Perguntar ao carteiro onde é a Rua da Paz.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;- Perguntar à senhora da frutaria o preço das laranjas.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;- Dizer à Ana para atirar a bola.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;- Avisar o senhor José que tem o pneu furado.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Com este jogo explorámos a forma nomo nos dirigimos às pessoas. Não falamos da mesmo maneira para os amigos e para o médico, por exemplo. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;No fim, fizemos este quadro resumo: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Calibri; font-weight: bold; language: pt; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-font-family: +mj-cs; mso-fareast-font-family: +mj-ea; mso-font-kerning: 12.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Aprendi que&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Calibri; language: pt; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-font-family: +mj-cs; mso-color-index: 1; mso-fareast-font-family: +mj-ea; mso-font-kerning: 12.0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;• Uso formas como &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Calibri; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; language: pt; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-font-family: +mj-cs; mso-color-index: 1; mso-fareast-font-family: +mj-ea; mso-font-kerning: 12.0pt;"&gt;queres, tens, vais, …&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Calibri; language: pt; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-font-family: +mj-cs; mso-color-index: 1; mso-fareast-font-family: +mj-ea; mso-font-kerning: 12.0pt;"&gt; e frases do tipo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;u style="text-underline: single;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Calibri; language: pt; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-font-family: +mj-cs; mso-color-index: 1; mso-fareast-font-family: +mj-ea; mso-font-kerning: 12.0pt;"&gt;imperativo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Calibri; language: pt; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-font-family: +mj-cs; mso-color-index: 1; mso-fareast-font-family: +mj-ea; mso-font-kerning: 12.0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;quando falo com &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;u style="text-underline: single;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Calibri; language: pt; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-font-family: +mj-cs; mso-color-index: 1; mso-fareast-font-family: +mj-ea; mso-font-kerning: 12.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;alguém conhecido ou da minha idade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Calibri; language: pt; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-font-family: +mj-cs; mso-color-index: 1; mso-fareast-font-family: +mj-ea; mso-font-kerning: 12.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Calibri; language: pt; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-font-family: +mj-cs; mso-color-index: 1; mso-fareast-font-family: +mj-ea; mso-font-kerning: 12.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Calibri; language: pt; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-font-family: +mj-cs; mso-color-index: 1; mso-fareast-font-family: +mj-ea; mso-font-kerning: 12.0pt;"&gt;Uso formas como &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Calibri; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; language: pt; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-font-family: +mj-cs; mso-color-index: 1; mso-fareast-font-family: +mj-ea; mso-font-kerning: 12.0pt;"&gt;quer, tem, vai, podia, …&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Calibri; language: pt; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-font-family: +mj-cs; mso-color-index: 1; mso-fareast-font-family: +mj-ea; mso-font-kerning: 12.0pt;"&gt; e frases do tipo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;u style="text-underline: single;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Calibri; language: pt; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-font-family: +mj-cs; mso-color-index: 1; mso-fareast-font-family: +mj-ea; mso-font-kerning: 12.0pt;"&gt;interrogativo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Calibri; language: pt; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-font-family: +mj-cs; mso-color-index: 1; mso-fareast-font-family: +mj-ea; mso-font-kerning: 12.0pt;"&gt; quando falo com &lt;/span&gt;&lt;u style="text-underline: single;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Calibri; language: pt; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-font-family: +mj-cs; mso-color-index: 1; mso-fareast-font-family: +mj-ea; mso-font-kerning: 12.0pt;"&gt;alguém que não conheço ou com pessoas mais velhas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Calibri; language: pt; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-font-family: +mj-cs; mso-color-index: 1; mso-fareast-font-family: +mj-ea; mso-font-kerning: 12.0pt;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Neste caso, tenho cuidado com o tom de voz e com a delicadeza das palavras.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Calibri; language: pt; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-font-family: +mj-cs; mso-color-index: 1; mso-fareast-font-family: +mj-ea; mso-font-kerning: 12.0pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Calibri; language: pt; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-font-family: +mj-cs; mso-color-index: 1; mso-fareast-font-family: +mj-ea; mso-font-kerning: 12.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Calibri; language: pt; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-font-family: +mj-cs; mso-color-index: 1; mso-fareast-font-family: +mj-ea; mso-font-kerning: 12.0pt;"&gt;• Uso palavras e expressões especiais para ser &lt;/span&gt;&lt;u style="text-underline: single;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Calibri; language: pt; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-font-family: +mj-cs; mso-color-index: 1; mso-fareast-font-family: +mj-ea; mso-font-kerning: 12.0pt;"&gt;bem-educado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Calibri; language: pt; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-font-family: +mj-cs; mso-color-index: 1; mso-fareast-font-family: +mj-ea; mso-font-kerning: 12.0pt;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Foi um prazer apresentar-vos este trabalho! Voltem sempre!&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/1845222504890004807-7604225400491795411?l=eb1calvario1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eb1calvario1.blogspot.com/feeds/7604225400491795411/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1845222504890004807&amp;postID=7604225400491795411' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1845222504890004807/posts/default/7604225400491795411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1845222504890004807/posts/default/7604225400491795411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eb1calvario1.blogspot.com/2011/01/como-falamos.html' title='Como falamos...'/><author><name>Pedacitos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02399103471113948391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f9tr-4qRXBI/SeZnxZcr0jI/AAAAAAAAAeg/7_sVUo5eahE/S220/baptizado+Carolina+ESE+1+Abril+117.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1845222504890004807.post-2760234938312568509</id><published>2011-01-24T17:57:00.006Z</published><updated>2011-02-27T20:57:29.190Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Projectos'/><title type='text'>Construção do charco</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Depois de muito investigar e falar sobre charcos, finalmente construímos o nosso.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;O pai da Ana, começou na semana passada a vir&amp;nbsp;ajudar a escavar porque o terreno era muito duro. Hoje todos nós ajudámos a tirar depois a terra, com uma pá. Até o 1º ano tinha força para levantar a pá!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Quando o buraco estava pronto, forrámos com papel de jornal e colocámos plástico por cima. Deitámos umas pás de areia e terra com muito musgo no fundo e a toda a volta do charco, dando-lhe um aspecto mais natural. Atirámos pequenos troncos para o fundo. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Quando acabámos, começámos a encher de água. Temos que deitar água vinda do ribeiro para ver se conseguimos já trazer algumas espécies mas hoje já vai ficar com alguma água. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Agora temos que trazer plantas para povoar o nosso charco e a zona à volta. A professora apresentou-nos uma proposta que vem no jornal da Quercus ambiente deste mês: "Criar um jardim de plantas autóctones". Nós já falámos disto e sabemos que são espécies próprias da nossa região. Vamos começar a trabalhar esta proposta , também.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f9tr-4qRXBI/TT28zQzWABI/AAAAAAAABhM/hsbouPgUoGQ/s1600/charco+103.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" s5="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f9tr-4qRXBI/TT28zQzWABI/AAAAAAAABhM/hsbouPgUoGQ/s200/charco+103.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f9tr-4qRXBI/TT280yY75GI/AAAAAAAABhQ/Hnt_7Y5hhuA/s1600/charco+105.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" s5="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f9tr-4qRXBI/TT280yY75GI/AAAAAAAABhQ/Hnt_7Y5hhuA/s200/charco+105.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; 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border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f9tr-4qRXBI/TT283ZYc0ZI/AAAAAAAABhY/gEncHNJXEX4/s1600/charco+116.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" s5="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f9tr-4qRXBI/TT283ZYc0ZI/AAAAAAAABhY/gEncHNJXEX4/s200/charco+116.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f9tr-4qRXBI/TT287QKk2xI/AAAAAAAABho/Yj-6R5XlUTw/s1600/charco+175.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" s5="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f9tr-4qRXBI/TT287QKk2xI/AAAAAAAABho/Yj-6R5XlUTw/s200/charco+175.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f9tr-4qRXBI/TT2899qfopI/AAAAAAAABhw/Bn9NrsfE8WA/s1600/charco+204.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; 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border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;O nosso charco e a nossa floresta autóctone vão ficar uma maravilha! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1845222504890004807-2760234938312568509?l=eb1calvario1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eb1calvario1.blogspot.com/feeds/2760234938312568509/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1845222504890004807&amp;postID=2760234938312568509' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1845222504890004807/posts/default/2760234938312568509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1845222504890004807/posts/default/2760234938312568509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eb1calvario1.blogspot.com/2011/01/costrucao-do-charco.html' title='Construção do charco'/><author><name>Pedacitos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02399103471113948391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f9tr-4qRXBI/SeZnxZcr0jI/AAAAAAAAAeg/7_sVUo5eahE/S220/baptizado+Carolina+ESE+1+Abril+117.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f9tr-4qRXBI/TT28zQzWABI/AAAAAAAABhM/hsbouPgUoGQ/s72-c/charco+103.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1845222504890004807.post-7300817336215306394</id><published>2011-01-17T18:13:00.018Z</published><updated>2011-08-18T11:04:18.747+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jogos matemáticos'/><title type='text'>Jogo "Gatos e cães"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; TEXT-ALIGN: center; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; CLEAR: both; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BORDER-RIGHT: medium none" class="separator"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; TEXT-ALIGN: justify; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BORDER-RIGHT: medium none"&gt;Há um jogo novo que vamos trabalhar na sala: "Gatos e cães".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; TEXT-ALIGN: justify; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BORDER-RIGHT: medium none"&gt;É realizado num tabuleiro, com dois conjuntos de 28 peças (os cães e os gatos). Joga-se com 2 jogadores.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; TEXT-ALIGN: justify; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BORDER-RIGHT: medium none"&gt;Os tabuleiros foram feitos aprooveitando cartão grosso de publicidade e para os animais usámos tampas de garrafas. Hoje estivemos a fazer os conjuntos de peças de duas cores para cada tabuleiro e começámos a jogar "a sério". É um jogo muito interessante e fácil de fazer, reaproveitando materiais!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; TEXT-ALIGN: justify; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BORDER-RIGHT: medium none"&gt;Alguns começaram logo a jogar bem e agora ajudam os colegas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; TEXT-ALIGN: justify; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BORDER-RIGHT: medium none"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f9tr-4qRXBI/TT3CjI10z9I/AAAAAAAABic/TfcSprnzo_A/s200/charco+093.jpg" width="200" height="150" s5="true" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; TEXT-ALIGN: center; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; CLEAR: both; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BORDER-RIGHT: medium none" class="separator"&gt;&lt;a style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 1em; FLOAT: left; CLEAR: left; MARGIN-RIGHT: 1em; cssfloat: left" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f9tr-4qRXBI/TT3CjI10z9I/AAAAAAAABic/TfcSprnzo_A/s1600/charco+093.jpg" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f9tr-4qRXBI/TT3CqvhzyPI/AAAAAAAABik/5RuiR22V_Ck/s200/charco+077.jpg" width="200" height="150" s5="true" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; TEXT-ALIGN: center; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; CLEAR: both; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BORDER-RIGHT: medium none" class="separator"&gt;Este jogo é barato e é muito interessante!&lt;a style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 1em; FLOAT: left; CLEAR: left; MARGIN-RIGHT: 1em; cssfloat: left" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f9tr-4qRXBI/TT3CqvhzyPI/AAAAAAAABik/5RuiR22V_Ck/s1600/charco+077.jpg" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BORDER-RIGHT: medium none"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f9tr-4qRXBI/TUSX14U1emI/AAAAAAAABi4/wq0Fq0djCT4/s200/charco+080.jpg" width="200" height="150" s5="true" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f9tr-4qRXBI/TUSXfOL599I/AAAAAAAABi0/C7z09tmN4i8/s200/charco+091.jpg" width="200" height="150" s5="true" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1845222504890004807-7300817336215306394?l=eb1calvario1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eb1calvario1.blogspot.com/feeds/7300817336215306394/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1845222504890004807&amp;postID=7300817336215306394' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1845222504890004807/posts/default/7300817336215306394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1845222504890004807/posts/default/7300817336215306394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eb1calvario1.blogspot.com/2011/01/jogo-gatos-e-caes.html' title='Jogo &quot;Gatos e cães&quot;'/><author><name>Pedacitos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02399103471113948391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f9tr-4qRXBI/SeZnxZcr0jI/AAAAAAAAAeg/7_sVUo5eahE/S220/baptizado+Carolina+ESE+1+Abril+117.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f9tr-4qRXBI/TT3CjI10z9I/AAAAAAAABic/TfcSprnzo_A/s72-c/charco+093.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1845222504890004807.post-3578372041320850423</id><published>2011-01-12T17:27:00.005Z</published><updated>2011-02-04T23:43:55.596Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='escrita'/><title type='text'>À maneira de João Pedro Mésseder</title><content type='html'>Mais uma vez andámos&amp;nbsp;à roda dos livros de João Pedro Mésseder para conhecer melhor este autor.&lt;br /&gt;Hoje foi a vez de&amp;nbsp;criar um texto texto por antecipação do título ou da ilustração . Foi&amp;nbsp;o que fizemos&amp;nbsp;com o livro "Caneta feliz". Cada um criou a sua história e no fim lêmos a original para comparar. Não há dúvida que a imaginação não tem fim pois os nossos textos eram muito diferentes do original e entre si. &lt;br /&gt;Ficam aqui algumas delas para verem. Depois é só procurar a verdadeira "Caneta feliz", para comparar.&lt;br /&gt;Caneta feliz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f9tr-4qRXBI/TUyO7DE112I/AAAAAAAABjE/8TaJ5Vd2_5Y/s1600/palavras+001.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" height="230" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f9tr-4qRXBI/TUyO7DE112I/AAAAAAAABjE/8TaJ5Vd2_5Y/s320/palavras+001.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Era uma vez uma caneta feliz que adorava escrever.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Um dia a caneta feliz sentiu-se solitária.Setia que ninguém gostava dela. À tarde, quando os amigos estavam a brincar, ela disse:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-Ninguém gosta de mim, só escrevo…&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(Os amigos da caneta feliz não escrevem!)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A caneta feliz pensou:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-Se eu os ensinar a escrever…Já sei! Vou fazer a minha própria escola para todos os meus amigos! Eles vão adorar!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A caneta feliz foi então à procura dos seus amigos. Quando os encontrou disse:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-Amigos! Querem ir à minha escola?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-À tua escola? – interrogaram todos ao mesmo tempo.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-Sim, à minha escola! – exclama a caneta feliz. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Os amigos muito admirados aceitaram.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A caneta feliz já não se sente mais solitária, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;porque de amigos é MILIONÁRIA!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Luísa&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Era uma vez uma caneta feliz que viajava no passado, no futuro, nos sonhos e nos corações das&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;pessoas.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A caneta tinha uma coisa especial. Essa coisa era …&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ela tinha as sete cores do arco-íris e transformava o mal no bem e o feio no bonito.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Certo dia a caneta feliz arranjou uma amiga nova e então brincou, e brincou… e não reparou que tudo estava a ficar triste, sem cor, tudo cinzento. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Aquilo nunca tinha acontecido!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Foi nesse preciso momento que a caneta teve uma ideia e, muito rapidamente, escreveu: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- Amor, paz, ternura, alegria, paixão …&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E num abrir e fechar de olhos…tudo voltou a ficar bonito! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sílvia&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;Era uma vez um a caneta muito feliz, saltitava de coração em coração. Adorava todas as melodias que os amores cantavam.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Para ela era uma alegria, as pessoas que ia conhecendo na sua missão. Caloria as pessoas que ia marcar na sua viagem. Conhecia meninas, amarelos, vermelhas, brancas, castanhos, pretos, frutos, mas não só seres humanos, também animais, do fundo do mar, do céu e da terra.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Peixes, caranguejos, baleias, tubarões… &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A vida dela é um sonho. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ela agora diz adeus. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A vida dela é imensa, não posso contar, é um segredo.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bruna&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Era uma vez uma caneta. Ela era muito feliz. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sempre que ela escrevia, uma luzinha surgia.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A caneta viajava de um pais para o outro, sempre a escrever.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Um dia a caneta parou numa secretaria muito feliz com muitas flores. A menina, dona daquela casa, encontrou-a. Quando começou a escrever com ela, um mundo cheio de amor e paz aparecia a amizade também.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Então ela ela ficou dela e ficou com ela em casa.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Maria&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Era uma vez uma caneta feliz.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Um dia a caneta escreveu a palavra Inglatera e ,quando deu por ela já estava em Inglatera.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A caneta disse:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-Eu gostava de conhecer Cabo Verde! Então escreveu a palavra e foi lá parar.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Quando chegou lá, a Cabo Verde, estava á beira de uma escola.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Entrou lá e um menino viu-a e pegou nela.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ele tinha muitas dificuldades mas, a partir desse dia, o menino numca mais teve dificuldades!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Então o menino soube que a caneta era mágica.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Passado um mês a caneta teve de se ir embora.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Então escreveu a palavra Portugal.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Agora a caneta todos os dias estava feliz, por ter ido a Cabo Verde, a Inglatera, e voltando a Portugal. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rúben&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;Era uma vez uma caneta muito feliz porque todos a tratavam bem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;Andava de palavra em palavra, de coração em coração e de país em país. Esta caneta era especial.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;Um dia um menino chamado André estava a desenhar com ela e ouviu um barulho estranho, parecia uma risada. Chamou a sua mãe para ver se era ela que se estava a rir, mas não era ela.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;-Se não é a minha mãe quem se está a rir, quem será? – perguntou André a si próprio.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;Passado algum tempo, quando ele fazia um outro desenho, ouviu então alguém a chamar por ele.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;-Quem é que me está a chamar? – disse ele furiosamente.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;-Sou eu, sou eu a caneta com que tu estás a escrever! – respondeu a caneta.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;-Tu falas? – interrogou André muito admirado.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;-Sim, falo e escrevo muito bem! – respondeu a caneta.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;-Como te chamas? – disse o André&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;- Chamo-me Caneta Feliz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;Logo de seguida, o André, percebeu que o que ela adorava era escrever e então começou a escrever começou a escrever paixão, amor, paz, amizade…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;E assim ficaram amigos para sempre, no mundo da escrita.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;Cátia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1845222504890004807-3578372041320850423?l=eb1calvario1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eb1calvario1.blogspot.com/feeds/3578372041320850423/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1845222504890004807&amp;postID=3578372041320850423' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1845222504890004807/posts/default/3578372041320850423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1845222504890004807/posts/default/3578372041320850423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eb1calvario1.blogspot.com/2011/01/maneira-de-joao-pedro-messeder.html' title='À maneira de João Pedro Mésseder'/><author><name>Pedacitos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02399103471113948391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f9tr-4qRXBI/SeZnxZcr0jI/AAAAAAAAAeg/7_sVUo5eahE/S220/baptizado+Carolina+ESE+1+Abril+117.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f9tr-4qRXBI/TUyO7DE112I/AAAAAAAABjE/8TaJ5Vd2_5Y/s72-c/palavras+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1845222504890004807.post-2270402628333918909</id><published>2011-01-11T15:29:00.003Z</published><updated>2011-01-17T22:45:32.023Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Actividades Escola'/><title type='text'>Cantar as Janeiras</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f9tr-4qRXBI/TS97yEoVPVI/AAAAAAAABgY/-IB4cpLnNks/s1600/reis+035.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" n4="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f9tr-4qRXBI/TS97yEoVPVI/AAAAAAAABgY/-IB4cpLnNks/s200/reis+035.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f9tr-4qRXBI/TS82c2ArumI/AAAAAAAABgU/AO5U9vJapGw/s1600/reis+031.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" n4="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f9tr-4qRXBI/TS82c2ArumI/AAAAAAAABgU/AO5U9vJapGw/s200/reis+031.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Tem estado muito frio e chuva por isso só hoje é que pudemos ir cantar as Janeiras. &lt;br /&gt;De manhã saimos com o primeiro ano e andámos pelas ruas da&amp;nbsp;Portela. De tarde o segundo e quarto ano cantaram as Janeiras na Costa.&lt;br /&gt;A maioria deu-nos dinheiro mas uma senhora deu-nos uma saca de rebuçados.&lt;br /&gt;Gostávamos de ir a mais sitios mas&amp;nbsp;é impossível, tínhamos que&amp;nbsp;passar a semana a cantar! Para o ano há mais pois esta é uma tradição muito importante!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fica aqui a nossa canção...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/il3IJZMlagQ?hl=pt&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/il3IJZMlagQ?hl=pt&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1845222504890004807-2270402628333918909?l=eb1calvario1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eb1calvario1.blogspot.com/feeds/2270402628333918909/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1845222504890004807&amp;postID=2270402628333918909' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1845222504890004807/posts/default/2270402628333918909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1845222504890004807/posts/default/2270402628333918909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eb1calvario1.blogspot.com/2011/01/cantar-as-janeiras.html' title='Cantar as Janeiras'/><author><name>Pedacitos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02399103471113948391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f9tr-4qRXBI/SeZnxZcr0jI/AAAAAAAAAeg/7_sVUo5eahE/S220/baptizado+Carolina+ESE+1+Abril+117.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f9tr-4qRXBI/TS97yEoVPVI/AAAAAAAABgY/-IB4cpLnNks/s72-c/reis+035.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1845222504890004807.post-7312042405767822518</id><published>2011-01-08T19:06:00.003Z</published><updated>2011-01-10T10:52:01.509Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='concursos'/><title type='text'>Concurso de árvores de Natal - Eco Escolas</title><content type='html'>A escola sede do nosso agrupamento que está inscrita nas &lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eco Escolas&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;participou no concurso&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; "Natal amarelo". &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f9tr-4qRXBI/TSi3RCQv5fI/AAAAAAAABgQ/lQGQHCc3o5Y/s1600/67f61d70efac7a77e8733fa528b5273b33877e32.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f9tr-4qRXBI/TSi3RCQv5fI/AAAAAAAABgQ/lQGQHCc3o5Y/s200/67f61d70efac7a77e8733fa528b5273b33877e32.jpg" width="157" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Este concurso propunha a criação&amp;nbsp;de uma árvore de Natal em que predominasse a cor amarela, feita a partir de embalagens da Tetra Pak usadas.&amp;nbsp;Devia ainda&amp;nbsp;enviar uma mensagem ambiental como&amp;nbsp;mensagem da árvore amarela. &lt;br /&gt;Decorre agora a votação para eleger a melhor árvore. &lt;br /&gt;A votação decorre até ao dia 21 de Janeiro e é feita online, aqui...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://natalamarelo.simenoamarelo.pt/536/escola-eb-2-3-sobreira.htm"&gt;Escola EB 2,3 Sobreira - Natal - Sim, é no amarelo&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Para proceder à votação é necessário fazer o registo no site.&lt;br /&gt;Fica aqui o convite: votem na&amp;nbsp;árvore do nosso agrupamento!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1845222504890004807-7312042405767822518?l=eb1calvario1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eb1calvario1.blogspot.com/feeds/7312042405767822518/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1845222504890004807&amp;postID=7312042405767822518' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1845222504890004807/posts/default/7312042405767822518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1845222504890004807/posts/default/7312042405767822518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eb1calvario1.blogspot.com/2011/01/escola-sede-do-nosso-agrupamento-que.html' title='Concurso de árvores de Natal - Eco Escolas'/><author><name>Pedacitos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02399103471113948391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f9tr-4qRXBI/SeZnxZcr0jI/AAAAAAAAAeg/7_sVUo5eahE/S220/baptizado+Carolina+ESE+1+Abril+117.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f9tr-4qRXBI/TSi3RCQv5fI/AAAAAAAABgQ/lQGQHCc3o5Y/s72-c/67f61d70efac7a77e8733fa528b5273b33877e32.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1845222504890004807.post-624023345538764669</id><published>2011-01-06T17:15:00.003Z</published><updated>2011-02-04T19:21:47.396Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='escrita'/><title type='text'>À maneira de João Pedro Mésseder</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;O nosso Agrupamento&amp;nbsp;vai ter a oportunidade de receber a visita de um escritor: João Pedro Mésseder. Ainda não tínhamos trabalhado nenhum texto deste autor, vamos conhecê-lo agora, então&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Um dos trabalhos que gostamos muito de fazer é a antecipação de textos pelo título ou pela ilustração. Foi o que fizemos hoje.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;A professora apresentou no quadro vários títulos de poemas de um livro: "Eu, Nós e os Outros". Cada um escolheu um deles e os nossos poemas nasceram, de uma palavra ou expressão, apenas. Para ajudar, como sempre, pedimos à professora que colocasse aquela música de fundo de que tanto gostamos e os trabalhos começaram a ganhar vida.&lt;/div&gt;Ficam aqui alguns desses trabalhos, então.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f9tr-4qRXBI/TUxRJ3VLeoI/AAAAAAAABjA/AjjtPcrp64A/s1600/palavras.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" height="238" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f9tr-4qRXBI/TUxRJ3VLeoI/AAAAAAAABjA/AjjtPcrp64A/s320/palavras.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;As palavras amor, paz, harmonia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Vêm da palavra amizade&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Palavras que nos fazem sorrir&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E que trazem felicidade&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;As palavras são um amigo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E sabem uma coisa?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sabem porque é que nós escrevemos?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Porque a palavra é o mundo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A palavra professor&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rima com amor&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;As palavras ler e escrever&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rimam com crescer&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Luísa&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mãe, pai e irmão…&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A mãe, é uma rosa,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O Pai, é um coração azul,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E o irmão, é a ternura!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O amor de mãe me salva&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A paz de pai me ama&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E o abraço de irmão&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me aquece no colo.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A mãe, meu amor,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pai, meu céu&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Meu irmão, o calor&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Minha família, amor meu.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bruna&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;As palavras são mágicas, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;são brilhantes&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;e são queridas.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cada vez que a vejo, sorrio!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cada vez que uma palavra aparece &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;a magia surge no ar.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O amor aparece &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;e eu fico a sonhar &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;As palavras são o amor,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;são a alegria que nos aquece.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;São a amizade, uma flor,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;a paz, a ternura, que não se esquece.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;As palavras dão para escrever,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;para aprender&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;e saber ler,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ajudam –nos a crescer.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Podem ser palavras bonitas como uma flor,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;podem ser palavras feias como a dor .&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eu gosto mais das palavras bonitas &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Porque elas fazem-me sorrir.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Maria&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1845222504890004807-624023345538764669?l=eb1calvario1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eb1calvario1.blogspot.com/feeds/624023345538764669/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f9tr-4qRXBI/TUxRJ3VLeoI/AAAAAAAABjA/AjjtPcrp64A/s72-c/palavras.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1845222504890004807.post-2277018351971352940</id><published>2011-01-05T14:05:00.045Z</published><updated>2011-01-08T16:24:10.268Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Projectos'/><title type='text'>Charco com vida</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f9tr-4qRXBI/TSRlmIOjyOI/AAAAAAAABf4/cwiq3ZqLFiE/s1600/setembro+029.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="cssfloat: left; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="131" n4="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f9tr-4qRXBI/TSRlmIOjyOI/AAAAAAAABf4/cwiq3ZqLFiE/s200/setembro+029.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Estivemos hoje a planificar o trabalho de criação do nosso charco. Era bom se conseguíssemos um igual ao que já visitámos várias vezes, onde até aparecem libelinhas azuis,&amp;nbsp;tritões e rãs !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f9tr-4qRXBI/TSR9fkR40CI/AAAAAAAABgM/mZ1mLuRCV_w/s1600/setembro+026.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="cssfloat: right; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="132" n4="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f9tr-4qRXBI/TSR9fkR40CI/AAAAAAAABgM/mZ1mLuRCV_w/s200/setembro+026.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f9tr-4qRXBI/TSR3AX-9VEI/AAAAAAAABgA/3uqXpXnLbHo/s1600/setembro+034.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="131" n4="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f9tr-4qRXBI/TSR3AX-9VEI/AAAAAAAABgA/3uqXpXnLbHo/s200/setembro+034.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Tivemos que pensar no local, antes de mais, e na forma de o construir.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Consideramos que o melhor local é junto ao compostor,debaixo dos plátanos,porque há sol e sombra e é mais fácil de preservar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Escavamos o charco com uma forma irregular aproximadamente com&amp;nbsp;dois metros de comprimento, afundando até ter cerca de 30 centímetros de profunidade no centro.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Para que a água não se infiltre e desapareça, &amp;nbsp;podemos revestir o fundo com plástico que depois cobrimos com terra.O ideal seria terra vinda dos charcos que visitámos porque assim já trazia algumas plantas...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Enchemos o&amp;nbsp;buraco com água. A Ana sugeriu que trouxéssemos também água do charco ou do ribeiro que fica perto da casa dela. Depois&amp;nbsp;é só esperar que o charco se desenvolva e ganhe vida!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;De vez em quando teremos que acrescentar água. Uma solução seria colocar nas margens do charco um garrafão cheio de água com um furo, para ela sair.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Para que fique mais protegido, podemos fazer uma vedação com rede, com estacas ou mesmo com plantas.&lt;br /&gt;Vamos observar o charco e vamos fazer registos,com muito cuidado e interesse!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1845222504890004807-2277018351971352940?l=eb1calvario1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eb1calvario1.blogspot.com/feeds/2277018351971352940/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1845222504890004807&amp;postID=2277018351971352940' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1845222504890004807/posts/default/2277018351971352940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1845222504890004807/posts/default/2277018351971352940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eb1calvario1.blogspot.com/2011/01/charco-com-vida.html' title='Charco com vida'/><author><name>Pedacitos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02399103471113948391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f9tr-4qRXBI/SeZnxZcr0jI/AAAAAAAAAeg/7_sVUo5eahE/S220/baptizado+Carolina+ESE+1+Abril+117.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f9tr-4qRXBI/TSRlmIOjyOI/AAAAAAAABf4/cwiq3ZqLFiE/s72-c/setembro+029.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1845222504890004807.post-3107438275348751451</id><published>2010-12-23T23:52:00.004Z</published><updated>2010-12-23T23:59:00.674Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pequenas coisas'/><title type='text'>Bom Natal, Feliz Ano Novo!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.cartooes.com/" target="_blank" title="Cartooes.com - Mensagens e Recados"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="246" src="http://www.ecartooes.com/img/feliz_natal/natal_feliz_3.gif" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d; font-size: large;"&gt;A todos os que nos visitam, desejamos um Santo Natal e um Novo Ano 2011 cheio de saúde, paz e amigos!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d; font-size: large;"&gt;Com carinho, dos Pedacitos!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cartooes.com/" target="_blank" title="Cartooes.com - Mensagens e Recados"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://www.ecartooes.com/img/feliz_natal/arvore_de_natal_8.gif" width="336" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1845222504890004807-3107438275348751451?l=eb1calvario1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eb1calvario1.blogspot.com/feeds/3107438275348751451/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1845222504890004807&amp;postID=3107438275348751451' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1845222504890004807/posts/default/3107438275348751451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1845222504890004807/posts/default/3107438275348751451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eb1calvario1.blogspot.com/2010/12/bom-natal-feliz-ano-novo.html' title='Bom Natal, Feliz Ano Novo!'/><author><name>Pedacitos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02399103471113948391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f9tr-4qRXBI/SeZnxZcr0jI/AAAAAAAAAeg/7_sVUo5eahE/S220/baptizado+Carolina+ESE+1+Abril+117.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1845222504890004807.post-6640272150087042486</id><published>2010-12-17T20:36:00.009Z</published><updated>2010-12-23T18:25:35.294Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Actividades Escola'/><title type='text'>Acabou o 1º Período</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f9tr-4qRXBI/TRES5djIW0I/AAAAAAAABfE/KbzyqI1g8Ko/s1600/megamind.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="142" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f9tr-4qRXBI/TRES5djIW0I/AAAAAAAABfE/KbzyqI1g8Ko/s200/megamind.jpg" width="96" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O 1º período de aulas acabou da melhor maneira: com uma ida ao cinema.&lt;br /&gt;Fomos na sexta-feira, de tarde, de comboio, ver o Megamind. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f9tr-4qRXBI/TROTblqVk7I/AAAAAAAABfU/5tiqX8Eib7s/s1600/megamin.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" n4="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f9tr-4qRXBI/TROTblqVk7I/AAAAAAAABfU/5tiqX8Eib7s/s1600/megamin.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Para muitos era a primeira ida ao cinema e a primeira viagem de comboio.&lt;br /&gt;Foi uma festa!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; width: 426px;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed flashvars="cy=ok&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=3314649325792600399&amp;amp;site=widget-4f.slide.com" name="flashticker" quality="high" salign="l" scale="noscale" src="http://widget-4f.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" style="height: 320px; width: 426px;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; width: 426px;"&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/1845222504890004807-6640272150087042486?l=eb1calvario1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eb1calvario1.blogspot.com/feeds/6640272150087042486/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1845222504890004807&amp;postID=6640272150087042486' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1845222504890004807/posts/default/6640272150087042486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1845222504890004807/posts/default/6640272150087042486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eb1calvario1.blogspot.com/2010/12/acabou-o-1-periodo.html' title='Acabou o 1º Período'/><author><name>Pedacitos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02399103471113948391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f9tr-4qRXBI/SeZnxZcr0jI/AAAAAAAAAeg/7_sVUo5eahE/S220/baptizado+Carolina+ESE+1+Abril+117.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f9tr-4qRXBI/TRES5djIW0I/AAAAAAAABfE/KbzyqI1g8Ko/s72-c/megamind.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1845222504890004807.post-845616820445164531</id><published>2010-12-16T17:17:00.000Z</published><updated>2010-12-21T20:36:13.017Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Expressão Plástica'/><title type='text'>Trabalhos de natal</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Está a chegar o Natal e na sala já há muitos desenhos pintados e&amp;nbsp;já há uma árvore feita com as nossas mãos, em Inglês. hoje estivemos a fazer uns quadros muito bonitos usando recortes de papel de embrulho e lonas. Colocámos um fio para os pendurar na parede. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A professora Ló fez-nos uma surpresa: rabanadas! Todos comeram e repetiram se quiseram. Estravam uma delícia!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ao fim do dia, recebemos as nossas prendas de Natal: um livro. Já vamos ter que fazer estas férias...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed flashvars="cy=ok&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=3314649325792580196&amp;amp;site=widget-64.slide.com" name="flashticker" quality="high" salign="l" scale="noscale" src="http://widget-64.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" style="height: 320px; width: 426px;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; width: 426px;"&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/1845222504890004807-845616820445164531?l=eb1calvario1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eb1calvario1.blogspot.com/feeds/845616820445164531/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1845222504890004807&amp;postID=845616820445164531' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1845222504890004807/posts/default/845616820445164531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1845222504890004807/posts/default/845616820445164531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eb1calvario1.blogspot.com/2010/12/trabalhos-de-natal.html' title='Trabalhos de natal'/><author><name>Pedacitos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02399103471113948391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f9tr-4qRXBI/SeZnxZcr0jI/AAAAAAAAAeg/7_sVUo5eahE/S220/baptizado+Carolina+ESE+1+Abril+117.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1845222504890004807.post-2634709349634734293</id><published>2010-12-16T14:56:00.005Z</published><updated>2010-12-21T19:57:28.492Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Projectos'/><title type='text'>Fomos conhecer  um charco...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Temos andado a estudar os charcos, mas a melhor maneira de os conhecer é ver um.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hoje fomos visitar o monte do senhor Domingos para ver os charcos. Fomos nós e a turma do 1º ano, da professora Rosário. Os pais da Ana, o pai da Maria e a mãe da Sílvia foram connosco. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Fomos a cantar pelo caminho e o senhor André, o dono do restaurante, ouviu-nos e deu-nos um saco cheio de rebuçados.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Já no monte vimos cogumelos de muitas espécies. O chão estava coberto de folhas secas. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;No meio havia pequenas árvores (carvalhos).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;O charco está ao lado de um pequeno ribeiro onde corre muita água.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Tirámos fotografias e medimos a profundidade da água, na zona mais funda. Vimos uma grande variedade de plantas mas animais não vimos nenhum.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Vamos voltar mais vezes para ver as alterações que ele vai sofrendo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A professora Rosário fez um vira-vento com cascas de eucalipto e andámos a correr no caminho, a ver se o púnhamos a rodar. O nosso lanche foi diferente: um saco de tangerinas que o pai da Ana trouxe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;É bom aprender desta maneira!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed flashvars="cy=ok&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=3314649325792579903&amp;amp;site=widget-3f.slide.com" name="flashticker" quality="high" salign="l" scale="noscale" src="http://widget-3f.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" style="height: 320px; width: 426px;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; width: 426px;"&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/1845222504890004807-2634709349634734293?l=eb1calvario1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eb1calvario1.blogspot.com/feeds/2634709349634734293/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1845222504890004807&amp;postID=2634709349634734293' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1845222504890004807/posts/default/2634709349634734293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1845222504890004807/posts/default/2634709349634734293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eb1calvario1.blogspot.com/2010/12/fomos-conhecer-um-charco.html' title='Fomos conhecer  um charco...'/><author><name>Pedacitos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02399103471113948391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f9tr-4qRXBI/SeZnxZcr0jI/AAAAAAAAAeg/7_sVUo5eahE/S220/baptizado+Carolina+ESE+1+Abril+117.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1845222504890004807.post-8629819764977339028</id><published>2010-12-14T15:23:00.003Z</published><updated>2010-12-23T15:54:04.783Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='visitas'/><title type='text'>Visita à E.B.2.3</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Fomos visitar a exposição de pinheirinhos. Eram todos diferentes e todos muito bonitos!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A professora perguntou qual achávamos o mais bonito e não tivemos qualquer dúvida: era o nosso!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Quando a professora nos perguntou por que dizíamos isso, respondemos que era o único que tinha também o presépio.Foi esse o nosso "critério" de escolha. Vêem como o que aprendemos na escola é depois usado? A palavra "critérios" trabalhada na Matemática, veio a calhar!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;à saída recebemos da professora responsável pela biblioteca uma história, "A boneca", que lemos enquanto esperávamos que o 4º ano fizesse a visita.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed flashvars="cy=ok&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=3314649325792580812&amp;amp;site=widget-cc.slide.com" name="flashticker" quality="high" salign="l" scale="noscale" src="http://widget-cc.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" style="height: 320px; width: 426px;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; width: 426px;"&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/1845222504890004807-8629819764977339028?l=eb1calvario1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eb1calvario1.blogspot.com/feeds/8629819764977339028/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1845222504890004807&amp;postID=8629819764977339028' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1845222504890004807/posts/default/8629819764977339028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1845222504890004807/posts/default/8629819764977339028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eb1calvario1.blogspot.com/2010/12/visita-eb23.html' title='Visita à E.B.2.3'/><author><name>Pedacitos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02399103471113948391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f9tr-4qRXBI/SeZnxZcr0jI/AAAAAAAAAeg/7_sVUo5eahE/S220/baptizado+Carolina+ESE+1+Abril+117.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1845222504890004807.post-8773724351487371973</id><published>2010-12-10T16:20:00.002Z</published><updated>2010-12-21T18:30:41.879Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Expressão Plástica'/><title type='text'>PINHEIRINHO DE NATAL</title><content type='html'>Numa das nossas aulas de Área de Projecto estivemos a pensar como fazer o pinheirinho para levar para a exposição na E.B.2.3. Já que o nosso tema do Projecto Educativo é o Ambiente, demos como hipótese o uso de materiais de desperdício ou então de materiais natutrais. Como toda a gente adorou o chapéu de bruxa da Ana, sugerimos o uso de folhelho. &lt;br /&gt;A professora apresentou essa sugestão ao resto da escola e todos concordaram. A avá da Daniela do 1º ano arranjou o folhelho e então deitámos mãos à obra! Cobrimos uma base com a forma de uma árvore com as folhas e, para dar mais vida, usámos papel de crepe vermelho, igual aos enfeites que foram sendo feitos pelas salas: bolas e anjinhos.&lt;br /&gt;O pinheirinho ficou lindo, sobretudo depois de colocarmos por baixo o presépio que fizemos também com folhelho. Para o S. José usámos as folhas mais escuras e para&amp;nbsp;Maria, o Menino Jesus e o Anjo, escolhemos as mais branquinhas e perfeitas. Ficou lindo, como podem ver, clicando nesta imagem em baixo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width: 194px;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center" style="background: url(http://picasaweb.google.com/s/c/transparent_album_background.gif) no-repeat left 50%; height: 194px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/eb1.calvario1/PINHEIRINHODENATAL?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img height="200" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_f9tr-4qRXBI/TRDvGtO4eVE/AAAAAAAABe8/3QXD8EGfax4/s160-c/PINHEIRINHODENATAL.jpg" style="margin: 1px 0px 0px 4px;" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/eb1.calvario1/PINHEIRINHODENATAL?feat=embedwebsite" style="color: #4d4d4d; font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;"&gt;PINHEIRINHO DE NATAL&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1845222504890004807-8773724351487371973?l=eb1calvario1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eb1calvario1.blogspot.com/feeds/8773724351487371973/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1845222504890004807&amp;postID=8773724351487371973' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1845222504890004807/posts/default/8773724351487371973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1845222504890004807/posts/default/8773724351487371973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eb1calvario1.blogspot.com/2010/12/pinheirinho-de-natal.html' title='PINHEIRINHO DE NATAL'/><author><name>Pedacitos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02399103471113948391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f9tr-4qRXBI/SeZnxZcr0jI/AAAAAAAAAeg/7_sVUo5eahE/S220/baptizado+Carolina+ESE+1+Abril+117.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_f9tr-4qRXBI/TRDvGtO4eVE/AAAAAAAABe8/3QXD8EGfax4/s72-c/PINHEIRINHODENATAL.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1845222504890004807.post-2204772472681330300</id><published>2010-11-17T14:55:00.004Z</published><updated>2010-11-17T16:10:27.712Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PNL'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='canções'/><title type='text'>"A menina que sorria a dormir"</title><content type='html'>Estivemos a ler o livro de Isabel Zambujal,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"A menina que sorria a dormir".&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 142px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540541760784966450" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f9tr-4qRXBI/TOP1YFrOIzI/AAAAAAAABcE/_tNqEIaU8BU/s200/250_9789895553112_menina_sorria_dormir.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É uma história cheia de histórias contadas pelos amigos e familiares da Glória, uma menina que só &lt;strong&gt;d-o-r-m-i-a&lt;/strong&gt; a ouvir histórias, por isso, todas as pessoas da aldeia tinham um dia destinado.&lt;br /&gt;É um livro muito bonito, procurem-no para o ler!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A seguir trabalhámos sobre este título e nasceram outras histórias, poemas, imaginámo-nos na pele de contadores de histórias à Glória.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoje, em conjunto, fizemos um poema para este título. Dele vai nascer uma canção.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SORRIR A DORMIR&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Refrão: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sorrir a dormir&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;crescer a sonhar&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;numa história fugir&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;e noutra voltar!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É tão bom ser embalado&lt;br /&gt;com histórias de encantar!&lt;br /&gt;Com o pai, a mãe ao lado,&lt;br /&gt;a ajudar-nos a sonhar!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nasce no rosto um sorriso&lt;br /&gt;que nos vem do coração.&lt;br /&gt;Para adormecer eu preciso&lt;br /&gt;do colo da imaginação.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Com o Peter Pan, voamos&lt;br /&gt;querendo nunca crescer...&lt;br /&gt;Com a Sereia nadamos&lt;br /&gt;para o fundo do mar ver.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Podemos ser Cinderela&lt;br /&gt;ou um Príncipe encantado&lt;br /&gt;Somos o Monstro, a Bela&lt;br /&gt;A olhar um céu estrelado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E quando chega a manhã&lt;br /&gt;e do sono nasce a história,&lt;br /&gt;o sorriso ainda lá está,&lt;br /&gt;no rosto e na memória!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Queremos sorrir a dormir!&lt;br /&gt;Queremos crescer a sonhar,&lt;br /&gt;para numa história fugir&lt;br /&gt;e logo noutra voltar!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1845222504890004807-2204772472681330300?l=eb1calvario1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eb1calvario1.blogspot.com/feeds/2204772472681330300/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1845222504890004807&amp;postID=2204772472681330300' title='7 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1845222504890004807/posts/default/2204772472681330300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1845222504890004807/posts/default/2204772472681330300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eb1calvario1.blogspot.com/2010/11/menina-que-sorria-dormir.html' title='&quot;A menina que sorria a dormir&quot;'/><author><name>Pedacitos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02399103471113948391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f9tr-4qRXBI/SeZnxZcr0jI/AAAAAAAAAeg/7_sVUo5eahE/S220/baptizado+Carolina+ESE+1+Abril+117.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f9tr-4qRXBI/TOP1YFrOIzI/AAAAAAAABcE/_tNqEIaU8BU/s72-c/250_9789895553112_menina_sorria_dormir.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1845222504890004807.post-2696286851897297575</id><published>2010-11-12T14:39:00.006Z</published><updated>2010-11-13T16:59:38.975Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Actividades Escola'/><title type='text'>Notícia: O dia de S.Martinho</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539079582705930866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 133px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f9tr-4qRXBI/TN7DiH3OUnI/AAAAAAAABbs/lzWSIHSIa7k/s200/caligr%2Boutono%2B257.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539072489658655698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 133px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f9tr-4qRXBI/TN69FQM-I9I/AAAAAAAABbk/J_YKQWqSm_k/s200/caligr%2Boutono%2B256.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;b&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ontem, dia de S.Martinho, fizemos o Magusto e a Feira de Produtos.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Logo que chegámos à escola,começámos a colocar no recreio as mesas para as bancas.&lt;br /&gt;Contámos os portas moedas,Relvinhas,ímanes,sacas e todos os produtos que fizemos para a feira para saber o quer tínhamos para vender. A banca ficou muito bonita e bem cheia!&lt;br /&gt;Veio muita gente!Tivemos muito trabalho a atender as pessoas, a apontar as vendas,a dar o troco,...&lt;br /&gt;A nossa professora esteve o tempo todo ocupada a fazer tererés! Havia uma fila enorme e nem deu tempo a fazer todos os pediram!&lt;br /&gt;Entretanto, a professora Ló fez a fogueira. As castanhas ficam todas enfarruscadas e sujamos as mãos por isso foi uma correria a pintar as caras uns aos outros !&lt;br /&gt;Estivemos tão ocupados que até nos esquecemos de cantar as canções que ensinámos aos mais pequeninos!&lt;br /&gt;O dinheiro que ganhámos vai servir para ajudar nas despesas na nossa visita de Estudo, no final do ano.&lt;br /&gt;Gostámos muito desta actividade porque trabalhámos muito, porque veio muita gente à escola e porque nos divertimos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed style="WIDTH: 426px; HEIGHT: 320px" name="flashticker" align="middle" src="http://widget-00.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=ok&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=3314649325792181760&amp;amp;site=widget-00.slide.com"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="WIDTH: 426px; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;a 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href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1845222504890004807/posts/default/2696286851897297575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1845222504890004807/posts/default/2696286851897297575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eb1calvario1.blogspot.com/2010/11/o-dia-de-smartinho.html' title='Notícia: O dia de S.Martinho'/><author><name>Pedacitos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02399103471113948391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f9tr-4qRXBI/SeZnxZcr0jI/AAAAAAAAAeg/7_sVUo5eahE/S220/baptizado+Carolina+ESE+1+Abril+117.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f9tr-4qRXBI/TN7DiH3OUnI/AAAAAAAABbs/lzWSIHSIa7k/s72-c/caligr%2Boutono%2B257.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1845222504890004807.post-107597026911259537</id><published>2010-11-07T23:57:00.005Z</published><updated>2010-11-14T17:54:44.374Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Projectos'/><title type='text'>Há gente rara... mas com o mesmo olhar!</title><content type='html'>Quero compartilhar convosco este vídeo.Acho que todos o deviam conhecer!&lt;br /&gt;Ele vai servir de ponto de partida para um projecto que vou propor à turma e que nos vai dar muito, muito, muito trabalho...&lt;br /&gt;Fica aqui o vídeo e a letra da canção para quem a quiser aprender.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/0VViNYBLFnY?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=pt_BR"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/0VViNYBLFnY?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=pt_BR" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"O Mesmo Olhar" &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Lá de onde vem a luz&lt;br /&gt;Longe do meu lugar&lt;br /&gt;Eu encontrei um trevo de mil tons&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E já na minha mão&lt;br /&gt;Sem crer eu procurei&lt;br /&gt;Se era para mim a rara folha a mais&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Refrão:Há gente rara que és tu&lt;br /&gt;Há gente rara que sou eu&lt;br /&gt;A mesma fonte o mesmo olhar &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A minha sorte&lt;br /&gt;Pode também ser tua&lt;br /&gt;Eu vou seguindo regando o coração&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Refrão(2x)Há gente rara que és tu&lt;br /&gt;Há gente rara que sou eu&lt;br /&gt;A mesma fonte o mesmo olhar &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lá de onde vem a luz&lt;br /&gt;Longe do meu lugar&lt;br /&gt;A mesma fonte, o mesmo olhar&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1845222504890004807-107597026911259537?l=eb1calvario1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eb1calvario1.blogspot.com/feeds/107597026911259537/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1845222504890004807&amp;postID=107597026911259537' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1845222504890004807/posts/default/107597026911259537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1845222504890004807/posts/default/107597026911259537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eb1calvario1.blogspot.com/2010/11/ha-gente-rara.html' title='Há gente rara... mas com o mesmo olhar!'/><author><name>Pedacitos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02399103471113948391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f9tr-4qRXBI/SeZnxZcr0jI/AAAAAAAAAeg/7_sVUo5eahE/S220/baptizado+Carolina+ESE+1+Abril+117.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1845222504890004807.post-6726584971675475752</id><published>2010-11-02T15:55:00.003Z</published><updated>2010-11-13T16:40:28.611Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Expressão Plástica'/><title type='text'>Trabalhos para a Feira</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;Temos estado muito ocupados na sala! Todos os bocadinhos e os intervalos são ocupados com a realização de trabalhos para a Feira de S. Martinho.Tem estado a chover muito por isso estes trabalhos até nos dão jeito pois não podemos ir brincar lá para fora e e3stamos bem ocupados e entretidos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;Todos trabalham: uns cosem porta-moedas, outros lixam as tábuas para os ímanes, colam os desenhos e pintam as faces, outros fazem os Relvinhas, outros recortam flores para os ganchos para o cabelo, outros pintam sacas de pano... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;A Feira é já no próximo dia 11, dia de S. Martinho e de Magusto, está a aproximar-se, por isso temos que trabalhar muito...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed style="WIDTH: 426px; HEIGHT: 320px" name="flashticker" align="middle" src="http://widget-85.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" flashvars="cy=ok&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=3314649325792181637&amp;amp;site=widget-85.slide.com" wmode="transparent" salign="l" scale="noscale" quality="high"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;div style="WIDTH: 426px; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=ok&amp;amp;ct=1&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=3314649325792181637&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=ok&amp;amp;ct=1&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=3314649325792181637&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1845222504890004807-6726584971675475752?l=eb1calvario1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eb1calvario1.blogspot.com/feeds/6726584971675475752/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1845222504890004807&amp;postID=6726584971675475752' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1845222504890004807/posts/default/6726584971675475752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1845222504890004807/posts/default/6726584971675475752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eb1calvario1.blogspot.com/2010/11/trabalhos-para-feira.html' title='Trabalhos para a Feira'/><author><name>Pedacitos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02399103471113948391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f9tr-4qRXBI/SeZnxZcr0jI/AAAAAAAAAeg/7_sVUo5eahE/S220/baptizado+Carolina+ESE+1+Abril+117.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1845222504890004807.post-694157800510414841</id><published>2010-10-29T17:05:00.009+01:00</published><updated>2010-11-03T08:20:15.712Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Actividades'/><title type='text'>Dia das Bibliotecas Escolares</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f9tr-4qRXBI/TM38yySo3vI/AAAAAAAABbI/GUP-6xnMwp4/s1600/refeit,caligrama,+chap+brux+331.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" nx="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f9tr-4qRXBI/TM38yySo3vI/AAAAAAAABbI/GUP-6xnMwp4/s200/refeit,caligrama,+chap+brux+331.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hoje assinalámos no Agrupamento o Dia das Bibliotecas Escolares. Andámos à volta dos livros durante todo o dia. Logo de manhã, a mãe da Sílvia apareceu e com ela leu-nos uma das histórias do livro de Maria Alberta Menéres, "Histórias de tempo vai tempo vem". Escolheram a história "Pequenas coisas". &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1175406087"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1175406088"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Depois, em pares, escolhemos uma outra história desse livro e ao longo do dia elas foram sendo lidas. No fim de cada leitura pelos pares, a professora repetia-a para que ficássemos a sabê-la perfeitamente. Todas as histórias deste livro são fantásticas!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Como já é habitual na nossa escola, criámos uma história em rede que partiu do 1º ano e foi sendo enviada por mail de turma em turma. Chegou à nossa sala depois do almoço,&amp;nbsp;lemos e escrevemos mais um bocado e agora estamos curiosos para saber que fim lhe deu a turma do 4º ano...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Depois de continuar a história, em pequenos grupos, fizemos o inventário dos livros da nossa biblioteca de sala. Tínhamos uma grelha onde registávamos o nome do livro, o autor, o ilustrador e a editora. Não conseguimos acabar e vamos ter que continuar este trabalhos para a semana.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f9tr-4qRXBI/TNEbGnnjlJI/AAAAAAAABbU/y4FaZQ3sc7k/s1600/dia+das+bibliotecas.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="232" nx="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f9tr-4qRXBI/TNEbGnnjlJI/AAAAAAAABbU/y4FaZQ3sc7k/s320/dia+das+bibliotecas.bmp" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Foi um dia muito ocupado, sempre à roda dos livros!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1845222504890004807-694157800510414841?l=eb1calvario1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eb1calvario1.blogspot.com/feeds/694157800510414841/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1845222504890004807&amp;postID=694157800510414841' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1845222504890004807/posts/default/694157800510414841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1845222504890004807/posts/default/694157800510414841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eb1calvario1.blogspot.com/2010/10/dia-das-bibliotecas-escolares.html' title='Dia das Bibliotecas Escolares'/><author><name>Pedacitos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02399103471113948391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f9tr-4qRXBI/SeZnxZcr0jI/AAAAAAAAAeg/7_sVUo5eahE/S220/baptizado+Carolina+ESE+1+Abril+117.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f9tr-4qRXBI/TM38yySo3vI/AAAAAAAABbI/GUP-6xnMwp4/s72-c/refeit,caligrama,+chap+brux+331.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1845222504890004807.post-1239323110422512727</id><published>2010-10-29T13:15:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2010-10-31T23:04:54.805Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Actividades'/><title type='text'>Halloween</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;As professoras de Música e de Inglês apresentaram&amp;nbsp;à minha turma&amp;nbsp;um desafio: criar um chapéu de bruxa para assinalar o dia de &lt;span style="color: red; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Halloween&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.Os alunos aderiram à proposta, sem dúvida, por isso aproveito esta hora de almoço para apresentar já aqui os resultados pois fiquei fascinada ao ver entrar na sala cada um deles! Os materiais e&amp;nbsp;as técnicas foram os mais variados, a criatividade era muita&amp;nbsp;e por isso...não vai ser tarefa fácil eleger o melhor!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;embed flashvars="cy=ok&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=3314649325792053584&amp;amp;site=widget-50.slide.com" name="flashticker" quality="high" salign="l" scale="noscale" src="http://widget-50.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" style="height: 320px; width: 426px;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; width: 426px;"&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/1845222504890004807-1239323110422512727?l=eb1calvario1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eb1calvario1.blogspot.com/feeds/1239323110422512727/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1845222504890004807&amp;postID=1239323110422512727' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1845222504890004807/posts/default/1239323110422512727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1845222504890004807/posts/default/1239323110422512727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eb1calvario1.blogspot.com/2010/10/halloween_29.html' title='Halloween'/><author><name>Pedacitos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02399103471113948391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f9tr-4qRXBI/SeZnxZcr0jI/AAAAAAAAAeg/7_sVUo5eahE/S220/baptizado+Carolina+ESE+1+Abril+117.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1845222504890004807.post-1692443993184350633</id><published>2010-10-28T17:23:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2010-10-31T18:49:04.901Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='concursos'/><title type='text'>Concurso "Conta-nos uma história"</title><content type='html'>Mais uma vez,&amp;nbsp;vamos participar&amp;nbsp;no concurso "Conta-nos uma história". O ano passado apresentámos a história do Capuchinho Vermelho. Este ano será outra que iremos escolher. Pode ser uma história já conhecida ou uma original. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f9tr-4qRXBI/TM21DpQw9II/AAAAAAAABaM/Ijane4WsBn4/s1600/logotipo_2_edicao.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="140" nx="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f9tr-4qRXBI/TM21DpQw9II/AAAAAAAABaM/Ijane4WsBn4/s320/logotipo_2_edicao.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Vamos ter muito trabalho, já sabemos disso, mas vamos gostar muito desta actividade!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1845222504890004807-1692443993184350633?l=eb1calvario1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eb1calvario1.blogspot.com/feeds/1692443993184350633/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1845222504890004807&amp;postID=1692443993184350633' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1845222504890004807/posts/default/1692443993184350633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1845222504890004807/posts/default/1692443993184350633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eb1calvario1.blogspot.com/2010/10/concurso-conta-nos-uma-historia.html' title='Concurso &quot;Conta-nos uma história&quot;'/><author><name>Pedacitos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02399103471113948391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f9tr-4qRXBI/SeZnxZcr0jI/AAAAAAAAAeg/7_sVUo5eahE/S220/baptizado+Carolina+ESE+1+Abril+117.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f9tr-4qRXBI/TM21DpQw9II/AAAAAAAABaM/Ijane4WsBn4/s72-c/logotipo_2_edicao.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1845222504890004807.post-3415635248639263657</id><published>2010-10-27T17:57:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2010-11-03T08:33:55.445Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='escrita'/><title type='text'>Escrita criativa</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Podemos falar do outono de muitas maneiras e uma delas é o caligrama. as folhas de Outono inspiraram-nos para criar poemas que aparecem à sua volta. depois foi só pintá-las e ficaram muito bonitas, como podem ver aqui.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f9tr-4qRXBI/TNEeWp85aBI/AAAAAAAABbY/9L30LfYdZI4/s1600/cal+total.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" nx="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f9tr-4qRXBI/TNEeWp85aBI/AAAAAAAABbY/9L30LfYdZI4/s400/cal+total.bmp" width="293" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1845222504890004807-3415635248639263657?l=eb1calvario1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eb1calvario1.blogspot.com/feeds/3415635248639263657/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1845222504890004807&amp;postID=3415635248639263657' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1845222504890004807/posts/default/3415635248639263657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1845222504890004807/posts/default/3415635248639263657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eb1calvario1.blogspot.com/2010/10/escrita-criativa.html' title='Escrita criativa'/><author><name>Pedacitos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02399103471113948391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f9tr-4qRXBI/SeZnxZcr0jI/AAAAAAAAAeg/7_sVUo5eahE/S220/baptizado+Carolina+ESE+1+Abril+117.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f9tr-4qRXBI/TNEeWp85aBI/AAAAAAAABbY/9L30LfYdZI4/s72-c/cal+total.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1845222504890004807.post-129039181888336787</id><published>2010-10-27T17:32:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2010-11-13T19:43:22.078Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Área de Projecto'/><title type='text'>Uma história... para o Ambiente</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;Em Área de Projecto andamos a trabalhar o Ambiente. Criámos um desenho para logótipo do nosso &lt;span style="color:lime;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Clube dos Amigos do Ambiente&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;. Depois escolhemos um, colocando "pontos" por baixo do desenho afixado. O desenho da Maria foi o que teve mais pontos por isso foi o seleccionado.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539121923947702994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 135px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f9tr-4qRXBI/TN7qCtR7KtI/AAAAAAAABb8/hEsF3tENogw/s200/LOG%25C3%2593TIPO.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;Então criámos uma história para essa imagem. demos-lhe o título "Vamos reciclar"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;Fica aqui a nossa história.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#38761d;"&gt;VAMOS RECICLAR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#38761d;"&gt;Em casa do João não se separava os resíduos, tudo ia para o contentor do lixo! As latas, os pacotes de leite, os jornais, as cascas de batata, as garrafas de vidro,… iam todos para o mesmo saco e de lá, para o contentor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#38761d;"&gt;Um dia, quando o João ia para a escola, ouviu alguém chorar. Olhou para todos os lados, não viu ninguém e continuou o seu caminho.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#38761d;"&gt;- Afinal não era nada! – pensou ele.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#38761d;"&gt;- Estou muito triste contigo! – ouviu ele desta vez..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#38761d;"&gt;Espantado, o João observou:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#38761d;"&gt;- A voz vem do ecoponto!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#38761d;"&gt;O João foi andando muito devagar e espreitou por trás do vidrão para ver se via alguém.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#38761d;"&gt;- Sou eu, o papelão! Não te assustes pois sou teu amigo. Tu é que não gostas de mim… Nem do Ambiente, até!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#38761d;"&gt;O João, ainda espantado, disse:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#38761d;"&gt;- Eu gosto do Ambiente! Gosto das flores, das árvores, dos rios,…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#38761d;"&gt;O ecoponto amarelo interrompeu-o:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#38761d;"&gt;- Se isso fosse verdade, tu vinhas aqui todos os dias. Separavas o teu lixo para ser reciclado.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#38761d;"&gt;O pilhão acrescentou:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#38761d;"&gt;- Sim, isso é que é ser amigo do Ambiente! Ao reciclar poupamos a Natureza. Tu não sabias isso?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#38761d;"&gt;O João, muito envergonhado, disse:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#38761d;"&gt;- Eu sei que estava a agir mal! Prometo que a partir de agora, venho aqui todos os dias!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#38761d;"&gt;Agora, todos os dias, no fim das aulas, vai visitar os seus amigos que o recebem sorridentes!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1845222504890004807-129039181888336787?l=eb1calvario1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eb1calvario1.blogspot.com/feeds/129039181888336787/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1845222504890004807&amp;postID=129039181888336787' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1845222504890004807/posts/default/129039181888336787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1845222504890004807/posts/default/129039181888336787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eb1calvario1.blogspot.com/2010/10/uma-historia-para-o-ambiente.html' title='Uma história... para o Ambiente'/><author><name>Pedacitos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02399103471113948391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f9tr-4qRXBI/SeZnxZcr0jI/AAAAAAAAAeg/7_sVUo5eahE/S220/baptizado+Carolina+ESE+1+Abril+117.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f9tr-4qRXBI/TN7qCtR7KtI/AAAAAAAABb8/hEsF3tENogw/s72-c/LOG%25C3%2593TIPO.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1845222504890004807.post-8752523658137958954</id><published>2010-10-27T17:29:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2010-10-31T21:57:25.604Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Experiências'/><title type='text'>Experiências</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;Na sala temos realizado algumas experiências. Este mês temos andado à volta da luz. Estivemos a pensar o que seria a luz, como é que ela muda, como se desloca,...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;Temos identificado materiais transparentes e materiais opacos (apareceram alguns translúcidos, também), observando o que acontece quando uma&amp;nbsp;fonte luminosa incide sobre eles. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;Estivemos a&amp;nbsp; observar&amp;nbsp;o que se via pela janela, usando vários materias sobre o vidro.Assim é fácil distinguir materiais opacos de materiais transparentes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f9tr-4qRXBI/TM3mH97PbQI/AAAAAAAABas/cusB5BuQ_gA/s1600/materiais.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="285" nx="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f9tr-4qRXBI/TM3mH97PbQI/AAAAAAAABas/cusB5BuQ_gA/s320/materiais.bmp" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1845222504890004807-8752523658137958954?l=eb1calvario1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eb1calvario1.blogspot.com/feeds/8752523658137958954/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1845222504890004807&amp;postID=8752523658137958954' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1845222504890004807/posts/default/8752523658137958954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1845222504890004807/posts/default/8752523658137958954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eb1calvario1.blogspot.com/2010/10/experiencias.html' title='Experiências'/><author><name>Pedacitos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02399103471113948391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f9tr-4qRXBI/SeZnxZcr0jI/AAAAAAAAAeg/7_sVUo5eahE/S220/baptizado+Carolina+ESE+1+Abril+117.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f9tr-4qRXBI/TM3mH97PbQI/AAAAAAAABas/cusB5BuQ_gA/s72-c/materiais.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1845222504890004807.post-3743801613743249945</id><published>2010-10-25T17:13:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2011-08-05T17:26:57.972+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jogos matemáticos'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; TEXT-ALIGN: justify; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BORDER-RIGHT: medium none"&gt;Estivemos com a professora Rosário a aprender o jogo do Semáforo, enquanto a nossa professora foi ensinar aos meninos do 1º ano uma canção. Gostámos muito desta ideia!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; TEXT-ALIGN: justify; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BORDER-RIGHT: medium none"&gt;Achámos este jogo um bocado parecido com o Jogo do Galo pois o objectivo é conseguir uma linha de três peças da mesma côr na horizantal, vertical ou diagonal. Ouvimos as explicações com muita atenção e depois estivemos a jogar. Este jogo é muito fácil de construir com uma cartolina, foi assim que o jogámos. Quando a nossa professora voltou à sala, ensinámos-lhe o jogo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator"&gt;&lt;a style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 1em; FLOAT: left; CLEAR: left; MARGIN-RIGHT: 1em; cssfloat: left" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f9tr-4qRXBI/TNBzQ5AZqEI/AAAAAAAABbM/WhB1T9cLhCE/s1600/sem%C3%A1foro.jpg" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f9tr-4qRXBI/TNBzQ5AZqEI/AAAAAAAABbM/WhB1T9cLhCE/s200/sem%C3%A1foro.jpg" width="200" height="162" nx="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BORDER-RIGHT: medium none"&gt;&lt;a style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 1em; FLOAT: right; MARGIN-LEFT: 1em; CLEAR: right; cssfloat: right" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f9tr-4qRXBI/TNBzU9m0vKI/AAAAAAAABbQ/4S5Zjc0F36M/s1600/sem%C3%A1foro+desenho.jpg" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f9tr-4qRXBI/TNBzU9m0vKI/AAAAAAAABbQ/4S5Zjc0F36M/s200/sem%C3%A1foro+desenho.jpg" width="200" height="166" nx="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; TEXT-ALIGN: justify; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BORDER-RIGHT: medium none"&gt;Daqui a algum tempo, já ninguém nos ganha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; TEXT-ALIGN: justify; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BORDER-RIGHT: medium none"&gt;Podem saber mais sobre este jogo aqui...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BORDER-RIGHT: medium none"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.crjm.uac.pt/Sem%E1foro%20regras.pdf"&gt;http://www.crjm.uac.pt/Sem%E1foro%20regras.pdf&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1845222504890004807-3743801613743249945?l=eb1calvario1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eb1calvario1.blogspot.com/feeds/3743801613743249945/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1845222504890004807&amp;postID=3743801613743249945' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1845222504890004807/posts/default/3743801613743249945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1845222504890004807/posts/default/3743801613743249945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eb1calvario1.blogspot.com/2010/10/estivemos-com-professora-rosario.html' title=''/><author><name>Pedacitos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02399103471113948391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f9tr-4qRXBI/SeZnxZcr0jI/AAAAAAAAAeg/7_sVUo5eahE/S220/baptizado+Carolina+ESE+1+Abril+117.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f9tr-4qRXBI/TNBzQ5AZqEI/AAAAAAAABbM/WhB1T9cLhCE/s72-c/sem%C3%A1foro.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1845222504890004807.post-3999475571537679493</id><published>2010-10-22T16:57:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2010-12-08T17:05:21.217Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Actividades Escola'/><title type='text'>Festa do Leite</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Foi pena este material não ter chegado a tempo do Dia da Alimentação! Na sexta-feira tínhamos aquele saboroso leite simples, de morango ou de chocolate para o nosso lanche, enviado pela Mimosa. Hoje estivemos a explorar todo o material que a Mimosa nos enviou esta semana, fazendo aqui a Festa do leite.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Havia uma revista que levámos para casa, com muitas informações importantes sobre o leite para os nossos pais. Para nós havia revistas, horários, bases de secretária com actividades e uma caixa com puzzles que explorámos em pares. Por acaso ainda tinha sobrado algum leite e pudemos bebé-lo enquanto fazíamos aquelas actividades. Pendurámos as bandeiras, conversámos sobre o valor do leite e fizemos registos no quadro. Relembrámos algumas coisas, aprendemos outras e cada vez temos mais a certeza de que ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;... o leite é o alimento mais rico que temos!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;embed flashvars="host=picasaweb.google.com&amp;amp;hl=pt_PT&amp;amp;feat=flashalbum&amp;amp;RGB=0x000000&amp;amp;feed=http%3A%2F%2Fpicasaweb.google.com%2Fdata%2Ffeed%2Fapi%2Fuser%2Feb1.calvario1%2Falbumid%2F5546227534135171297%3Falt%3Drss%26kind%3Dphoto%26hl%3Dpt_PT" height="192" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" src="http://picasaweb.google.com/s/c/bin/slideshow.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="288"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1845222504890004807-3999475571537679493?l=eb1calvario1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eb1calvario1.blogspot.com/feeds/3999475571537679493/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1845222504890004807&amp;postID=3999475571537679493' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1845222504890004807/posts/default/3999475571537679493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1845222504890004807/posts/default/3999475571537679493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eb1calvario1.blogspot.com/2010/10/festa-do-leite_1023.html' title='Festa do Leite'/><author><name>Pedacitos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02399103471113948391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f9tr-4qRXBI/SeZnxZcr0jI/AAAAAAAAAeg/7_sVUo5eahE/S220/baptizado+Carolina+ESE+1+Abril+117.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1845222504890004807.post-7112491291315734402</id><published>2010-10-20T16:33:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2010-10-20T17:15:38.277+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='livros'/><title type='text'>"Histórias de tempo vai tempo vem"</title><content type='html'>Em grupos de dois estivemos a trabalhar com o livro de &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Maria Alberta Menéres&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Histórias de tempo vai tempo vem"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f9tr-4qRXBI/TL8T3s6VmVI/AAAAAAAABaI/xtCV-8zkpk0/s1600/hist%C3%B3rias....jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="200" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f9tr-4qRXBI/TL8T3s6VmVI/AAAAAAAABaI/xtCV-8zkpk0/s200/hist%C3%B3rias....jpg" width="140" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Começámos por ver tudo o que podíamos saber, só na capa: conseguimos saber o nome da autora e do ilustador e Editora. Na contra-capa ficámos a saber que esta autora nasceu em gaia, em 1930, que foi professora de Língua Portuguesa e de História, que escreveu mais de 60 livros para crianças, tendo até recebido um prémio. Foi autora de vários programas Infantis e Juvenis na RTP.&lt;br /&gt;Muitos dos seus poemas estão publicados em antologias nacionais e estrangeiras.&lt;br /&gt;Aina na contra-capa ficámos a saber que este livro tem 17 pequenas histórias que vamos poder ler.&lt;br /&gt;Hoje foi a vez de&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Dia de sol"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;Esta história fala de um caracol muito especial porque sabia ler os provérbios e estava sempre a usá-los&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;Neste dia estava muito quente mas o caracol lá foi andando, apesar de lhe apetecer desistir. Pelo caminho foi lembrando muitos dos provérbios que conhecia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;Finalmente chegou ao cimo de um banquinho, de onde ia poder avistar todo o mundo. Uma menina que andava por ali, gritou, chamando a mãe para o ver.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Hoje começámos também a fazer alguns &lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Relvinhas&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; para vender na Feira de S. Martinho. estão a ficar muito engraçados mas ainda vão ficar melhor quando lhes nascer o "cabelo"!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f9tr-4qRXBI/TL8TcEhqbxI/AAAAAAAABaE/unMoBysEKVU/s1600/quadro+relvinas+014.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="150" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f9tr-4qRXBI/TL8TcEhqbxI/AAAAAAAABaE/unMoBysEKVU/s200/quadro+relvinas+014.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1845222504890004807-7112491291315734402?l=eb1calvario1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eb1calvario1.blogspot.com/feeds/7112491291315734402/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1845222504890004807&amp;postID=7112491291315734402' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1845222504890004807/posts/default/7112491291315734402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1845222504890004807/posts/default/7112491291315734402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eb1calvario1.blogspot.com/2010/10/historias-de-tempo-vai-tempo-vem.html' title='&quot;Histórias de tempo vai tempo vem&quot;'/><author><name>Pedacitos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02399103471113948391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f9tr-4qRXBI/SeZnxZcr0jI/AAAAAAAAAeg/7_sVUo5eahE/S220/baptizado+Carolina+ESE+1+Abril+117.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f9tr-4qRXBI/TL8T3s6VmVI/AAAAAAAABaI/xtCV-8zkpk0/s72-c/hist%C3%B3rias....jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1845222504890004807.post-6084887341113408199</id><published>2010-10-19T23:39:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2010-10-20T16:15:34.536+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='AEC'/><title type='text'>HALLOWEEN</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.cantinhodasaecs.com/?p=54"&gt;HALLOWEEN&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gostei de encontrar o blogue de partilha das AEC que podem consultar aqui:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cantinhodasaecs.com/"&gt;http://www.cantinhodasaecs.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prometo que vou participar nos vossos desafios e colaborar no que for preciso!&lt;br /&gt;Um abraço e os votos de muitos e bons trabalhos!&lt;br /&gt;Professora Margarida&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1845222504890004807-6084887341113408199?l=eb1calvario1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.cantinhodasaecs.com/?p=54' title='HALLOWEEN'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eb1calvario1.blogspot.com/feeds/6084887341113408199/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1845222504890004807&amp;postID=6084887341113408199' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1845222504890004807/posts/default/6084887341113408199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1845222504890004807/posts/default/6084887341113408199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eb1calvario1.blogspot.com/2010/10/halloween.html' title='HALLOWEEN'/><author><name>Pedacitos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02399103471113948391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f9tr-4qRXBI/SeZnxZcr0jI/AAAAAAAAAeg/7_sVUo5eahE/S220/baptizado+Carolina+ESE+1+Abril+117.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1845222504890004807.post-954518872888578498</id><published>2010-10-19T15:37:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2010-10-20T16:18:03.723+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poesia'/><title type='text'>A poesia no Outono</title><content type='html'>Estivemos a falar do Outono e cada um fez o seu poema. Depois, escolhemos uma frase que escrevemos numa tira de&amp;nbsp;papel. A professora leu as frases e começámos a ordená-las, criando um poema único. Ficou muito bonito, como podem ver!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;Outono…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;No Outono as folhas vão caindo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;caem pelo chão, arrastadas pelo vento.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;Às vezes, saltam das árvores, levezinhas como uma pena,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;São tão bonitas!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;Como eu gosto de brincar com as folhitas,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;um arco-íris amarelo, vermelho e castanho!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;O vento põe-se a cantar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;e as folhas a voar, pelo céu e pelo ar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;As castanhas tão boas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;saltam dos castanheiros.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;e as crianças brincam com elas no S. Martinho.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;No Outono&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;as gotinhas sobem e depois…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;Puf! Lá vão elas muito contentes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;As andorinhas partem para países mais quentes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;mas os passarinhos cantam com a sua voz de encantar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;É a alegria de viver a vida!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;O Outono é lindo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1845222504890004807-954518872888578498?l=eb1calvario1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eb1calvario1.blogspot.com/feeds/954518872888578498/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1845222504890004807&amp;postID=954518872888578498' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1845222504890004807/posts/default/954518872888578498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1845222504890004807/posts/default/954518872888578498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eb1calvario1.blogspot.com/2010/10/poesia-no-outono.html' title='A poesia no Outono'/><author><name>Pedacitos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02399103471113948391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f9tr-4qRXBI/SeZnxZcr0jI/AAAAAAAAAeg/7_sVUo5eahE/S220/baptizado+Carolina+ESE+1+Abril+117.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1845222504890004807.post-568488435729950653</id><published>2010-10-15T16:59:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2010-12-08T17:08:07.225Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Actividades Escola'/><title type='text'>Dia da Alimentação</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;O &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: large;"&gt;Dia da Alimentação&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; comemora-se no dia 16 de Outubro mas, como calhou ao sábado, nós estivemos a lembrá-lo hoje, dia 15.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;O dia começou logo com uma actividade diferente: Uma turma do 1º ano fez com a professora Maria Rosa umas deliciosas filhoses, sobremesa característica da nossa localidade,&amp;nbsp;comendo-as depois. Para acompanhar, tinham uma surpresa, um pacote de leite oferecido pela Mimosa! Havia leite de chocolae, de morango e simples. Os mais pequeninos começaram a escolher primeiro e havia gostos para todos. Ainda bem! Claro que todos sabemos como o leite é importante para a nossa saúde!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Entretanto,&amp;nbsp;fizemos em cada sala uma gelatina bem colorida e cheirosa. Até deu para relembrar o que sabíamos sobre soluções, identificando o soluto e o solvente. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A gelatina ficou a solidificar e estivemos então a trabalhar este dia na Matemática, na Expressão Plástica e na Língua Portuguesa. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A parte melhor do dia surgiu logo depois do almoço: sentámo-nos todos nas escadas e comemos as gelatinas criativas feitas com cubinhos coloridos das gelatinas&amp;nbsp;de diferentes sabores que fizemos de manhã&amp;nbsp;e bocadinhos de fruta. Estava bonita e bem deliciosa, esta sobremesa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f9tr-4qRXBI/TM3uCNTZ7uI/AAAAAAAABa4/jx6Z9A0iIX4/s1600/gelatinas.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="293" nx="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f9tr-4qRXBI/TM3uCNTZ7uI/AAAAAAAABa4/jx6Z9A0iIX4/s400/gelatinas.bmp" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;À tarde houve ainda tempo para explorar umas apresentações sobre a alimentação e conhecer as histórias "Duendes dos Legumes" e "A horta do senhor lobo"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Foi um dia muito animado, instrutivo e saboroso!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="__ss_3533903" style="width: 425px;"&gt;&lt;strong style="display: block; margin: 12px 0px 4px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slideshare.net/luziamaru/a-horta-do-sr-lobo" title="A Horta Do Sr Lobo"&gt;A Horta Do Sr Lobo&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;object height="355" id="__sse3533903" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://static.slidesharecdn.com/swf/ssplayer2.swf?doc=ahortadosrlobo-100323234828-phpapp01&amp;stripped_title=a-horta-do-sr-lobo&amp;userName=luziamaru" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"/&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"/&gt;&lt;embed name="__sse3533903" src="http://static.slidesharecdn.com/swf/ssplayer2.swf?doc=ahortadosrlobo-100323234828-phpapp01&amp;stripped_title=a-horta-do-sr-lobo&amp;userName=luziamaru" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="padding-bottom: 12px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 5px;"&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/1845222504890004807-568488435729950653?l=eb1calvario1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eb1calvario1.blogspot.com/feeds/568488435729950653/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1845222504890004807&amp;postID=568488435729950653' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1845222504890004807/posts/default/568488435729950653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1845222504890004807/posts/default/568488435729950653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eb1calvario1.blogspot.com/2010/10/dia-da-alimentacao.html' title='Dia da Alimentação'/><author><name>Pedacitos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02399103471113948391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f9tr-4qRXBI/SeZnxZcr0jI/AAAAAAAAAeg/7_sVUo5eahE/S220/baptizado+Carolina+ESE+1+Abril+117.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f9tr-4qRXBI/TM3uCNTZ7uI/AAAAAAAABa4/jx6Z9A0iIX4/s72-c/gelatinas.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1845222504890004807.post-1795330831948094842</id><published>2010-10-01T17:34:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2010-10-02T20:28:06.099+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poesia'/><title type='text'>Dia do Coração</title><content type='html'>Hoje assinalámos o Dia do Coração.&lt;br /&gt;Por acaso, em Estudo do Meio, andamos a falar da nossa saúde e do nosso coração. Hoje falámos do coração mas no mundo da poesia.&lt;br /&gt;Ficam aqui dois poemas, o da Bruna, o da Sílvia e o do Ricardo. Todos podem ser vistos no seu aspecto final.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;O coração é valioso para mim, para ti e para nós...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;O coração tem uma voz que eu ouço dizer:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;- Tens que cuidar muito bem de mim &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;pois sou muito teu amigo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;O coração guarda as memórias das pessoas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;de quem tenho saudades...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;O coração é a luz das minhas tristezas, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;das minhas alegrias. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;e dos meus esquecimentos...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;O coração guarda a vida e a morte!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;O coração já tem &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;um destino de morte marcado.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Mesmo assim, tenho que cuidar bem dele...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Bruna&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;O coração é um bater&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;que está dentro de nós.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;O coração dá-nos a luz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Se não tivermos cuidado,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;pode ficar doente.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;O coração também tem sentimentos...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Às vezes fica feliz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;com o carinho do pai e da mãe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Outras, deprimido com algumas coisas...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;O coração é especial para mim.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;E para ti?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Sílvia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;oração com alegria&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; meu coração está a bater&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;ir, ou chorar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; mãe começa a mimar-me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;om as suas mãos de amor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;o ver-me chorar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;u a pensar!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ricardo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="WIDTH: 500px; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=ok&amp;amp;ct=1&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=3314649325791870838&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=ok&amp;amp;ct=1&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=3314649325791870838&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed style="WIDTH: 350px; HEIGHT: 262px" name="flashticker" align="middle" src="http://widget-76.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=ok&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=3314649325791870838&amp;amp;site=widget-76.slide.com"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;div style="WIDTH: 350px; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=ok&amp;amp;ct=1&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=3314649325791870838&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=ok&amp;amp;ct=1&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=3314649325791870838&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&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/1845222504890004807-1795330831948094842?l=eb1calvario1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eb1calvario1.blogspot.com/feeds/1795330831948094842/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1845222504890004807&amp;postID=1795330831948094842' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1845222504890004807/posts/default/1795330831948094842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1845222504890004807/posts/default/1795330831948094842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eb1calvario1.blogspot.com/2010/10/dia-do-coracao.html' title='Dia do Coração'/><author><name>Pedacitos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02399103471113948391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f9tr-4qRXBI/SeZnxZcr0jI/AAAAAAAAAeg/7_sVUo5eahE/S220/baptizado+Carolina+ESE+1+Abril+117.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1845222504890004807.post-2017687230716765487</id><published>2010-09-23T13:51:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2010-09-23T14:03:16.185+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jogos'/><title type='text'>Quem conta um conto...</title><content type='html'>Estivemos a fazer uma actividade que nos mostrou a importância de estar atento ao que se ouve e que depois de diz. Este jogo mostrou-nos que às vezes "mentimos" sem querer porque dizemos que ouvimos uma coisa que afinal não seria bem assim...&lt;br /&gt;Vejam as frases que a professora nos fez passar (escrita a azul) e comparem com o que a última pessoa, neste caso, a professora Ló, disse (a vermelho):&lt;br /&gt;1ª - &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;"Estava um elefante pendurado num eucalipto a comer uma salada de fruta."&lt;/span&gt; - "&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Espetada no café"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;2ª -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt; "A menina Aida fez um colar de ervilhas."&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;strong&gt;"Vou ao ouriço-cacheiro no café."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;3ª -&lt;/span&gt; "&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;A Genoveva fez uma saia com palha e folhas secas."&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;strong&gt;"Eu tenho uma saia às cores."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;´&lt;br /&gt;Com este jogo percebemos melhor a importância de estar atento ao que se ouve e, sobretudo, de o reproduzir exactamente!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1845222504890004807-2017687230716765487?l=eb1calvario1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eb1calvario1.blogspot.com/feeds/2017687230716765487/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1845222504890004807&amp;postID=2017687230716765487' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1845222504890004807/posts/default/2017687230716765487'/><link rel='self' 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palavras, com a ordem alfabética e com as rimas e assim nasceu o Abecedário da Escola.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ABECEDÁRIO DA ESCOLA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É o abecedário, abecedário da Escola&lt;br /&gt;Fala do que faço e do que tenho na sacola!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;A, aprender, para muito se saber&lt;br /&gt;B é a borracha que guardo na minha caixa&lt;br /&gt;C é a caneta, vermelha, azul ou preta&lt;br /&gt;D é o ditado que me deixa arrepiado!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E, Estudo do Meio, que é antes do recreio&lt;br /&gt;F é a ficha, onde eu quero ser artista&lt;br /&gt;G é a gaveta onde meto a caneta&lt;br /&gt;H é a harmonia que nos traz a alegria.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I é importante a vogal e a consoante&lt;br /&gt;J é a janela, vemos o mundo por ela&lt;br /&gt;L é o livro, meu verdadeiro amigo&lt;br /&gt;M é o marcador para eu pintar a flor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N é a natação onde eu sou campeão&lt;br /&gt;O é a operação que faço com atenção&lt;br /&gt;P é a professora que me ajuda a toda a hora&lt;br /&gt;Q é a questão, tem ponto de interrogação.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;R é o reconto que fazemos de um conto&lt;br /&gt;S é a sala onde temos esta aula&lt;br /&gt;T é a tesoura para recortar a vassoura&lt;br /&gt;U é o um, tiro-o e fico sem nenhum!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;V é o verde, é a cor da nossa rede&lt;br /&gt;X é o xadrez que jogamos uma vez&lt;br /&gt;Z é o zero que nas notas eu não quero!&lt;br /&gt;É o abecedário, abecedário da Escola!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1845222504890004807-2325264601045162219?l=eb1calvario1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f9tr-4qRXBI/SeZnxZcr0jI/AAAAAAAAAeg/7_sVUo5eahE/S220/baptizado+Carolina+ESE+1+Abril+117.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1845222504890004807.post-7743020088663232971</id><published>2010-09-17T15:56:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2010-10-02T21:15:27.487+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Matemática'/><title type='text'>A Geometria e os jogos</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;A professora propôs-nos um trabalho para casa: pedir às nossas mães, avós, tias,... que nos falassem das macacas que jogavam quando eram pequenas e se possível, que as desenhassem e explicassem o seu funcionamento. Quase todos trouxeram o mesmo desenho mas a professora explicou que ela também só conhecia aquele desenho. Falámos também do Jogo do Galo e criámos um tabuleiro gigante no chão da sala para jogarmos, sendo nós mesmos as peças. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Todo este trabalho foi para falar de geometria e de figuras geométricas. Durante a exploração desta actividade explorámos as figuras descrevendo-as, representando-as no papel quadriculado ou no geoplano. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;realmente é mais engraçado aprender as coisas a brincar! Sem darmos conta, estávamos a trabalhar a Matemática.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ficam aqui alguns momentos deste trabalho.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="WIDTH: 426px; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=ok&amp;amp;ct=1&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=3314649325791871124&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=ok&amp;amp;ct=1&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=3314649325791871124&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed style="WIDTH: 350px; HEIGHT: 262px" name="flashticker" align="middle" src="http://widget-94.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=ok&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=3314649325791871124&amp;amp;site=widget-94.slide.com"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;div style="WIDTH: 350px; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=ok&amp;amp;ct=1&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=3314649325791871124&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=ok&amp;amp;ct=1&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=3314649325791871124&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1845222504890004807-7743020088663232971?l=eb1calvario1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eb1calvario1.blogspot.com/feeds/7743020088663232971/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1845222504890004807&amp;postID=7743020088663232971' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1845222504890004807/posts/default/7743020088663232971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1845222504890004807/posts/default/7743020088663232971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eb1calvario1.blogspot.com/2010/10/geometria-e-os-jogos.html' title='A Geometria e os jogos'/><author><name>Pedacitos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02399103471113948391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f9tr-4qRXBI/SeZnxZcr0jI/AAAAAAAAAeg/7_sVUo5eahE/S220/baptizado+Carolina+ESE+1+Abril+117.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1845222504890004807.post-1219612894561276395</id><published>2010-09-15T16:47:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2010-09-15T23:13:21.617+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f9tr-4qRXBI/TJFEzdJV2RI/AAAAAAAABZQ/juGacByLzvs/s1600/abril,+maio,+junho+360.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517266669293394194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f9tr-4qRXBI/TJFEzdJV2RI/AAAAAAAABZQ/juGacByLzvs/s400/abril,+maio,+junho+360.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hoje tivemos Área de Projecto. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Este ano vamos falar do Ambiente porque o tema é "Educação Ambiental".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Estivemos a relembrar tudo o que sabemos sobre o tema e a pensar em sugestões:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;vamos criar histórias&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;vamos inventar canções&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;vamos pintar desenhos&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;vamos criar poemas&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;vamos fazer cartazes&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;vamos fazer Visitas de Estudo&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;Há muitas e muitas coisas que podemos fazer com este tema tão importante. Vai ser um ano muito animado, de certeza! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1845222504890004807-1219612894561276395?l=eb1calvario1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eb1calvario1.blogspot.com/feeds/1219612894561276395/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1845222504890004807&amp;postID=1219612894561276395' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1845222504890004807/posts/default/1219612894561276395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1845222504890004807/posts/default/1219612894561276395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eb1calvario1.blogspot.com/2010/09/hoje-tivemos-area-de-projecto.html' title=''/><author><name>Pedacitos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02399103471113948391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f9tr-4qRXBI/SeZnxZcr0jI/AAAAAAAAAeg/7_sVUo5eahE/S220/baptizado+Carolina+ESE+1+Abril+117.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f9tr-4qRXBI/TJFEzdJV2RI/AAAAAAAABZQ/juGacByLzvs/s72-c/abril,+maio,+junho+360.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1845222504890004807.post-7737629107155512976</id><published>2010-09-14T15:35:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2010-09-15T23:06:40.118+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Actividades'/><title type='text'>Um novo ano</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Hoje abrimos o nosso blogue na sala de aula e tivemos uma agradável surpresa: era a visita nº 2000!!! Que número tão exacto e que coincidência!&lt;br /&gt;Começámos o ano logo com muitos trabalhos.&lt;br /&gt;De manhã criámos um poema a partir da imagem de um lápis. Cada um fez o seu e no fim criámos um em grupo. Ficaram todos muito bonitos! Deixamos aqui o colectivo. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517264835082018466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f9tr-4qRXBI/TJFDIsLRXqI/AAAAAAAABZI/AMSWs-UjNXM/s400/O+meu+l%C3%A1pis.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;À tarde, estivemos a falar de geometria e de figuras geométricas e a representá-las no Geoplano, registando-as depois no papel.&lt;br /&gt;Como trabalho de casa a professora mandou-nos pedir às mães, tias e avós para desenharem macacas e para nos explicarem como se jogava. Apareceram três tipos diferentes de desenhos e estivemos a analisá-los: umas tinham quadrados e rectângulos, outras só rectângulos e a Ana trouxe uma circular. Estivemos a representá-las no Geoplano e no papel quadriculado. Foi um pouco difícil calcular o meio para colocar outro rectângulo por baixo.&lt;br /&gt;Depois estivemos a representar o Jogo do Galo e fizemos um na tijoleira da sala para jogar. As peças éramos nós, meninos contra meninas. Os meninos ganharam mais vezes...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1845222504890004807-7737629107155512976?l=eb1calvario1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eb1calvario1.blogspot.com/feeds/7737629107155512976/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1845222504890004807&amp;postID=7737629107155512976' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1845222504890004807/posts/default/7737629107155512976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1845222504890004807/posts/default/7737629107155512976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eb1calvario1.blogspot.com/2010/09/um-novo-ano.html' title='Um novo ano'/><author><name>Pedacitos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02399103471113948391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f9tr-4qRXBI/SeZnxZcr0jI/AAAAAAAAAeg/7_sVUo5eahE/S220/baptizado+Carolina+ESE+1+Abril+117.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f9tr-4qRXBI/TJFDIsLRXqI/AAAAAAAABZI/AMSWs-UjNXM/s72-c/O+meu+l%C3%A1pis.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1845222504890004807.post-4080573837780136167</id><published>2010-09-12T22:20:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2010-09-16T22:30:37.703+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pequenas coisas'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f9tr-4qRXBI/TJKKfvOO6TI/AAAAAAAABZY/61G-xFD5TYI/s1600/Rita.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517624771339020594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 278px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f9tr-4qRXBI/TJKKfvOO6TI/AAAAAAAABZY/61G-xFD5TYI/s400/Rita.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Vamos voltar à escola, ao castelo onde vivemos as nossas aventuras!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Vamos reencontrar "velhos" amigos e conhecer outros novos, os mais pequeninos, do 1º ano.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Vamos fazer muitas descobertas, aprender muito, ter muitas dúvidas, rir e chorar também...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Para todos, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;UM BOM ANO DE TRABALHO!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&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/1845222504890004807-4080573837780136167?l=eb1calvario1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eb1calvario1.blogspot.com/feeds/4080573837780136167/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1845222504890004807&amp;postID=4080573837780136167' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1845222504890004807/posts/default/4080573837780136167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1845222504890004807/posts/default/4080573837780136167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eb1calvario1.blogspot.com/2010/09/vamos-voltar-escola-vamos-reencontrar.html' title=''/><author><name>Pedacitos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02399103471113948391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f9tr-4qRXBI/SeZnxZcr0jI/AAAAAAAAAeg/7_sVUo5eahE/S220/baptizado+Carolina+ESE+1+Abril+117.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f9tr-4qRXBI/TJKKfvOO6TI/AAAAAAAABZY/61G-xFD5TYI/s72-c/Rita.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1845222504890004807.post-8427268987069628799</id><published>2010-07-14T23:01:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2010-07-14T23:18:13.760+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pequenas coisas'/><title type='text'>Conta-nos um conto...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f9tr-4qRXBI/TD40TGBuzII/AAAAAAAABY4/cTUFjqQpiZo/s1600/Capuchinho+Vermelho+-+EB1+Calv%C3%A1rio1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493886098078616706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 343px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f9tr-4qRXBI/TD40TGBuzII/AAAAAAAABY4/cTUFjqQpiZo/s400/Capuchinho+Vermelho+-+EB1+Calv%C3%A1rio1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Olá a quem nos visita!&lt;br /&gt;Hoje estou aqui eu, a professora, sozinha,porque os Pedacitos já estão de férias.&lt;br /&gt;A nossa turma participou no concurso “Conta-nos uma história!”, promovido no âmbito do Plano Tecnológico da Educação (PTE), através da Direcção Geral de Inovação e Desenvolvimento Curricular (DGIDC), do Gabinete da Rede de Bibliotecas Escolares (RBE) e do Plano Nacional de Leitura (PNL).&lt;br /&gt;Este concurso pretendia fomentar a utilização das Tecnologias de Informação e Comunicação (TIC), nomeadamente as de gravação digital áudio.&lt;br /&gt;Escolhemos trabalhar a história do Capuchinho Vermelho, contando-a e cantando-a. Preparámos o texto para não ultrapassar o tempo permitido, adaptámos as canções, escolhemos as vozes e ensaiámos bastante. Fizemos depois um desenho que identificasse o trabalho e foi o da Sílvia o escolhido para acompanhar a gravação.&lt;br /&gt;Recebi agora um mail com o endereço da página de apresentação dos trabalhos e aqui deixo o link directo para a nossa história.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://historias.dgidc.min-edu.pt/page/22/"&gt;http://historias.dgidc.min-edu.pt/page/22/ &lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1845222504890004807-8427268987069628799?l=eb1calvario1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eb1calvario1.blogspot.com/feeds/8427268987069628799/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1845222504890004807&amp;postID=8427268987069628799' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1845222504890004807/posts/default/8427268987069628799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1845222504890004807/posts/default/8427268987069628799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eb1calvario1.blogspot.com/2010/07/conta-nos-um-conto.html' title='Conta-nos um conto...'/><author><name>Pedacitos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02399103471113948391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f9tr-4qRXBI/SeZnxZcr0jI/AAAAAAAAAeg/7_sVUo5eahE/S220/baptizado+Carolina+ESE+1+Abril+117.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f9tr-4qRXBI/TD40TGBuzII/AAAAAAAABY4/cTUFjqQpiZo/s72-c/Capuchinho+Vermelho+-+EB1+Calv%C3%A1rio1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1845222504890004807.post-2340037200213145808</id><published>2010-06-17T17:39:00.011+01:00</published><updated>2010-06-24T21:15:53.002+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Actividades Escola'/><title type='text'>A nossa Visita de Estudo</title><content type='html'>Fizemos&amp;nbsp;uma Visita de Estudo que muito nos agradou: fomos à &lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Quinta de St. Inácio&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, a Gaia. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; 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clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f9tr-4qRXBI/TCO6fMw1eJI/AAAAAAAABYc/9I5wcMpJy4A/s1600/St+In%C3%A1cio+181.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="cssfloat: right; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" ru="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f9tr-4qRXBI/TCO6fMw1eJI/AAAAAAAABYc/9I5wcMpJy4A/s320/St+In%C3%A1cio+181.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Foi um dia muito bem passado! Vimos muitos animais, uns já nossos conhecidos, outros que só tínhamos visto em livros ou na televisão, como a pantera das neves,&amp;nbsp;ema ou as águias e até&amp;nbsp;as vacas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Lá havia um pouco de tudo. Havia animais domésticos como as galinhas as cabras, as vacas e outros selvagens como as araras, os macacos ou as cobras. Foi pena que os macacos estivessem presos e não os tívéssemos visto nos baloiços!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;No insectário vimos uns insectos muito estranhoa que pareciam mesmo uns paus, por isso tinham esse nome. Se não estivéssemos com atenção, nem os víamos de tão parecidos que eram com as plantas!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;À vinda passámos pela praia de Matosinhos,&amp;nbsp;comemos um gelado e brincámos um bocadinho na areia. Estava&amp;nbsp;tanto vento que até comemos areia nos gelados!&amp;nbsp;Foi pena termos estarmos lá pouco tempo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;embed flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=3314649325790479448&amp;amp;site=widget-58.slide.com" name="flashticker" quality="high" salign="l" scale="noscale" src="http://widget-58.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" style="height: 320px; width: 400px;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; width: 400px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=3314649325790479448&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ismap="true" src="http://widget-58.slide.com/p2/3314649325790479448/bb_t014_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide2.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Conhecem o &lt;strong&gt;cão da pradaria&lt;/strong&gt;? Vejam estes tão bonitos que estavam lá...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;embed flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=3314649325790479820&amp;amp;site=widget-cc.slide.com" name="flashticker" quality="high" salign="l" scale="noscale" src="http://widget-cc.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" style="height: 320px; width: 400px;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; width: 400px;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=3314649325790479820&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ismap="true" src="http://widget-cc.slide.com/p2/3314649325790479820/bb_t000_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide2.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Lindos e simpáticos, não é verdade?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1845222504890004807-2340037200213145808?l=eb1calvario1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eb1calvario1.blogspot.com/feeds/2340037200213145808/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1845222504890004807&amp;postID=2340037200213145808' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1845222504890004807/posts/default/2340037200213145808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1845222504890004807/posts/default/2340037200213145808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eb1calvario1.blogspot.com/2010/06/nossa-visita-de-estudo.html' title='A nossa Visita de Estudo'/><author><name>Pedacitos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02399103471113948391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f9tr-4qRXBI/SeZnxZcr0jI/AAAAAAAAAeg/7_sVUo5eahE/S220/baptizado+Carolina+ESE+1+Abril+117.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f9tr-4qRXBI/TCO562oWCNI/AAAAAAAABYM/MOcX5rSXOPM/s72-c/St+In%C3%A1cio+146.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1845222504890004807.post-1166344365974996369</id><published>2010-06-11T11:15:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2010-06-22T14:13:47.941+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='concursos'/><title type='text'>Temos uma vencedora!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f9tr-4qRXBI/TCC0kzwQHkI/AAAAAAAABXA/eayOmrAOfSE/s1600/C%C3%A1tia.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;No blogue da Biblioteca escolar da E.B.2.3 apareceu uma surpresa para nós:&lt;br /&gt;A Cátia da nossa sala recebeu o 1º lugar no concurso "Sente com o coração, liberta a imaginação".&lt;br /&gt;Foi uma festa! Palmas e aplausos não faltaram e a Cátia ali a olhar para todos muito espantada.&lt;br /&gt;A sala do 4º ano, da professora Rosário recebeu o 3º lugar. A nossa escola portou-se mesmo bem!&lt;br /&gt;Parabéns, Cátia!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;Sente com o coração, liberta a imaginação&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sente com o coração&lt;br /&gt;Tens amor e imaginação &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f9tr-4qRXBI/TCC1FcZfw4I/AAAAAAAABXI/KuYkQbYa0ek/s1600/C%C3%A1tia+mundo+da+fantasia.jpg"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sente com o coração&lt;br /&gt;Tens paz, harmonia e muita alegria.&lt;br /&gt;Sente com o coração&lt;br /&gt;Tens amigos, família e amor.&lt;br /&gt;Sente com o coração&lt;br /&gt;Vês a lua, o sol e as estrelas.&lt;br /&gt;Liberta a imaginação!&lt;br /&gt;O mundo colorido está à tua espera.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Liberta a imaginação!&lt;br /&gt;Vê o mar azul em toda a terra.&lt;br /&gt;Liberta a imaginação!&lt;br /&gt;Nasce um sonho e um amor.&lt;br /&gt;Liberta a imaginação!&lt;br /&gt;Verás um paraíso&lt;br /&gt;Como nunca tinhas visto!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;Cátia Daniela Costa Ribeiro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f9tr-4qRXBI/TCC2dUonfxI/AAAAAAAABXQ/QY4N3B0SB_c/s1600/C%C3%A1tia+mundo+da+fantasia.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ru="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f9tr-4qRXBI/TCC2dUonfxI/AAAAAAAABXQ/QY4N3B0SB_c/s320/C%C3%A1tia+mundo+da+fantasia.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1845222504890004807-1166344365974996369?l=eb1calvario1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eb1calvario1.blogspot.com/feeds/1166344365974996369/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1845222504890004807&amp;postID=1166344365974996369' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1845222504890004807/posts/default/1166344365974996369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1845222504890004807/posts/default/1166344365974996369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eb1calvario1.blogspot.com/2010/06/temos-uma-vencedora.html' title='Temos uma vencedora!'/><author><name>Pedacitos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02399103471113948391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f9tr-4qRXBI/SeZnxZcr0jI/AAAAAAAAAeg/7_sVUo5eahE/S220/baptizado+Carolina+ESE+1+Abril+117.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f9tr-4qRXBI/TCC2dUonfxI/AAAAAAAABXQ/QY4N3B0SB_c/s72-c/C%C3%A1tia+mundo+da+fantasia.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1845222504890004807.post-817688396221035906</id><published>2010-06-01T13:36:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2010-06-10T19:24:13.812+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Actividades Escola'/><title type='text'>Dia da Criança</title><content type='html'>A nossa escola comemorou de uma forma muito animada o Dia da Criança...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Logo à chegada pintámos as caras à nossa vontade e ficámos todos muito bonitos. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Havia uma surpresa e ela chegou a meio da manhã: tivemos uma aula de aeróbica bem suada! A professora Marlene teve muita paciência para nos por em ordem para repetir as sequências de movimentos que ela nos apresentava.Afinal, somos quase 100, ela não costuma ter uma turma tão grande! Depois do aquecimento aprendemos umas sequências de passos que no fim deram uma coreografia bem bonita. Só tínhamos que estar com atenção, contar sempre os passos em grupos de oito e pronto, lá estávamos nós muito animados a "dançar".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;No fim desta actividade, a fome e a sede eram grandes e apareceu um bolo enorme que chegou e sobrou para todos!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Como se tratava do Dia da Criança, estivemos a ilustrar em painéis os Direitos das crianças. Escolhíamos um deles e fazíamos o desenho que o representava. Como estava já muito sol e muito calor, o cartaz não foi colocado na parede, como estava prtevisto, mas sim no chão. Soube muito bem estar de barriga para baixo a desenhar, à sombrinha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Este foi um dia muito animado!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed style="WIDTH: 426px; HEIGHT: 320px" name="flashticker" align="middle" src="http://widget-59.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=ok&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=3314649325790260825&amp;amp;site=widget-59.slide.com"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;div style="WIDTH: 426px; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=ok&amp;amp;ct=1&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=3314649325790260825&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=ok&amp;amp;ct=1&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=3314649325790260825&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&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/1845222504890004807-817688396221035906?l=eb1calvario1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eb1calvario1.blogspot.com/feeds/817688396221035906/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1845222504890004807&amp;postID=817688396221035906' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1845222504890004807/posts/default/817688396221035906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1845222504890004807/posts/default/817688396221035906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eb1calvario1.blogspot.com/2010/06/dia-da-crianca.html' title='Dia da Criança'/><author><name>Pedacitos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02399103471113948391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f9tr-4qRXBI/SeZnxZcr0jI/AAAAAAAAAeg/7_sVUo5eahE/S220/baptizado+Carolina+ESE+1+Abril+117.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1845222504890004807.post-7022132154785485111</id><published>2010-05-31T17:54:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2010-06-29T21:00:27.704+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='escrita'/><title type='text'>Se eu fosse uma bola de sabão...</title><content type='html'>O texto que lemos hoje na sala falava de uma bola de sabão.A professora fez umas bolas de sabão muito grandes e bonitas. É pena que elas rebentem tão depressa, são tão bonitas!&lt;br /&gt;ainda faltava algum tempo para tocar e a professora sugeriu que criássemos um texto para o título: "Se eu fosse uma bola de sabão..."&lt;br /&gt;Ficaram muito bonitos os nossos textos, como podem ver...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Se eu fosse uma bola de sabão&lt;br /&gt;voava por todo o lado.&lt;br /&gt;Subia até lá acima&lt;br /&gt;E via o céu estrelado.&lt;br /&gt;Era transparente, estava sempre a voar&lt;br /&gt;A conhecer o mundo, a viajar.&lt;br /&gt;Se alguém me tocasse, eu não rebentava&lt;br /&gt;Feliz eu ficava, em todo o lado!&lt;br /&gt;Uma bola de sabão eu gostava de ser!&lt;br /&gt;Uma menina soprava&lt;br /&gt;E eu começava a voar pelo ar.&lt;br /&gt;Tinha amigos que também voavam &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f9tr-4qRXBI/TA11TeGpLII/AAAAAAAABVc/dM8h7OasX14/s1600/Maria+bolas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480165298938653826" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f9tr-4qRXBI/TA11TeGpLII/AAAAAAAABVc/dM8h7OasX14/s200/Maria+bolas.jpg" style="cursor: hand; float: right; height: 170px; margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; width: 200px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No meu coração eles ficavam,&lt;br /&gt;Não desapareciam,&lt;br /&gt;Ficavam para sempre guardados.&lt;br /&gt;Tocava no céu&lt;br /&gt;Bem lá em cima, no ar,&lt;br /&gt;Sempre a viajar!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Maria&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000099;"&gt;Se eu fosse uma bola de sabão voava &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f9tr-4qRXBI/TA110ZPG-vI/AAAAAAAABVk/FmU-EiV42PY/s1600/R%C3%BAben+bolas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480165864567667442" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f9tr-4qRXBI/TA110ZPG-vI/AAAAAAAABVk/FmU-EiV42PY/s200/R%C3%BAben+bolas.jpg" style="cursor: hand; float: right; height: 149px; margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; width: 200px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;sobre o mar azul.&lt;br /&gt;Podia ir até Espanha ou até França.&lt;br /&gt;Seguia pelo ar fresquinho, a ver os passarinhos, sem ninguém me rebentar.&lt;br /&gt;Podia dar a volta ao mundo sem ninguém me ver.&lt;br /&gt;Se me vissem, eu era transparente e colorida lá no céu.&lt;br /&gt;Se eu fosse uma bola de sabão tocava nas nuvens e fazia-lhes cócegas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rúben&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff6600;"&gt;Se eu fosse uma bola de sabão&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f9tr-4qRXBI/TA12OPrqnHI/AAAAAAAABVs/JBlaBYXBP5Q/s1600/s%C3%ADlvia+bolas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480166308679687282" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f9tr-4qRXBI/TA12OPrqnHI/AAAAAAAABVs/JBlaBYXBP5Q/s200/s%C3%ADlvia+bolas.jpg" style="cursor: hand; float: right; height: 200px; margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; width: 172px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ia voar pelos ares fora.&lt;br /&gt;Se eu fosse uma bola de sabão&lt;br /&gt;Ia ser transparente.&lt;br /&gt;Eu era magrinha,&lt;br /&gt;Com cores alegres,&lt;br /&gt;Azul, amarelo,&lt;br /&gt;Verde também.&lt;br /&gt;Quando chegasse ao céu&lt;br /&gt;Ia ver tudo nos meus olhos&lt;br /&gt;Porque eu era uma bola da sabão.&lt;br /&gt;Sim!&lt;br /&gt;Era eu a bola de sabão,&lt;br /&gt;Sempre delicada!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sílvia&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #006600;"&gt;Se eu fosse uma bola de sabão&lt;br /&gt;Voava no céu azul.&lt;br /&gt;Se eu fosse uma bola de sabão &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f9tr-4qRXBI/TA12jkY-4vI/AAAAAAAABV0/S4PNTo17cuw/s1600/Tiago+bolas+sab%C3%A3o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480166675015721714" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f9tr-4qRXBI/TA12jkY-4vI/AAAAAAAABV0/S4PNTo17cuw/s200/Tiago+bolas+sab%C3%A3o.jpg" style="cursor: hand; float: right; height: 146px; margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; width: 200px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cantava como as crianças.&lt;br /&gt;Se eu fosse uma bola de sabão&lt;br /&gt;Fazia tudo para o mundo sorrir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se eu fosse uma bola de sabão&lt;br /&gt;Dava alegria, amor, paixão às crianças.&lt;br /&gt;Se eu fosse uma bola de sabão&lt;br /&gt;Ensinava a imaginação&lt;br /&gt;Que nasce no coração.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tiago&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc33cc;"&gt;Se eu fosse uma bola de sabão&lt;br /&gt;Era transparente.&lt;br /&gt;Cheirava a limão&lt;br /&gt;E não era quente.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se eu fosse uma bola de sabão&lt;br /&gt;Voava pelo ar&lt;br /&gt;No mundo da imaginação&lt;br /&gt;Sem ninguém me encontrar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se eu fosse uma bola de sabão&lt;br /&gt;Queria beijar a lua&lt;br /&gt;Para ficar cheia de emoção&lt;br /&gt;E para andar feliz na rua.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Vânia&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff6666;"&gt;Se eu fosse uma bola de sabão&lt;br /&gt;Sentia no meu coração a imaginação.&lt;br /&gt;A minha alma era muito calma.&lt;br /&gt;Tinha amigos aos milhões&lt;br /&gt;Que me guardavam nos corações.&lt;br /&gt;Tinha cara&lt;br /&gt;E tinha uma amiga chamada Lara.&lt;br /&gt;Adorava ser uma bola de sabão&lt;br /&gt;Por que cheirava muito a limão.&lt;br /&gt;Ia pelo ar,&lt;br /&gt;Viajava sem parar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Daniela&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f9tr-4qRXBI/TA13jRJAveI/AAAAAAAABWM/riU0pOlRXEg/s1600/filipa+bolas+sab%C3%A3o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480167769360088546" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f9tr-4qRXBI/TA13jRJAveI/AAAAAAAABWM/riU0pOlRXEg/s200/filipa+bolas+sab%C3%A3o.jpg" style="cursor: hand; float: right; height: 125px; margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; width: 200px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;Se eu fosse uma bola de sabão, a minha casa era transparente.&lt;br /&gt;Eu gostava de ser uma bola de sabão mas sem rebentar&lt;br /&gt;Eu gostava de ser uma bola de sabão azul, amarela, verde e de muitas mais cores…&lt;br /&gt;Eu andava pelo ar, a viajar sem parar.&lt;br /&gt;Ia para uma cidade mágica e nunca mais rebentava…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Filipa&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ffcc00;"&gt;Se eu fosse uma bola de sabão&lt;br /&gt;Voava sobre o mundo todo,&lt;br /&gt;Sobre o planeta todo.&lt;br /&gt;Se eu fosse uma bola de sabão&lt;br /&gt;Gostava que os meninos&lt;br /&gt;brincassem comigo.&lt;br /&gt;Rita&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Se eu fosse uma bola de sabão&lt;br /&gt;Sabia voar&lt;br /&gt;E era gorducha. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f9tr-4qRXBI/TA13C6wP6bI/AAAAAAAABV8/xkQwcx5VtEE/s1600/ana+bolas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480167213594831282" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f9tr-4qRXBI/TA13C6wP6bI/AAAAAAAABV8/xkQwcx5VtEE/s200/ana+bolas.jpg" style="cursor: hand; float: right; height: 111px; margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; width: 200px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu era bonita e alegre&lt;br /&gt;Muito, mas muito fofinha!&lt;br /&gt;Tinha milhares de amigos&lt;br /&gt;Que me ajudavam a viajar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Voava pela minha imaginação&lt;br /&gt;Criada no meu coração.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Era assim a minha vida&lt;br /&gt;Se eu fosse uma bola de sabão!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ana&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #33cc00;"&gt;Se eu fosse uma bola de sabão&lt;br /&gt;Seria húmida, pequena, radiante… &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f9tr-4qRXBI/TA13QGlihuI/AAAAAAAABWE/4-55A6ZE6YA/s1600/Bruna+bolas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480167440109438690" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f9tr-4qRXBI/TA13QGlihuI/AAAAAAAABWE/4-55A6ZE6YA/s200/Bruna+bolas.jpg" style="cursor: hand; float: right; height: 175px; margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; width: 200px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Voava pelos céus&lt;br /&gt;Podia ver os séculos.&lt;br /&gt;Visitava Jesus e os seus espíritos&lt;br /&gt;Via o sol, as paisagens,…&lt;br /&gt;Passeava pelo mundo inteiro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Via a China, o Japão,&lt;br /&gt;França, Espanha, o Afeganistão&lt;br /&gt;Países de emoção.&lt;br /&gt;Tinha a paixão&lt;br /&gt;No coração!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bruna&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Se eu fosse uma bola de sabão&lt;br /&gt;Era feita de líquido.&lt;br /&gt;Se eu fosse uma bola de sabão&lt;br /&gt;Voava pelo ar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se eu fosse uma bola de sabão&lt;br /&gt;Conhecia o mundo.&lt;br /&gt;Era transparente e pequena,&lt;br /&gt;radiante e brilhante&lt;br /&gt;como as estrelas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Viajava do século I ao XXI&lt;br /&gt;Se me tocassem com um dedo,&lt;br /&gt;Não rebentava.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uma bola de sabão&lt;br /&gt;Tem muita paixão.&lt;br /&gt;Quem me dera mesmo ser&lt;br /&gt;Uma bola de sabão!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cátia&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;Se eu fosse uma bola de sabão estava dentro de um frasco qualquer.&lt;br /&gt;Ficava grande e ainda maior até que me soltava húmida e cheia de sabão e água.&lt;br /&gt;Se não rebentasse, subia, subia, subia muito alto, até tocar o céu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cláudio&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #009900;"&gt;Se eu fosse uma bola de sabão&lt;br /&gt;Podia voar e cair.&lt;br /&gt;Se eu fosse uma bola de sabão&lt;br /&gt;Era gordo, transparente.&lt;br /&gt;Se eu fosse uma bola de sabão&lt;br /&gt;Rebentava e voava pelo ar&lt;br /&gt;Sem parar.&lt;br /&gt;Ia parar a toda a parte,&lt;br /&gt;Sabia tudo sobre o mundo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ricardo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #993399;"&gt;Se eu fosse uma bola de sabão&lt;br /&gt;Estava em todo o lado.&lt;br /&gt;Subia, descia,&lt;br /&gt;Voava pelo mundo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se eu fosse uma bola de sabão&lt;br /&gt;Ensinava a todos a paixão&lt;br /&gt;Que está dentro do coração.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se eu fosse uma bola de sabão&lt;br /&gt;Sentia a imaginação&lt;br /&gt;No meu coração.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Queria mesmo ser bola de sabão!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Luísa&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;Se eu fosse uma bola de sabão&lt;br /&gt;Fazia muitas coisas.&lt;br /&gt;Primeiro preciso de água &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f9tr-4qRXBI/TA1321hytkI/AAAAAAAABWU/lN8_4jRcKGI/s1600/Marta+bola.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480168105545217602" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f9tr-4qRXBI/TA1321hytkI/AAAAAAAABWU/lN8_4jRcKGI/s200/Marta+bola.jpg" style="cursor: hand; float: right; height: 182px; margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; width: 200px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sabão e um carrinho de linhas&lt;br /&gt;E então posso fazer muitas coisas&lt;br /&gt;Como bola de sabão.&lt;br /&gt;Posso fazer uma estrela&lt;br /&gt;Ou um coração.&lt;br /&gt;Posso fazer uma bola de sabão&lt;br /&gt;Em casa, na escola&lt;br /&gt;Ou em casa de uma amiga.&lt;br /&gt;Se eu fosse uma bola de sabão&lt;br /&gt;Seguia pelo ar&lt;br /&gt;E via as nuvens.&lt;br /&gt;Parava numa rua de magia&lt;br /&gt;Que era linda&lt;br /&gt;Como uma fantasia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Marta&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;Se&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt; eu fosse uma bola de sabão&lt;br /&gt;Voava até ao céu.&lt;br /&gt;Eu tremia tanto, tanto, … mas nunca, nunca rebentava.&lt;br /&gt;Se alguém me quisesse tocar eu deslocava-me para outro sítio porque queria viver para sempre…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rafael&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #006600;"&gt;Se eu fosse uma bola de sabão &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f9tr-4qRXBI/TA14MzfKo9I/AAAAAAAABWc/n9OPNL_XFRs/s1600/Samuel+bolas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480168482954453970" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f9tr-4qRXBI/TA14MzfKo9I/AAAAAAAABWc/n9OPNL_XFRs/s200/Samuel+bolas.jpg" style="cursor: hand; float: right; height: 114px; margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; width: 200px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu voava pelo ar sem ninguém me conseguir parar.&lt;br /&gt;Se eu fosse uma bola de sabão,&lt;br /&gt;Voava por cima do mar azul.&lt;br /&gt;Se eu fosse uma bola de sabão&lt;br /&gt;Eu estava sempre a brincar no ar&lt;br /&gt;Sem ninguém me parar.&lt;br /&gt;Se eu fosse uma bola de sabão&lt;br /&gt;Andava no céu azul a brincar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Samuel&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1845222504890004807-7022132154785485111?l=eb1calvario1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eb1calvario1.blogspot.com/feeds/7022132154785485111/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1845222504890004807&amp;postID=7022132154785485111' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1845222504890004807/posts/default/7022132154785485111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1845222504890004807/posts/default/7022132154785485111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eb1calvario1.blogspot.com/2010/06/se-eu-fosse-uma-bola-de-sabao.html' title='Se eu fosse uma bola de sabão...'/><author><name>Pedacitos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02399103471113948391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f9tr-4qRXBI/SeZnxZcr0jI/AAAAAAAAAeg/7_sVUo5eahE/S220/baptizado+Carolina+ESE+1+Abril+117.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f9tr-4qRXBI/TA11TeGpLII/AAAAAAAABVc/dM8h7OasX14/s72-c/Maria+bolas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1845222504890004807.post-4812128109057153214</id><published>2010-05-26T22:28:00.008+01:00</published><updated>2010-05-29T10:50:31.059+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poesia'/><title type='text'>Mais pirilampos...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;A colocação de trabalhos no blogue dá muito trabalho, sobretudo se houver muito texto, como é o caso dos nossos pirilampos. Na aula&amp;nbsp;não dá para os passar todos por isso vão em partes. O segundo grupo aqui está, com os poemas que faltavam&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f9tr-4qRXBI/TADgVDIA_ZI/AAAAAAAABVM/TuLxNAnQuYE/s1600/Silvia2+pirilampo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" gu="true" height="143" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f9tr-4qRXBI/TADgVDIA_ZI/AAAAAAAABVM/TuLxNAnQuYE/s200/Silvia2+pirilampo.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eles são brancos&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Iluminam todos os cantos&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pois, são os pirilampos!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eles são como a luz do sol&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Brilham como as estrelas&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Levam-me a um mundo de magia&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Estás sempre a sorrir, pirilampo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gosto muito de ti!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Sílvia &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f9tr-4qRXBI/S_6-yqjBbOI/AAAAAAAABUk/C5uS4SwJ9XE/s1600/V%C3%A2nia+pirilampo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" gu="true" height="137" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f9tr-4qRXBI/S_6-yqjBbOI/AAAAAAAABUk/C5uS4SwJ9XE/s200/V%C3%A2nia+pirilampo.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;P&lt;/span&gt;irilampo, és um encanto&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;nsecto luminoso &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Pi&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;ilampo, iluminas o jardim&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;luminas o meu coração&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;embras-me uma estrela encantada&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;paixonas os animais&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; 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Vânia&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f9tr-4qRXBI/S_2PShSoJ5I/AAAAAAAABTc/nnMdnymAkv4/s1600/C%C3%A1tia++pirilampo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f9tr-4qRXBI/S_2PShSoJ5I/AAAAAAAABTc/nnMdnymAkv4/s1600/C%C3%A1tia++pirilampo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: right; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" gu="true" height="200" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f9tr-4qRXBI/S_2PShSoJ5I/AAAAAAAABTc/nnMdnymAkv4/s200/C%C3%A1tia++pirilampo.jpg" width="177" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Os pirilampos dão luz&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;São tão fofinhos!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;São pequenos&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;São difíceis de encontrar.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Só se vêem no escuro,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Só saem de casa à noite.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;As&amp;nbsp;luzes dos pirilampos&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Parecem uma estrela!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Cátia&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f9tr-4qRXBI/TADfkCHdNsI/AAAAAAAABU8/pG4V6UMt29I/s1600/Lu%C3%ADsa+pirilampo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" gu="true" height="133" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f9tr-4qRXBI/TADfkCHdNsI/AAAAAAAABU8/pG4V6UMt29I/s200/Lu%C3%ADsa+pirilampo.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;P&lt;/span&gt;irilampo, és tão lindo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;luminas a noite escura&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Amo&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;, tu me dás,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 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border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f9tr-4qRXBI/S_2NIWv1J9I/AAAAAAAABTU/vcKrWfpfAmY/s1600/Filipa++pirilampo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" gu="true" height="143" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f9tr-4qRXBI/S_2NIWv1J9I/AAAAAAAABTU/vcKrWfpfAmY/s200/Filipa++pirilampo.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;luminas a minha relva&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;elva que fica brilhante.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;sso faz-me imaginar.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;evas-me a ver uma estrela&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt; brilhar no meu jardim.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;uitas vezes te procuro&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;P&lt;/span&gt;oucas vezes te encontro.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;lho para ti e sorrio!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Filipa &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;P&lt;/span&gt;irilampo, dá às asas,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; 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&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;À&lt;/span&gt; noite iluminas o céu&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; És &lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;uito bonito&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;P&lt;/span&gt;odes iluminar a natureza&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Gost&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt; muito de ti!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Ricardo &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 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