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bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v19.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Da45700b3b7fc3e09%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331180278%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D6C042173913026B68F7122D9E0A17585F5CBEBA.3334A2668369856984D63937F8EEEF7D339C5834%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Da45700b3b7fc3e09%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DKdvGRPUblqiys21WMEPQwlpgAuY&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Andreea Tudorache, 1ºB&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/198998387940288705-1607612292888180916?l=escolab1-n2-ol.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-198998387940288705.post-3374348291384070443</id><published>2011-06-26T16:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-26T16:17:17.158-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Notícia: O Fim do Mundo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ontem, em Alverca, aconteceu uma coisa extraordinária. Os extraterrestres invadiram o planeta. Chegaram com naves enormes e luminosas. Havia extraterrestres muito grandes e anormais: uns tinham tentáculos iguais aos dos polvos, outros tinham picos como os ouriços e outros tinham antenas como as lagostas. E havia ainda extraterrestres com olhos gigantes.&lt;br /&gt;Quando a tropa chegou, houve um terramoto e abriu-se um grande buraco que matou muitos extraterrestres, mas três sobreviveram.&lt;br /&gt;Os da tropa decidiram levá-los da cratera para o hospital militar e tiveram de cuidar deles.&lt;br /&gt;Eles conheceram-se melhor e ficaram amigos para sempre. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 311px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 192px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622671040376638130" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bsaGc4dDUVI/Tge9hWKGirI/AAAAAAAAAUY/y88_VyDVDhM/s320/Imagem_Not%25C3%25ADcia_Andrei.jpg" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Os extraterrestres e os humanos ficaram amigos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Andrei Daniel, 3º A&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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Língua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04019238346909404456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bsaGc4dDUVI/Tge9hWKGirI/AAAAAAAAAUY/y88_VyDVDhM/s72-c/Imagem_Not%25C3%25ADcia_Andrei.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-198998387940288705.post-4510843489233434265</id><published>2011-06-26T16:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-26T16:09:05.986-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ditado Visual</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_b9vTF5TFto/Tge71dW29DI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/lezuSJQ9k8Q/s1600/Ditado%2Bvisual_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 273px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 354px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622669186883318834" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_b9vTF5TFto/Tge71dW29DI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/lezuSJQ9k8Q/s320/Ditado%2Bvisual_2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eAciZuivPAY/Tge7qn3EilI/AAAAAAAAAUI/hf4HBcn3GEc/s1600/Ditado%2Bvisual_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 284px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622669000724220498" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eAciZuivPAY/Tge7qn3EilI/AAAAAAAAAUI/hf4HBcn3GEc/s400/Ditado%2Bvisual_1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Fernando Tordesillos, 3ºA&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Andrei Daniel, 3ºA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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Língua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04019238346909404456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_b9vTF5TFto/Tge71dW29DI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/lezuSJQ9k8Q/s72-c/Ditado%2Bvisual_2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-198998387940288705.post-4227456231143026357</id><published>2011-06-26T15:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-26T16:00:22.286-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Trabalho de Projeto: O Espaço (Marcadores de livros)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0JJroa3DSgw/Tge5mXXL0MI/AAAAAAAAAUA/Ag6Pvf0L_gA/s1600/O%2BEspa%25C3%25A7o_Fernando_Andrei.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 252px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622666728552779970" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0JJroa3DSgw/Tge5mXXL0MI/AAAAAAAAAUA/Ag6Pvf0L_gA/s400/O%2BEspa%25C3%25A7o_Fernando_Andrei.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Fernando Tordesillos, 3º A&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Andrei Daniel, 3ºA&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/198998387940288705-4227456231143026357?l=escolab1-n2-ol.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escolab1-n2-ol.blogspot.com/feeds/4227456231143026357/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=198998387940288705&amp;postID=4227456231143026357' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-198998387940288705.post-2878501267544927860</id><published>2011-06-26T15:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-26T15:54:17.910-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Glossário: O tempo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--b65h3Fkmkg/Tge4hYyvraI/AAAAAAAAAT4/aRTAAEZU1P4/s1600/Gloss%25C3%25A1rio_Tempo_Daniel%2BArti.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 272px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622665543525838242" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--b65h3Fkmkg/Tge4hYyvraI/AAAAAAAAAT4/aRTAAEZU1P4/s400/Gloss%25C3%25A1rio_Tempo_Daniel%2BArti.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Daniel Arti, 1ºA&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/198998387940288705-2878501267544927860?l=escolab1-n2-ol.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escolab1-n2-ol.blogspot.com/feeds/2878501267544927860/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=198998387940288705&amp;postID=2878501267544927860' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198998387940288705/posts/default/2878501267544927860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198998387940288705/posts/default/2878501267544927860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escolab1-n2-ol.blogspot.com/2011/06/glossario-o-tempo.html' title='Glossário: O tempo'/><author><name>Oficina da Língua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04019238346909404456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--b65h3Fkmkg/Tge4hYyvraI/AAAAAAAAAT4/aRTAAEZU1P4/s72-c/Gloss%25C3%25A1rio_Tempo_Daniel%2BArti.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-198998387940288705.post-1028299686572642654</id><published>2011-06-26T15:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-26T15:51:52.812-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Glossário: Flores</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-J1JuFdvhiyo/Tge33KzOGOI/AAAAAAAAATw/PhObtnsh29k/s1600/Gloss%25C3%25A1rio_Flores_M%25C3%25B3nica%2BLupascu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 290px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622664818215229666" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-J1JuFdvhiyo/Tge33KzOGOI/AAAAAAAAATw/PhObtnsh29k/s400/Gloss%25C3%25A1rio_Flores_M%25C3%25B3nica%2BLupascu.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mónica Lupascu, 1º A&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/198998387940288705-1028299686572642654?l=escolab1-n2-ol.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escolab1-n2-ol.blogspot.com/feeds/1028299686572642654/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=198998387940288705&amp;postID=1028299686572642654' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198998387940288705/posts/default/1028299686572642654'/><link 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type='text'>Trabalho de Projeto: Os Animais</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RVRoPVpSmSY/Tge3JB863hI/AAAAAAAAATo/aI2A6QclMXw/s1600/BI%2BAnimais_Daniel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 258px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 332px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622664025566010898" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RVRoPVpSmSY/Tge3JB863hI/AAAAAAAAATo/aI2A6QclMXw/s320/BI%2BAnimais_Daniel.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0_VTvtlGmXc/Tge2ulqQv_I/AAAAAAAAATg/AGhm40IJgDk/s1600/Masc-Fem_Animais_Daniel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 262px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622663571294961650" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0_VTvtlGmXc/Tge2ulqQv_I/AAAAAAAAATg/AGhm40IJgDk/s400/Masc-Fem_Animais_Daniel.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daniel Arti, 1º A&lt;br 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-198998387940288705.post-7517290009090207615</id><published>2011-06-24T13:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-24T13:26:26.793-07:00</updated><title type='text'>O Mentiroso</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3e4iyPFtmcs/TgTy0sDtGdI/AAAAAAAAATA/sIFY5Z3S4M0/s1600/Img005.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 245px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3e4iyPFtmcs/TgTy0sDtGdI/AAAAAAAAATA/sIFY5Z3S4M0/s320/Img005.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621885221859039698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Era uma vez um homem que gostava de mentir. Mentia &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px; "&gt;para os vizinhos e para toda a tabanca.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px; "&gt;Um dia, ele mais outras pessoas foram escolhidos para participarem numa reunião com rei daquela província. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px; "&gt;Durante a viagem encontraram uma cabeça de cobra que lhes perguntou:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px; "&gt;- Onde vão?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px; "&gt;- Vamos para uma reunião com o rei.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px; "&gt;- Sobre o que é que vão falar nessa reunião?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px; "&gt;- Vamos falar sobre o problema da água na nossa aldeia. – respondeu o mentiroso.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px; "&gt;Na verdade a reunião era sobre o não pagamento de impostos por parte dos habitantes daquela aldeia. Como o grupo estava com vergonha, não disse nada ao ouvir o mentiroso dar aquela explicação.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px; "&gt;- Não sei se será bem isso, pois ouvi dizer que um de vocês é um grande mentiroso!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px; "&gt;- Como é que sabes que um de nós é um mentiroso?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px; "&gt;- Porque todos dizem que na vossa aldeia há um grande mentiroso.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px; "&gt;- Achas que é um de nós?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px; "&gt;- Sim, acho. E também acho que essa história de falta de água é uma grande mentira!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px; "&gt;- Desculpa, mas sendo assim, já não queremos falar mais contigo! – exclamou o mentiroso.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px; "&gt;- Porquê?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px; "&gt;- Porque não confias em nós! – acrescentou ele.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px; "&gt;Contrariados, o mentiroso e os seus companheiros continuaram então o seu caminho.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px; "&gt;Na viagem de regresso encontraram novamente a cabeça de cobra. Ela já sabia quem daquele grupo era o mentiroso. Dirigiu-se a ele e perguntou-lhe:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px; "&gt;- Porque é que me mentiste? Eu já descobri toda a verdade! Agora vou castigar-vos a todos! Vou transformar-vos em formigas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px; "&gt;- Não faças isso, por favor! – pediram todos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px; "&gt;- Tenho de fazer! A ele para aprender a não mentir. Aos outros por terem aceitado a sua mentira e não terem dito nada.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px; "&gt;- Nós prometemos que não voltamos a mentir…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px; "&gt;- Bom… Vou dar-vos mais uma oportunidade... Se voltarem a mentir, não vos transformo só a vocês em formigas, transformo toda a vossa aldeia e em terra. Estou já a avisar!!! - disse a cabeça de cobra, antes de os deixar continuar o seu caminho.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px; "&gt;Aliviados, respiraram fundo, e retomaram o seu caminho.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px; "&gt;Desde esse dia, o mentiroso nunca mais mentiu com medo de ser transformado em terra.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;                                    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Stinga Cosmina, Jéssica Pina e Patrícia Sousa - 3.ºB e 4.ºD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;                                   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;                                                                                                                                                                                                     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/198998387940288705-7517290009090207615?l=escolab1-n2-ol.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escolab1-n2-ol.blogspot.com/feeds/7517290009090207615/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=198998387940288705&amp;postID=7517290009090207615' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198998387940288705/posts/default/7517290009090207615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198998387940288705/posts/default/7517290009090207615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escolab1-n2-ol.blogspot.com/2011/06/o-mentiroso_9295.html' title='O Mentiroso'/><author><name>Oficina da Língua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04019238346909404456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3e4iyPFtmcs/TgTy0sDtGdI/AAAAAAAAATA/sIFY5Z3S4M0/s72-c/Img005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-198998387940288705.post-6917777065725173981</id><published>2011-06-24T13:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-24T13:21:25.394-07:00</updated><title type='text'>O Mentiroso</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8uEhmnFr7dI/TgTxtuzj6YI/AAAAAAAAAS4/3For9cUNAB0/s1600/Img008.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 237px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8uEhmnFr7dI/TgTxtuzj6YI/AAAAAAAAAS4/3For9cUNAB0/s320/Img008.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621884002825922946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Era uma vez um homem que gostava de mentir. Mentia &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px; "&gt;para os vizinhos e para toda a tabanca.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Um dia, ele mais outras pessoas foram escolhidos para participarem numa reunião com o rei daquela província. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Durante a viagem encontraram uma cabeça de cobra que lhes perguntou:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;- Onde vão?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;-Vamos ter com o rei!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;- O que vão lá fazer? – perguntou a cabeça de cobra.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;- Vamos a uma reunião com sua majestade. – respondeu o mentiroso.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;- Não sei de nenhuma reunião com o rei! Será que eu também posso ir? – perguntou a cabeça de cobra.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;A cabeça de cobra não esperou pela resposta do grupo e acompanhou-o.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Como ela era lenta e o grupo teve de acelerar o passo por já estar atrasado, ela acabou por desistir.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px; "&gt;No entanto, no caminho de regresso, encontraram-na no mesmo sítio que à vinda. Ela estava bastante chateada quando os viu e parecia estar à espera do grupo. Ao vê-los, dirigiu-se a eles e disse-lhes:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;-Eu sei que existe neste grupo um grande mentiroso que, durante a audiência individual com o rei, falou mal do seu povo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;O mentiroso ficou atrapalhado e com muito medo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;- Que história é essa? – perguntou o grupo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;- Pois é! Vocês não sabem, mas existe, neste grupo, um grande traidor! – exclamou a cabeça de cobra.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;- Ai é!!! E qual de nós é o traidor? – perguntaram.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;- É ele! – exclamou, indicando o mentiroso com a cabeça.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px; "&gt;Foi assim que a cabeça de cobra desmascarou o mentiroso, levando-o a confessar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;De regresso à aldeia, a tabanca reuniu-se e resolveu castigá-lo. Decidiu que, durante um ano, ele ficaria obrigado a fazer a recolha do lixo e a limpeza de todas as casas da aldeia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Com esse castigo, o mentiroso aprendeu uma grande lição e nunca mais mentiu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="right" style="text-align:right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10.0pt"&gt;Grace Kelly, 3.ºB&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/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/198998387940288705-6917777065725173981?l=escolab1-n2-ol.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escolab1-n2-ol.blogspot.com/feeds/6917777065725173981/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=198998387940288705&amp;postID=6917777065725173981' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198998387940288705/posts/default/6917777065725173981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198998387940288705/posts/default/6917777065725173981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escolab1-n2-ol.blogspot.com/2011/06/o-mentiroso_24.html' title='O Mentiroso'/><author><name>Oficina da Língua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04019238346909404456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8uEhmnFr7dI/TgTxtuzj6YI/AAAAAAAAAS4/3For9cUNAB0/s72-c/Img008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-198998387940288705.post-8920734627583346696</id><published>2011-06-24T13:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-24T13:17:00.027-07:00</updated><title type='text'>O Mentiroso</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tZPHGqXSNOM/TgTwrX1kPXI/AAAAAAAAASw/YQGR46a3uk8/s1600/Img009.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 221px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tZPHGqXSNOM/TgTwrX1kPXI/AAAAAAAAASw/YQGR46a3uk8/s320/Img009.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621882862788951410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Era uma vez um homem que gostava de mentir. Mentia para os vizinhos e para toda a tabanca.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Um dia, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 21px; "&gt;ele mais outras pessoas foram escolhidos para participarem numa reunião com o rei daquela província.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 21px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Durante a viagem encontraram uma cabeça de cobra que lhes perguntou:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 21px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;- Onde vocês vão?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 21px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;- Nós vamos a uma reunião com o rei da nossa província - responderam eles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 21px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;- Digam ao rei que eu lhe mando os meus &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 21px; font-size: medium; "&gt;cumprimentos. – pediu a cabeça de cobra.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 21px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Então, quando o mentiroso se encontrou com sua majestade, disse-lhe:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 21px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;- Sua alteza, no caminho para cá, encontrei a cabeça de cobra que me falou de sua majestade e me disse que sua alteza era um verdadeiro tirano.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 21px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Perplexo com o que ouviu da boca do mentiroso, o rei enviou os seus guardas questionar a cabeça de cobra para saber se de facto era verdade o que o mentiroso lhe disse, sem este saber.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 21px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Quando os guardas encontraram a cabeça de cobra interrogaram-na:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 21px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;- Ó cabeça de cobra, é verdade que tu disseste a um grupo de pessoas que sua alteza é um verdadeiro tirano?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 21px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;- Não! Eu disse-lhes para dar os meus cumprimentos a sua majestade – respondeu, surpreendida, a cabeça de cobra.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 21px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Então, quando o rei soube da verdade, mandou aprisionar o mentiroso e ele&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 19px; line-height: 21px; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 21px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;nunca mais mentiu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="right" style="text-align:right"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Stanislav Damaschin, 4.ºC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14.0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/198998387940288705-8920734627583346696?l=escolab1-n2-ol.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escolab1-n2-ol.blogspot.com/feeds/8920734627583346696/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=198998387940288705&amp;postID=8920734627583346696' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198998387940288705/posts/default/8920734627583346696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198998387940288705/posts/default/8920734627583346696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escolab1-n2-ol.blogspot.com/2011/06/o-mentiroso.html' title='O Mentiroso'/><author><name>Oficina da Língua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04019238346909404456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tZPHGqXSNOM/TgTwrX1kPXI/AAAAAAAAASw/YQGR46a3uk8/s72-c/Img009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-198998387940288705.post-6370539419200118142</id><published>2011-06-24T13:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-24T13:17:24.467-07:00</updated><title type='text'>O meu fim-de-semana</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;No sábado fui a uma festa da Orquestra no Centro Comunitário. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 21px; "&gt;Estavam lá algumas amigas minhas: a Cíntia, a Marta, a Ândria e a Tatiana.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 21px; " &gt;As pessoas da Orquestra organizaram um lanche. Havia muita coisa para comer. Havia bolos, batatas fritas, frango, sandes de fiambre, sandes de queijo, rissóis e muitas outras coisas. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 21px; " &gt;Eu comi batatas, bolos e rissóis. Quando decidi comer uma perna de frango, umas velhotas que lá estavam pegaram nos últimos pedaços e não me deixaram nada. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 21px; " &gt;Depois, estive a brincar com os meus primos e com as minhas amigas no Centro. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 21px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;No domingo, fui comprar pão, fui às compras ao &lt;i&gt;Minipreço&lt;/i&gt; e ao &lt;i&gt;Pingo Doce&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 19px;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: right;text-indent: 35.4pt; "&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;span style="mso-tab-count: 9"&gt;                                                                                                          &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:9.0pt"&gt;Grace Kelly, 3.ºB&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&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/198998387940288705-6370539419200118142?l=escolab1-n2-ol.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escolab1-n2-ol.blogspot.com/feeds/6370539419200118142/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=198998387940288705&amp;postID=6370539419200118142' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198998387940288705/posts/default/6370539419200118142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198998387940288705/posts/default/6370539419200118142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=198998387940288705&amp;postID=6359450499002430812' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198998387940288705/posts/default/6359450499002430812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198998387940288705/posts/default/6359450499002430812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escolab1-n2-ol.blogspot.com/2011/05/o-caozinho.html' title='O Cãozinho'/><author><name>Oficina da Língua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04019238346909404456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-198998387940288705.post-2266342118701205268</id><published>2011-04-04T01:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-04T01:22:51.567-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Trabalho de Projeto: Os Animais Sagrados do Antigo Egipto</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZanklyMgdaE/TZl_MmZpEuI/AAAAAAAAASc/PmrBcPsxoZo/s1600/Bastet_Fernando.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 163px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591640266800435938" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZanklyMgdaE/TZl_MmZpEuI/AAAAAAAAASc/PmrBcPsxoZo/s320/Bastet_Fernando.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zIfGER6_Tqk/TZl_AXtrU8I/AAAAAAAAASU/mVKDSPiJsIc/s1600/Apis_fernando.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 176px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591640056699507650" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zIfGER6_Tqk/TZl_AXtrU8I/AAAAAAAAASU/mVKDSPiJsIc/s320/Apis_fernando.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Jgeeh_OKHl0/TZl-1qOiqRI/AAAAAAAAASM/a0Hsvp2PJaI/s1600/Tu%25C3%25A9ris_Fernando.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 166px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591639872690628882" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Jgeeh_OKHl0/TZl-1qOiqRI/AAAAAAAAASM/a0Hsvp2PJaI/s320/Tu%25C3%25A9ris_Fernando.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2GimpG4YPHM/TZl-sl8pd6I/AAAAAAAAASE/Ksls356XIjM/s1600/Anubis_Andrei.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 189px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591639716923013026" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2GimpG4YPHM/TZl-sl8pd6I/AAAAAAAAASE/Ksls356XIjM/s320/Anubis_Andrei.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NGrhDDE8aB8/TZl-eYWOnWI/AAAAAAAAAR8/-5WIjapCgMQ/s1600/R%25C3%25A1_Andrei.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591639472754040162" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NGrhDDE8aB8/TZl-eYWOnWI/AAAAAAAAAR8/-5WIjapCgMQ/s320/R%25C3%25A1_Andrei.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PLGddmGG3Ag/TZl-VfatHCI/AAAAAAAAAR0/shwCyWMJWa8/s1600/Seth_Andrei.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 160px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591639320033041442" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PLGddmGG3Ag/TZl-VfatHCI/AAAAAAAAAR0/shwCyWMJWa8/s320/Seth_Andrei.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Fernando Tordosillos, 3º A&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Andrei Daniel, 3º A &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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/198998387940288705-2266342118701205268?l=escolab1-n2-ol.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escolab1-n2-ol.blogspot.com/feeds/2266342118701205268/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=198998387940288705&amp;postID=2266342118701205268' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198998387940288705/posts/default/2266342118701205268'/><link rel='self' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-198998387940288705.post-6287570307656081380</id><published>2011-04-03T13:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-04T01:07:56.665-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Quem quer tudo tudo perde&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Há muitos … muitos anos vivia num castelo que ficava num deserto um rei. Também vivia lá uma sereia, um ladrão e um mágico.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Mas o problema era o ladrão. Ele queria ser rico, mas para isso tinha de roubar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Passaram-se dias.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;O ladrão tornou-se rico e depois quando as pessoas da cidade souberam vieram pedir-lhe ajuda. Ele virou-se e disse que não. Tinha-se tornado rico por ter roubado a poção da riqueza ao mágico.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Uma delas ficou zangada por o ladrão ter dito que não e deitou-lhe fogo à casa. A seguir, vieram os bombeiros, apagaram o fogo e pediram a ajuda da sereia.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;-Sereia, és a única que pode ajudar o ladrão a ser castigado e que pode fazer esquecer esta maldade.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;A sereia arranjou um plano rapidamente. Foi a casa do ladrão e, logo que o ladrão a viu, apaixonou-se eternamente por ela. Quando apanhou o ladrão distraído, a sereia pegou na poção e foi-se embora sem deixar rasto nenhum.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;O mágico ficou pobre, tal como o ladrão.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kcqNWOmBdkQ/TZl6c8WZEAI/AAAAAAAAARs/5cNCxYutMLs/s1600/Banda%2Bdesenhada_C%25C3%25A1tia_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 314px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591635050012151810" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kcqNWOmBdkQ/TZl6c8WZEAI/AAAAAAAAARs/5cNCxYutMLs/s320/Banda%2Bdesenhada_C%25C3%25A1tia_1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-69K9hQCsiMg/TZjSYtw12GI/AAAAAAAAARc/LcmuxeLObpY/s1600/Banda%2Bdesenhada_C%25C3%25A1tia%2BGomes_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 302px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591450259423615074" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-69K9hQCsiMg/TZjSYtw12GI/AAAAAAAAARc/LcmuxeLObpY/s320/Banda%2Bdesenhada_C%25C3%25A1tia%2BGomes_2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cátia Gomes, 4ºA &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/198998387940288705-6287570307656081380?l=escolab1-n2-ol.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escolab1-n2-ol.blogspot.com/feeds/6287570307656081380/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=198998387940288705&amp;postID=6287570307656081380' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198998387940288705/posts/default/6287570307656081380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198998387940288705/posts/default/6287570307656081380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escolab1-n2-ol.blogspot.com/2011/04/quem-quer-tudo-tudo-perde-ha-muitos.html' title=''/><author><name>Oficina da Língua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04019238346909404456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kcqNWOmBdkQ/TZl6c8WZEAI/AAAAAAAAARs/5cNCxYutMLs/s72-c/Banda%2Bdesenhada_C%25C3%25A1tia_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-198998387940288705.post-6802369354074162687</id><published>2011-04-03T12:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-03T13:01:00.478-07:00</updated><title type='text'>História (contar e completar)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AeIsHt8QW2Y/TZjRsRMFfsI/AAAAAAAAARU/F1ofYxGn-WA/s1600/No%2Bsil%25C3%25AAncio%2Bda%2Bnoite_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 206px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591449495839014594" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AeIsHt8QW2Y/TZjRsRMFfsI/AAAAAAAAARU/F1ofYxGn-WA/s320/No%2Bsil%25C3%25AAncio%2Bda%2Bnoite_1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9H2nY-8IEd4/TZjRcqVvxqI/AAAAAAAAARM/fZ_vbsOlNq8/s1600/No%2Bsil%25C3%25AAncio%2Bda%2Bnoite_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 202px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591449227712513698" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9H2nY-8IEd4/TZjRcqVvxqI/AAAAAAAAARM/fZ_vbsOlNq8/s320/No%2Bsil%25C3%25AAncio%2Bda%2Bnoite_2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DGMZVRtF71E/TZjRVej3k_I/AAAAAAAAARE/p1CbQh3oAck/s1600/No%2Bsil%25C3%25AAncio%2Bda%2Bnoite_3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 299px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 216px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591449104291435506" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DGMZVRtF71E/TZjRVej3k_I/AAAAAAAAARE/p1CbQh3oAck/s320/No%2Bsil%25C3%25AAncio%2Bda%2Bnoite_3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Daniel Arti, 1ºA &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/198998387940288705-6802369354074162687?l=escolab1-n2-ol.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escolab1-n2-ol.blogspot.com/feeds/6802369354074162687/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=198998387940288705&amp;postID=6802369354074162687' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198998387940288705/posts/default/6802369354074162687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198998387940288705/posts/default/6802369354074162687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escolab1-n2-ol.blogspot.com/2011/04/historia-contar-e-completar_03.html' title='História (contar e completar)'/><author><name>Oficina da Língua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04019238346909404456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AeIsHt8QW2Y/TZjRsRMFfsI/AAAAAAAAARU/F1ofYxGn-WA/s72-c/No%2Bsil%25C3%25AAncio%2Bda%2Bnoite_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-198998387940288705.post-6732196068354409058</id><published>2011-04-03T12:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-03T13:13:50.254-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;No Planeta do Amor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Há muitos anos atrás, havia uma sereia que se chamava Carolina.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;A sereia vivia numa floresta, e nesta floresta havia um rio Ela começou a nadar e encontrou um pirata que lhe lançou um feitiço. A sereia ficou triste, porque o pirata lhe lançou um feitiço e também porque tinha perdido o pai.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ela foi ter com o sábio. O sábio disse-lhe :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;- Sereia, vais ter de procurar o teu pai, só ele é que pode tirar-te o feitiço.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;A sereia partiu em busca do pai. Quando encontrou o pai, ficou muito feliz. O feitiço desapareceu e a vida dela tornou-se feliz.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Era como se vivesse num planeta do amor. O amor que o pai tinha pela filha e que a filha tinha pelo pai tornou-os felizes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Vitória, Vitória acabou-se a estória. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AchZFRE9EAs/TZjP60-NH9I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/Wt54rEO90ng/s1600/Banda%2Bdesenhada_Kelissa%2BCardoso.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vZrjZD2eXPo/TZjPl6SGXvI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/-h3V7lz5RTU/s1600/Banda%2Bdesenhada_Kelissa%2BCardoso.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 254px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591447187587751666" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vZrjZD2eXPo/TZjPl6SGXvI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/-h3V7lz5RTU/s320/Banda%2Bdesenhada_Kelissa%2BCardoso.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Kelissa Cardoso, 4ºC &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/198998387940288705-6732196068354409058?l=escolab1-n2-ol.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escolab1-n2-ol.blogspot.com/feeds/6732196068354409058/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=198998387940288705&amp;postID=6732196068354409058' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198998387940288705/posts/default/6732196068354409058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198998387940288705/posts/default/6732196068354409058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escolab1-n2-ol.blogspot.com/2011/04/no-planeta-do-amor-ha-muitos-anos-atras.html' title=''/><author><name>Oficina da Língua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04019238346909404456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vZrjZD2eXPo/TZjPl6SGXvI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/-h3V7lz5RTU/s72-c/Banda%2Bdesenhada_Kelissa%2BCardoso.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-198998387940288705.post-667134572732615861</id><published>2011-04-03T12:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-03T12:46:58.361-07:00</updated><title type='text'>História (contar e completar)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ps5-GvWmltQ/TZjOdpzltiI/AAAAAAAAAQs/1sFploUYeeA/s1600/A%2Bmenina%2Be%2Bo%2Bc%25C3%25A3ozinho_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 225px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591445946214233634" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ps5-GvWmltQ/TZjOdpzltiI/AAAAAAAAAQs/1sFploUYeeA/s320/A%2Bmenina%2Be%2Bo%2Bc%25C3%25A3ozinho_1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KidiTVLqpPk/TZjOU9qOdqI/AAAAAAAAAQk/O0EZ9zdnY00/s1600/A%2Bmenina%2Be%2Bo%2Bc%25C3%25A3ozinho_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 235px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591445796924847778" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KidiTVLqpPk/TZjOU9qOdqI/AAAAAAAAAQk/O0EZ9zdnY00/s320/A%2Bmenina%2Be%2Bo%2Bc%25C3%25A3ozinho_2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mónica Lupascu, 1º A &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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Língua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04019238346909404456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ps5-GvWmltQ/TZjOdpzltiI/AAAAAAAAAQs/1sFploUYeeA/s72-c/A%2Bmenina%2Be%2Bo%2Bc%25C3%25A3ozinho_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-198998387940288705.post-9087895012531938836</id><published>2011-04-03T12:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-03T13:14:40.679-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Cigarra e a Formiga (banda desenhada)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Xsk7CG23Gd8/TZjNxu6c7CI/AAAAAAAAAQc/AE8av2zHG3w/s1600/Banda%2Bdesenhada_M%25C3%25B3nica%2BLupascu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 220px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591445191670950946" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Xsk7CG23Gd8/TZjNxu6c7CI/AAAAAAAAAQc/AE8av2zHG3w/s320/Banda%2Bdesenhada_M%25C3%25B3nica%2BLupascu.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wWFBzFC52Mc/TZjNmhEyQNI/AAAAAAAAAQU/Sh2lWX8pYao/s1600/Banda%2Bdesenhada_M%25C3%25B3nica%2BLupascu.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Mónica Lupascu, 1ºA &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/198998387940288705-9087895012531938836?l=escolab1-n2-ol.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escolab1-n2-ol.blogspot.com/feeds/9087895012531938836/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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Mas eles não eram amigos porque um era chato, o outro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt; era mandão e o último era falador. Por isso, eles estavam zangados. Começaram a lutar porque o jacaré roubou a comida a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;o tigre. O tigre saltou para a água e começaram a lutar. Depois a jibóia apareceu e disse:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify; line-height: normal; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;- Vocês parecem bebés! 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-198998387940288705.post-5310132042069220520</id><published>2011-02-13T11:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-13T11:45:13.736-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sequência Lógica (Exercício de oralidade)</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="477" height="305" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-98fcdf5ab76f05f3" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-198998387940288705.post-4188858125913943431</id><published>2011-02-13T10:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-13T10:29:25.034-08:00</updated><title type='text'>O Marciano Verdete (História a partir de imagem)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yrxTggfRrNg/TVgiJNEh9-I/AAAAAAAAAOk/vVYizSCMgmE/s1600/Sem%2BT%25C3%25ADtulo.png"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 246px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573242080393820130" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yrxTggfRrNg/TVgiJNEh9-I/AAAAAAAAAOk/vVYizSCMgmE/s320/Sem%2BT%25C3%25ADtulo.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Era uma vez um marciano que veio ao planeta terra em missão de paz. Era engraçado e brincalhão.&lt;br /&gt;- Será que me vão aceitar? É claro.&lt;br /&gt;Ele estava enganado, tinham-no aceitado mal. Chamaram-no de feio, idiota e outros nomes desagradáveis.&lt;br /&gt;- Vocês também são idiotas, vocês ainda não me conhecem.&lt;br /&gt;-Vai-te embora, não te queremos aqui.&lt;br /&gt;Foi o mesmo em todas os lugares dessa cidade. Então fizeram uma reunião.&lt;br /&gt;- Olá a todos, cá estamos nós aqui.&lt;br /&gt;E começou a barulheira. Será que ele é um marciano ou uma pessoa? Até que chegaram a uma conclusão:&lt;br /&gt;- É claro que é uma pessoa.&lt;br /&gt;E deixaram-no ficar numa das lojas da cidade como empregado.&lt;br /&gt;Mas já era tarde de mais. O verdete já se tinha ido embora a chorar.&lt;br /&gt;- Ninguém me aceita, sou um fracasso.&lt;br /&gt;E partiu na sua nave espacial.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cátia Gomes&lt;/strong&gt;, 4º A &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/198998387940288705-4188858125913943431?l=escolab1-n2-ol.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escolab1-n2-ol.blogspot.com/feeds/4188858125913943431/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=198998387940288705&amp;postID=4188858125913943431' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198998387940288705/posts/default/4188858125913943431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198998387940288705/posts/default/4188858125913943431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escolab1-n2-ol.blogspot.com/2011/02/o-marciano-verdete-historia-partir-de.html' title='O Marciano Verdete (História a partir de imagem)'/><author><name>Oficina da Língua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04019238346909404456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yrxTggfRrNg/TVgiJNEh9-I/AAAAAAAAAOk/vVYizSCMgmE/s72-c/Sem%2BT%25C3%25ADtulo.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-198998387940288705.post-2968903265054320406</id><published>2011-02-10T08:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-16T11:56:27.664-08:00</updated><title type='text'>O gato das Botas - Reconto</title><content type='html'>&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt; 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O gato disse que a lebre era um presente do Marquês de Catrapás.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify; line-height: normal; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:100%;"  &gt;A partir daí o gato dava presentes todos os dias ao rei. O rei convidou o Marquês de Catrapás para uma festa no castelo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify; line-height: normal; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Entretanto, o gato matreiro foi ao castelo de um gigante e pediu para ele se transformar em rato. A seguir, o gato comeu o rato e ele ficou com o castelo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify; line-height: normal; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:100%;"  &gt;No dia seguinte, o gato e o Marquês de Catrapás levaram o rei e a princesa ao castelo. O rei ofereceu a sua filha em casamento ao Marquês. Eles casaram e ficaram muito felizes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify; line-height: normal; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:100%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: right; line-height: normal; font-weight: bold;" align="right"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Diolony Fernandes – 4ºB&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:14pt;"  &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;                &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/198998387940288705-2968903265054320406?l=escolab1-n2-ol.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escolab1-n2-ol.blogspot.com/feeds/2968903265054320406/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=198998387940288705&amp;postID=2968903265054320406' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198998387940288705/posts/default/2968903265054320406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198998387940288705/posts/default/2968903265054320406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escolab1-n2-ol.blogspot.com/2011/02/o-gato-das-botas-reconto.html' title='O gato das Botas - Reconto'/><author><name>Oficina da Língua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04019238346909404456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-198998387940288705.post-7509021183770500381</id><published>2011-02-10T07:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-10T08:59:25.784-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Cinderela - Reconto da história</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ld1PA342O-A/TVQIhK8-KWI/AAAAAAAAAOE/uQTYxfQ1Kbg/s1600/Imagem19.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 396px; height: 316px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ld1PA342O-A/TVQIhK8-KWI/AAAAAAAAAOE/uQTYxfQ1Kbg/s320/Imagem19.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572088004932938082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KeW3zKBL0xg/TVQIuIKhM1I/AAAAAAAAAOM/09r1qqXnmsM/s1600/Imagem%2B021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 396px; height: 311px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KeW3zKBL0xg/TVQIuIKhM1I/AAAAAAAAAOM/09r1qqXnmsM/s320/Imagem%2B021.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572088227522753362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wmhHotZ8xNQ/TVQJIU3yvfI/AAAAAAAAAOU/bmIzeiL2l4k/s1600/Imagem%2B022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 385px; height: 285px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wmhHotZ8xNQ/TVQJIU3yvfI/AAAAAAAAAOU/bmIzeiL2l4k/s320/Imagem%2B022.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572088677610470898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kArRzVzQmuk/TVQLRC4PU-I/AAAAAAAAAOc/gs_cmkb-WAE/s1600/Imagem%2B023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 382px; height: 284px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kArRzVzQmuk/TVQLRC4PU-I/AAAAAAAAAOc/gs_cmkb-WAE/s320/Imagem%2B023.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572091026422584290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Florin Stinga - 2ºA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/RODRIG%7E1/DEFINI%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot.png" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/198998387940288705-7509021183770500381?l=escolab1-n2-ol.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escolab1-n2-ol.blogspot.com/feeds/7509021183770500381/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=198998387940288705&amp;postID=7509021183770500381' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198998387940288705/posts/default/7509021183770500381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198998387940288705/posts/default/7509021183770500381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escolab1-n2-ol.blogspot.com/2011/02/florin-stinga-2a.html' title='A Cinderela - Reconto da história'/><author><name>Oficina da Língua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04019238346909404456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ld1PA342O-A/TVQIhK8-KWI/AAAAAAAAAOE/uQTYxfQ1Kbg/s72-c/Imagem19.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-198998387940288705.post-3950557587739559669</id><published>2011-02-06T03:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-06T03:46:15.123-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Crina Dourada</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l0NTVuFvauI/TU6J78kZ1cI/AAAAAAAAAN8/nveljTjAnDg/s1600/006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 208px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l0NTVuFvauI/TU6J78kZ1cI/AAAAAAAAAN8/nveljTjAnDg/s320/006.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570541452067984834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Numa tarde fria de Inverno, a Crina Dourada reparou numa menina muito bonita que ia a caminho do supermercado. &lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;A Crina Dourada tinha sido presa por um menino malandro. Ele tinha-a posto dentro de um caixote do lixo e ela não conseguia sair de lá sozinha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Estava muito frio, por isso ao ver aquela menina que parecia muito querida e meiguinha, decidiu começar a fazer muito barulho para chamar a sua atenção.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;À ida, a menina não ouviu nada. Mas, no regresso, e já com as compras na mão, ouviu um barulho muito estranho a sair do caixote do lixo. Ela aproximou-se devagarinho para perceber o que estava a acontecer naquele caixote.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Quando compreendeu que era uma égua que estava lá presa, ajudou-a a sair do seu cativeiro.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Contente, mas ainda com medo, desatou a fugir. A menina não estava à espera que a Crina Dourada reagisse assim e ficou bastante triste.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Foi para casa e pensou no que lhe tinha acontecido. Pensou como é que a égua tinha ido parar àquele caixote e por que é que ela fugiu tão assustada. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;No dia seguinte, já mais calma, a Crina Dourada decidiu ir até casa da menina, visitá-la e agradecer-lhe o que ela tinha feito.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Desde esse dia, a Crina Dourada passou a ser uma grande amiga da menina. Andavam sempre as juntas pela cidade e pelos campos a passear e a brincar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="right" style="text-align:right"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Patrícia Sousa, 4.ºD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/198998387940288705-3950557587739559669?l=escolab1-n2-ol.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escolab1-n2-ol.blogspot.com/feeds/3950557587739559669/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=198998387940288705&amp;postID=3950557587739559669' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198998387940288705/posts/default/3950557587739559669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198998387940288705/posts/default/3950557587739559669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escolab1-n2-ol.blogspot.com/2011/02/crina-dourada.html' title='A Crina Dourada'/><author><name>Oficina da Língua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04019238346909404456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l0NTVuFvauI/TU6J78kZ1cI/AAAAAAAAAN8/nveljTjAnDg/s72-c/006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-198998387940288705.post-7584785898668632111</id><published>2011-01-22T09:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-22T09:34:39.594-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Lenda das Sete Cidades (reconto)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l0NTVuFvauI/TTsVHgeSuRI/AAAAAAAAANw/amw4MK_jFxw/s1600/DSC02762.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 246px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l0NTVuFvauI/TTsVHgeSuRI/AAAAAAAAANw/amw4MK_jFxw/s320/DSC02762.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565064983266638098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;Há muito tempo, existiu um país muito rico chamado Atlântida. Nesse país havia grandes bosques muito bonitos e montanhas muito altas. As vacas eram gordinhas e davam bom leite. As pessoas eram muito felizes. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;Atlântida foi destruída por um tremor de terra. Apenas restaram o alto das montanhas que deram origem ao arquipélago dos Açores. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;Numa dessas ilhas, na ilha de São Miguel, havia um reino chamado reino das Sete Cidades. Aí as casas eram confortáveis e grandes. As pessoas davam-se bem e os campos eram muito verdes. Esse reino tinha um rei que vivia num palácio muito grande com a sua filha. Ela tinha os cabelos loiros, que penteava com um pente de marfim. Os seus olhos eram azuis. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;Um dia, andava a passear no campo quando ouviu uma música suave. Foi ver de onde ela vinha e encontrou um pastor com as suas ovelhas. Ela foi ter com ele e ficaram amigos. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;Desde esse dia eles encontravam-se e passavam o tempo juntos, acabando por se apaixonar. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;Mas, passado algum tempo, o rei disse à princesa que ela já tinha um noivo e que se ia casar. Triste, ela foi ter com o pastor para lhe contar e para se despedir dele. Eles choraram muito. Choraram tanto que apareceram duas lagoas nesse lugar. Uma com água azul, como os olhos da princesa, e outra com água verde, como os olhos do pastor.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15.8333px; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="right" style="text-align:right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10.0pt"&gt;Grace Kelly, 3.ºB&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/198998387940288705-7584785898668632111?l=escolab1-n2-ol.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escolab1-n2-ol.blogspot.com/feeds/7584785898668632111/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=198998387940288705&amp;postID=7584785898668632111' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198998387940288705/posts/default/7584785898668632111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198998387940288705/posts/default/7584785898668632111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escolab1-n2-ol.blogspot.com/2011/01/lenda-das-sete-cidades-reconto_7201.html' title='A Lenda das Sete Cidades (reconto)'/><author><name>Oficina da Língua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04019238346909404456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l0NTVuFvauI/TTsVHgeSuRI/AAAAAAAAANw/amw4MK_jFxw/s72-c/DSC02762.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-198998387940288705.post-2877746450956277197</id><published>2011-01-22T09:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-22T09:31:45.351-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Lenda das Sete Cidades (reconto)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l0NTVuFvauI/TTsUZQKZW5I/AAAAAAAAANo/ENBBXpkIQmo/s1600/DSC02764.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 242px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l0NTVuFvauI/TTsUZQKZW5I/AAAAAAAAANo/ENBBXpkIQmo/s320/DSC02764.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565064188614237074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Há milhares de anos atrás, existia um país chamado Atlântida. Era um país muito rico. Tinha campos enormes e muitas vacas. Mas um dia, aconteceu uma desgraça. Houve um grande terramoto e um grande tsunami que destruiu e engoliu este belo país. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Só restaram os cumes das montanhas. Esses cumes transformaram-se em ilhas e essas ilhas formaram o Arquipélago dos Açores. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Numa dessas ilhas, na Ilha de São Miguel, havia um rei que vivia apenas com a sua filha. Ela era muito bonita e adorava passear pelos campos e pelo meio das flores. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Um dia, durante um dos seus passeios, a princesa escutou uma música muito bonita e suave. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Curiosa, ela seguiu o som da música e descobriu um belo pastor que tocava viola enquanto guardava o seu rebanho.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Desde esse dia, e durante muito tempo, encontraram-se e conversaram, acabando por se apaixonar. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;No entanto, um dia, quando a princesa chegou a casa, o seu pai anunciou-lhe que tinha um marido para ela: o príncipe de um reino próximo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Ela não queria casar, mas naquela altura era o pai quem escolhia o marido para as filhas. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Triste, a princesa foi ter com o pastor para um último encontro. Contou-lhe o que tinha acontecido e choraram muito. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Choraram tanto que formaram duas grandes lagoas com as suas lágrimas. Uma verde e outra azul, como a cor dos seus olhos. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15.8333px; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="right" style="text-align:right"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Stanislav Damaschin, 4.ºC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/198998387940288705-2877746450956277197?l=escolab1-n2-ol.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escolab1-n2-ol.blogspot.com/feeds/2877746450956277197/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=198998387940288705&amp;postID=2877746450956277197' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198998387940288705/posts/default/2877746450956277197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198998387940288705/posts/default/2877746450956277197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escolab1-n2-ol.blogspot.com/2011/01/lenda-das-sete-cidades-reconto_1401.html' title='A Lenda das Sete Cidades (reconto)'/><author><name>Oficina da Língua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04019238346909404456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l0NTVuFvauI/TTsUZQKZW5I/AAAAAAAAANo/ENBBXpkIQmo/s72-c/DSC02764.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-198998387940288705.post-4903373526617759212</id><published>2011-01-22T09:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-22T09:29:11.005-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Lenda das Sete Cidades (reconto)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l0NTVuFvauI/TTsT0gO6-DI/AAAAAAAAANg/fMeojB9w9_Q/s1600/DSC02765.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 244px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l0NTVuFvauI/TTsT0gO6-DI/AAAAAAAAANg/fMeojB9w9_Q/s320/DSC02765.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565063557273024562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Era uma vez um país chamado Atlântida que era muito rico e muito bonito. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Aí as pessoas eram muito felizes. Nesse país havia grandes bosques e árvores gigantescas. Essas árvores davam frutos saborosos. Havia vacas gordas e pachorrentas que davam bom leite.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Um dia, houve um grande terramoto e Atlântida foi engolida pelo mar numa só noite.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Das montanhas só ficaram os picos que se transformaram em ilhas. Essas ilhas são os Açores.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Numa dessas ilhas, S. Miguel, vivia um rei e a sua filha. Ela era bonita, tinha o cabelo louro e gostava de passear sozinha pelos campos. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Um dia, durante um dos seus passeios, ouviu uma canção muito suave foi ver de onde vinha o som e encontrou um pastor muito bonito. Os dois apaixonaram-se perdidamente e passaram a encontrar-se. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Um dia, o pai da princesa disse-lhe que ela se ia casar com um príncipe. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Ela ficou triste, porque não gostava dele mas sim do pastor. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Ela não tinha escolha e foi ter com o pastor para lhe contar que tinha de se casar com outro homem. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Os dois ficaram muito tristes e choraram muito. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;As suas lágrimas deram origem a dois lagos: um de água azul, como os olhos da princesa, e outro de água verde, como os olhos do pastor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15.8333px; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="right" style="text-align:right"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11.6667px; "&gt;Patrícia Sousa, 4.ºD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/198998387940288705-4903373526617759212?l=escolab1-n2-ol.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escolab1-n2-ol.blogspot.com/feeds/4903373526617759212/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=198998387940288705&amp;postID=4903373526617759212' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198998387940288705/posts/default/4903373526617759212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198998387940288705/posts/default/4903373526617759212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escolab1-n2-ol.blogspot.com/2011/01/lenda-das-sete-cidades-reconto_8940.html' title='A Lenda das Sete Cidades (reconto)'/><author><name>Oficina da Língua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04019238346909404456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l0NTVuFvauI/TTsT0gO6-DI/AAAAAAAAANg/fMeojB9w9_Q/s72-c/DSC02765.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-198998387940288705.post-3341917735986200434</id><published>2011-01-22T09:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-22T09:26:33.145-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Lenda das Sete Cidades (reconto)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l0NTVuFvauI/TTsTNBL2ZSI/AAAAAAAAANY/-XeM3mQJ2J8/s1600/DSC02763.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 246px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l0NTVuFvauI/TTsTNBL2ZSI/AAAAAAAAANY/-XeM3mQJ2J8/s320/DSC02763.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565062878923744546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Era uma vez um país muito rico que se chamava Atlântida. Nesse país havia muitos bosques cheios de flores e de árvores. As montanhas eram grandes e altas. Atlântida era um país muito rico e as pessoas eram todas amigas umas das outras.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Um dia, Atlântida foi engolida pela água do mar por causa de um tremor de terra. Só sobraram os topos das montanhas mais altas. Esses deram origem a nove ilhas e ao Arquipélago dos Açores.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Na ilha de São Miguel, havia um rei que governava o Reino das Sete Cidades. Ele tinha uma filha. Ela era uma princesa muito bonita. O seu cabelo era comprido e loiro.     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Um dia, a princesa andava a passear e encontrou um pastor que tocava viola muito bem. Conheceram-se e apaixonaram-se.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Mas um dia, o pai da princesa disse-lhe que ela tinha de se casar com um príncipe que a pediu em casamento.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Ela ficou muito triste, porque gostava do pastor, mas não tinha escolha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Então, ela foi ter com o pastor para lhe dizer que o amava, mas que tinha de casar com o outro homem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Os dois choraram muito e as suas lágrimas formaram duas lagoas: uma com água verde, como os olhos do pastor, e outra com água azul, como os olhos da princesa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15.8333px; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="right" style="text-align:right;tab-stops:388.45pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt"&gt;Jéssica Pina, 4.ºD&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/198998387940288705-3341917735986200434?l=escolab1-n2-ol.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escolab1-n2-ol.blogspot.com/feeds/3341917735986200434/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=198998387940288705&amp;postID=3341917735986200434' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198998387940288705/posts/default/3341917735986200434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198998387940288705/posts/default/3341917735986200434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escolab1-n2-ol.blogspot.com/2011/01/lenda-das-sete-cidades-reconto_22.html' title='A Lenda das Sete Cidades (reconto)'/><author><name>Oficina da Língua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04019238346909404456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l0NTVuFvauI/TTsTNBL2ZSI/AAAAAAAAANY/-XeM3mQJ2J8/s72-c/DSC02763.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-198998387940288705.post-2165548612259526634</id><published>2011-01-22T09:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-22T09:23:41.211-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Lenda das Sete Cidades (reconto)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l0NTVuFvauI/TTsSdzvulFI/AAAAAAAAANQ/BfESH6FI5lw/s1600/DSC02766.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 246px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l0NTVuFvauI/TTsSdzvulFI/AAAAAAAAANQ/BfESH6FI5lw/s320/DSC02766.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565062067862279250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Há &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;muito tempo existiu uma ilha muito rica e grande. Essa ilha era fantástica, porque as pessoas se davam muito bem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;A ilha chamava-se Atlântida e tinha campos grandes e verdes com flores coloridas. Nos montes, havia grandes bosques e árvores gigantescas. As árvores davam frutos saborosos. As vacas eram gordas e davam bom leite. Milhares de pássaros cantavam.&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Um dia, Atlântida foi destruída por um grande tremor de terra e engolida pelo oceano. Apenas ficaram os picos das montanhas. Esses picos deram origem ao Arquipélago dos Açores.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Numa dessas ilhas, na Ilha de São Miguel, vivia um rei e a sua única filha, que era a princesa. Ela era loira e muito bonita.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;A princesa adorava andar pelos campos e pelo meio das flores.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Certo dia, enquanto descansava à sombra de uma árvore ouviu uma música muito suave.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Curiosa, ela foi ver de onde vinha o som. Encontrou um bonito pastor que tocava para as suas ovelhas. Quando se olharam, apaixonaram-se um pelo outro. Encontraram-se muitas vezes. Conversavam e namoravam. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Mas um dia, o rei disse à sua filha que ela se ia casar com um príncipe que pediu a sua mão.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Ela ficou muito triste, mas não podia dizer que não. Então, foi ter com o pastor e contou-lhe tudo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Despediram-se e choraram muito, muito… As suas lágrimas formaram duas lagoas, uma lagoa azul e uma lagoa verde, como a cor dos seus olhos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="right" style="text-align:right"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13.3333px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11.1111px; "&gt;Cintia Santos, 4.ºD&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/198998387940288705-2165548612259526634?l=escolab1-n2-ol.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escolab1-n2-ol.blogspot.com/feeds/2165548612259526634/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=198998387940288705&amp;postID=2165548612259526634' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198998387940288705/posts/default/2165548612259526634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198998387940288705/posts/default/2165548612259526634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escolab1-n2-ol.blogspot.com/2011/01/lenda-das-sete-cidades-reconto.html' title='A Lenda das Sete Cidades (reconto)'/><author><name>Oficina da Língua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04019238346909404456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l0NTVuFvauI/TTsSdzvulFI/AAAAAAAAANQ/BfESH6FI5lw/s72-c/DSC02766.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-198998387940288705.post-7742125353571303303</id><published>2011-01-22T06:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-06T03:47:57.353-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Aranha e a Mosca</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l0NTVuFvauI/TTrysdh1Y9I/AAAAAAAAANI/HPlFPGLOhu4/s1600/004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 245px; " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l0NTVuFvauI/TTrysdh1Y9I/AAAAAAAAANI/HPlFPGLOhu4/s320/004.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565027135224374226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Havia uma floresta onde uma aranha e uma mosca partilhavam a mesma árvore. Vivam as duas aí. Elas davam-se muito bem e conversavam bastante.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Um dia, a mosca viu a aranha triste e pensativa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;- Olá aranha, estás bem? Pareces triste.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; font-size: medium; "&gt;- Estou mais ou menos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;- Então, porquê? – perguntou a mosca.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;- Porque já não gosto muito da minha teia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;- Já não gostas da tua teia?! – perguntou a mosca admirada.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;- Não. Ontem fui visitar uma amiga. Ela tinha uma teia mais bonita e confortável do que a minha. Quando cheguei, nem sequer consegui dormir bem, porque a minha cama parecia-me uma verdadeira pedra.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;- Então?! Sempre dormiste nela e nunca reclamaste!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;- Isso foi antes de experimentar aquela teia!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;- O que queres fazer? Queres destruir a que tens e fazer outra?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;- Sim! Quero começar tudo de novo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;- Está bem. Eu ajudo-te a destruí-la, mas não te posso ajudar a construir outra.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;- Eu sei, mas obrigada na mesma.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;A mosca e a aranha destruíram a teia imediatamente. Depois, a aranha começou a sua nova teia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Terminou-a uma semana depois. Enquanto isso, dormia em cima das folhas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;A sua nova casinha estava bem ao seu gosto e a partir desse dia ficou muito feliz e passou a ter sonhos fantásticos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Também a mosca ficou contente, pois via a sua amiga aranha sempre a sorrir.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; "&gt;Pa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11.6667px; "&gt;trícia Sousa, 4.ºD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/198998387940288705-7742125353571303303?l=escolab1-n2-ol.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escolab1-n2-ol.blogspot.com/feeds/7742125353571303303/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=198998387940288705&amp;postID=7742125353571303303' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198998387940288705/posts/default/7742125353571303303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198998387940288705/posts/default/7742125353571303303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escolab1-n2-ol.blogspot.com/2011/01/aranha-e-mosca.html' title='A Aranha e a Mosca'/><author><name>Oficina da Língua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04019238346909404456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l0NTVuFvauI/TTrysdh1Y9I/AAAAAAAAANI/HPlFPGLOhu4/s72-c/004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-198998387940288705.post-4106719091530784719</id><published>2011-01-22T06:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-22T06:38:04.263-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Se eu fosse um avião...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l0NTVuFvauI/TTrrxLU-asI/AAAAAAAAAM4/WW47SaHWghs/s1600/005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 237px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l0NTVuFvauI/TTrrxLU-asI/AAAAAAAAAM4/WW47SaHWghs/s320/005.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565019519656553154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;Se eu fosse um avião, passaria o meu tempo a fazer voos para Cabo Verde, pois é lá que tenho a minha avó, o meu avô, a minha tia, o meu primo e muitos dos meus amigos. Cabo Verde é o meu país e ele tem muitas praias bonitas e com água azul e quente, onde adoro brincar.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;Também iria aos Estados Unidos, onde vive uma tia minha que está grávida e que vai ter um bebé (um menino), que eu gostaria muito de ver.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;Também voaria para França, onde vive o meu pai, de quem tenho muitas saudades.Então, se eu fosse um avião, passaria o meu tempo entre Cabo Verde, França e Estados Unidos, de maneira a estar mais perto das pessoas que mais amo!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="right" style="text-align: right; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Grace Kelly, 3.ºB&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15.8333px; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/198998387940288705-4106719091530784719?l=escolab1-n2-ol.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escolab1-n2-ol.blogspot.com/feeds/4106719091530784719/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=198998387940288705&amp;postID=4106719091530784719' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198998387940288705/posts/default/4106719091530784719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198998387940288705/posts/default/4106719091530784719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escolab1-n2-ol.blogspot.com/2011/01/se-eu-fosse-um-aviao.html' title='Se eu fosse um avião...'/><author><name>Oficina da Língua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04019238346909404456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l0NTVuFvauI/TTrrxLU-asI/AAAAAAAAAM4/WW47SaHWghs/s72-c/005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-198998387940288705.post-6948051554961631672</id><published>2011-01-22T06:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-22T06:31:04.812-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Se eu fosse um dinossauro...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l0NTVuFvauI/TTrp0xjhR3I/AAAAAAAAAMw/1aFOMQaWksY/s1600/003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l0NTVuFvauI/TTrp0xjhR3I/AAAAAAAAAMw/1aFOMQaWksY/s320/003.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565017382434457458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Se eu fosse um dinossauro, seria o &lt;span class="MsoHyperlink"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;mso-bidi-font-weight:bold; text-decoration:none;text-underline:none"&gt;Tiranossauros Rex.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="MsoHyperlink"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;mso-bidi-font-weight:bold; text-decoration:none;text-underline:none"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Seria muito fixe! Viveria muito bem! Viveria numa montanha alta e agradável; teria tudo o que queria, pois seria muito forte; teria muitos amigos carnívoros, com quem passaria o tempo a caçar, a comer e a brincar; seria admirado por todos os animais e teria uma bela família.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;Seria, também, um grande aventureiro! Sempre que houvesse falta de comida, seria o primeiro a partir em busca de alimentos para mim, para a minha família e para os meus amigos. Iria para terras nunca vistas e nunca exploradas, onde encontraria, certamente, outros animais que tentariam matar-me. Então, pensaria em todos aqueles que me esperavam e que precisavam de comida e arranjaria força para lutar até ao fim.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="right" style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande'; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Stanislav Damaschin, 4.ºC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/198998387940288705-6948051554961631672?l=escolab1-n2-ol.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escolab1-n2-ol.blogspot.com/feeds/6948051554961631672/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=198998387940288705&amp;postID=6948051554961631672' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198998387940288705/posts/default/6948051554961631672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198998387940288705/posts/default/6948051554961631672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escolab1-n2-ol.blogspot.com/2011/01/se-eu-fosse-um-dinossauro.html' title='Se eu fosse um dinossauro...'/><author><name>Oficina da Língua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04019238346909404456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l0NTVuFvauI/TTrp0xjhR3I/AAAAAAAAAMw/1aFOMQaWksY/s72-c/003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-198998387940288705.post-2369344501826316119</id><published>2010-09-05T13:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-04T10:54:16.182-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Os Dinossauros (Trabalho de Projecto)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-a645f5398b45f0c2" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v10.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Da645f5398b45f0c2%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331180278%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D7D015B2FA121551E1AA42A9C299175C121E9FF47.60FC58F79361B4B0EEB6702748F0EB88430CFC29%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Da645f5398b45f0c2%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DPX5Ry4h-J_773G_N803QKDzic8M&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v10.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Da645f5398b45f0c2%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331180278%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D7D015B2FA121551E1AA42A9C299175C121E9FF47.60FC58F79361B4B0EEB6702748F0EB88430CFC29%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Da645f5398b45f0c2%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DPX5Ry4h-J_773G_N803QKDzic8M&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                                                                                          Stanislav Damascmin, 3.ºC&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/198998387940288705-2369344501826316119?l=escolab1-n2-ol.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escolab1-n2-ol.blogspot.com/feeds/2369344501826316119/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=198998387940288705&amp;postID=2369344501826316119' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198998387940288705/posts/default/2369344501826316119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198998387940288705/posts/default/2369344501826316119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escolab1-n2-ol.blogspot.com/2010/09/os-dinossauros-trabalho-de-projecto.html' title='Os Dinossauros (Trabalho de Projecto)'/><author><name>Oficina da Língua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04019238346909404456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-198998387940288705.post-2832064315188593886</id><published>2010-09-05T13:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-04T11:09:17.977-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Os Gatos (Trabalho de Projecto)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-ad776ff633d01271" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v7.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dad776ff633d01271%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331180278%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D7038EF31D1FA54341BCB8A03E34623A84C740117.45E32176022546F380C086AFE941C2A6C1052824%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dad776ff633d01271%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DNMjc_FHtNYJwUJVXtHg1rvn7Ygs&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v7.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dad776ff633d01271%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331180278%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D7038EF31D1FA54341BCB8A03E34623A84C740117.45E32176022546F380C086AFE941C2A6C1052824%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dad776ff633d01271%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DNMjc_FHtNYJwUJVXtHg1rvn7Ygs&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;                                                                     Cintia Santos, 3.ºB&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/198998387940288705-2832064315188593886?l=escolab1-n2-ol.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escolab1-n2-ol.blogspot.com/feeds/2832064315188593886/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=198998387940288705&amp;postID=2832064315188593886' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198998387940288705/posts/default/2832064315188593886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198998387940288705/posts/default/2832064315188593886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escolab1-n2-ol.blogspot.com/2010/09/os-gatos-trabalho-de-projecto.html' title='Os Gatos (Trabalho de Projecto)'/><author><name>Oficina da Língua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04019238346909404456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-198998387940288705.post-4906214318040255612</id><published>2010-09-05T13:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-04T11:03:40.073-07:00</updated><title type='text'>O CÃO (Trabalho de Projecto)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-7e83b2053b3c7a7d" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v13.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D7e83b2053b3c7a7d%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331180278%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D1E2DEA937A114F309023531692C866D61EFE98E5.7FB81B151E729131C665ABD366C508F282172E0C%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D7e83b2053b3c7a7d%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DtrIKeCZ-8dPaKqVoOfvfSwtiGxU&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v13.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D7e83b2053b3c7a7d%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331180278%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D1E2DEA937A114F309023531692C866D61EFE98E5.7FB81B151E729131C665ABD366C508F282172E0C%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D7e83b2053b3c7a7d%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DtrIKeCZ-8dPaKqVoOfvfSwtiGxU&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;                                                                                                           Grace Kelly, 3.ºC&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/198998387940288705-4906214318040255612?l=escolab1-n2-ol.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escolab1-n2-ol.blogspot.com/feeds/4906214318040255612/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=198998387940288705&amp;postID=4906214318040255612' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198998387940288705/posts/default/4906214318040255612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198998387940288705/posts/default/4906214318040255612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escolab1-n2-ol.blogspot.com/2010/09/o-cao-trabalho-de-projecto.html' title='O CÃO (Trabalho de Projecto)'/><author><name>Oficina da Língua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04019238346909404456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-198998387940288705.post-2398477348560333870</id><published>2010-06-16T08:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-27T06:16:06.230-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A bisbilhotice da Carolina</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-e3edbbf4eaf739ea" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v22.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3De3edbbf4eaf739ea%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331180278%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D214B5EC5AB897AAB3347E0184C7E54632E8A7862.64CCD84C2459BBDA19EB7F6016B117A368D95C80%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3De3edbbf4eaf739ea%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DXu9JYgscRhAvsgx_gPI_oDSuCtU&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v22.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3De3edbbf4eaf739ea%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331180278%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D214B5EC5AB897AAB3347E0184C7E54632E8A7862.64CCD84C2459BBDA19EB7F6016B117A368D95C80%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3De3edbbf4eaf739ea%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DXu9JYgscRhAvsgx_gPI_oDSuCtU&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;A Carolina, o André &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 21px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;e o Miguel a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: 21px; font-family:arial;"&gt;nda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; line-height: 21px; "&gt;vam os três na mesma escola. Eles eram muito amigos, mas a Carolina tinha um grande defeito: gostava muito de meter o nariz onde não era chamada.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Então, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 21px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;o André e o Miguel tinham sempre medo de lhe con&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; line-height: 21px; "&gt;tar os seus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 21px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; segredos. Sempre que queriam falar de alguém ou de alguma coisa e que não queriam que ninguém soubesse, afastavam-se dela e falavam muito baixinho.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 21px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Certa manhã, à hora do intervalo, o André e o &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 21px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Miguel queriam falar acerca do que tinha feito o David à Joana. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 21px; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 21px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;De facto, nesse dia, o David tinha apagado os trabalhos de casa da Joana que a professora tinha pedido. Por causa disso, a Joana tinha ficado sem intervalo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 21px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Como o David era muito mau, o Miguel, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; line-height: 21px; "&gt;que tinha visto tudo, não teve coragem de dizer à professora o que tinha acontecido. No entanto,não quis guardar segredo e partilhou-o com o André.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 21px; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 21px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Enquanto falavam, a Carolina aproximou-se cada vez mais deles para tentar escutar o que eles estavam a segredar. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 21px; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 21px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Apesar de eles estarem a falar muito baixinho, ela conseguiu ouvir tudo e foi contar a toda a gente. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 21px; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 21px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Isso deu muitos problemas, pois, quando o David soube que o que tinha feito à Joana podia chegar aos ouvidos da professora, ameaçou os colegas e bateu no Miguel. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 21px; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 21px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Resultado… O Miguel ficou&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; line-height: 21px; "&gt; ferido, a Joana de castigo, a professora sem saber de nada e a Carolina cheia de remorsos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: right;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  line-height: 17px; font-family:Calibri, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Oficina de PLNM e 4.ºC &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/198998387940288705-2398477348560333870?l=escolab1-n2-ol.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escolab1-n2-ol.blogspot.com/feeds/2398477348560333870/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=198998387940288705&amp;postID=2398477348560333870' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198998387940288705/posts/default/2398477348560333870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198998387940288705/posts/default/2398477348560333870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escolab1-n2-ol.blogspot.com/2010/06/bisbilhotice-da-carolina.html' title='A bisbilhotice da Carolina'/><author><name>Oficina da Língua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04019238346909404456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-198998387940288705.post-4696174053089243070</id><published>2010-06-14T13:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-27T06:38:59.072-07:00</updated><title type='text'>O meio ambiente</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-7f5f4296b0e02341" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v5.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D7f5f4296b0e02341%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331180278%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D8249BDB0F6DE2DE9843AF95B491543C6BE9534A6.8488F134C23A157D285A36B70F7593D4D793AA00%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D7f5f4296b0e02341%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dtcxk4cef7Au_8LsAttLml3wPnCw&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v5.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D7f5f4296b0e02341%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331180278%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D8249BDB0F6DE2DE9843AF95B491543C6BE9534A6.8488F134C23A157D285A36B70F7593D4D793AA00%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D7f5f4296b0e02341%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dtcxk4cef7Au_8LsAttLml3wPnCw&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;No meio ambiente podes encontrar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;Árvores, plantas e flores &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;Oxigénio para respirar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;E frutos de muitas cores.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%; "&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Para o meio ambiente preservar&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;O automóvel deves evitar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;Os transportes públicos deves usar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;Para o planeta respeitar. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;No meio ambiente podemos encontrar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;Nascentes, ribeiros e mares&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;Com mil peixes a nadar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;E imensas coisas para te animares.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;Para o meio ambiente preservar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;No chão, o lixo não deves deitar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;Tens os ecopontos para reciclar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;Nas tuas mãos está o poupar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Oficina de PLNM e 4.ºC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/198998387940288705-4696174053089243070?l=escolab1-n2-ol.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escolab1-n2-ol.blogspot.com/feeds/4696174053089243070/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=198998387940288705&amp;postID=4696174053089243070' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198998387940288705/posts/default/4696174053089243070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198998387940288705/posts/default/4696174053089243070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escolab1-n2-ol.blogspot.com/2010/06/no-meio-ambiente-podes-encontrar.html' title='O meio ambiente'/><author><name>Oficina da Língua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04019238346909404456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-198998387940288705.post-2058676156738918528</id><published>2010-06-13T12:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-27T06:28:48.221-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SHAKIRA (Trabalho de Projecto)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-d8e5c61afea2c8c4" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v8.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dd8e5c61afea2c8c4%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331180278%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D21616217649A57817FCFEBE319D825A397E0A188.6BCF303E2B45D06533F22B6745E9646880E3D52%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dd8e5c61afea2c8c4%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DxiTINMM7AYNUq6QACUzGEZR-wo4&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v8.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dd8e5c61afea2c8c4%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331180278%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D21616217649A57817FCFEBE319D825A397E0A188.6BCF303E2B45D06533F22B6745E9646880E3D52%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dd8e5c61afea2c8c4%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DxiTINMM7AYNUq6QACUzGEZR-wo4&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Shakira &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Isabel Mebarak Ripoll tem trinta e três anos. Ela nasceu em Barranquilla, na Colômbia, no dia dois de Fevereiro de mil novecentos e setenta e sete.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Os seus pais chamam-se Nidia Del Carnem Ripoll Torrado e William Mebarak Chadid. Ela tem sete irmãos. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Apesar de ter nascido na Colômbia, ela é de origem libanesa. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;A Shakira mede um metro e sessenta e cinco centímetros e pesa cerca de quarenta e sete quilos. Ela calça o número 35-36. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Vive em dois países. Às vezes está em Barranquilla, na Colômbia, outras vezes está em Miami, nos Estados Unidos da América. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Ela começou a cantar aos 15 anos. Desde então, já lançou nove álbuns:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;- Magia (1991);&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;- Peligro (1993);&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;- Pies Descalzos (1995);&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;- Dónde Están Los Ladrones (1998);&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="line-height: 115%; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;- Mtv Unplugged (2000);&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="line-height: 115%; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="line-height: 115%; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;- Laundry Service (2001);&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="line-height: 115%; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="line-height: 115%; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;- Live &amp;amp; Off The Record (2004);&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="line-height: 115%; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="line-height: 115%; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;- Fijación Oral, Vol. 1 (2005);&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="line-height: 115%; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="line-height: 115%; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;- Oral Fixation, Vol. 2 (2005);&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="line-height: 115%; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;- She Wolf (2009).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;A Shakira gosta de escutar música, de ir ao cinema e de ir à praia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Ela adora crianças e gosta muito de Portugal e do Brasil.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Claudina Silveira, 4.ºC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/198998387940288705-2058676156738918528?l=escolab1-n2-ol.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escolab1-n2-ol.blogspot.com/feeds/2058676156738918528/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=198998387940288705&amp;postID=2058676156738918528' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198998387940288705/posts/default/2058676156738918528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198998387940288705/posts/default/2058676156738918528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escolab1-n2-ol.blogspot.com/2010/06/shakira-isabel-mebarak-ripoll-tem.html' title='SHAKIRA (Trabalho de Projecto)'/><author><name>Oficina da Língua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04019238346909404456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-198998387940288705.post-4239712475362865266</id><published>2010-06-13T11:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-04T10:51:05.374-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Fada Cristalina</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 21px; 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"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Num dia &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 21px; font-family:arial;"&gt;de tempestade, o vento uivava:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="  line-height: 21px; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="  line-height: 21px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"&gt;- Uh! Uh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="  line-height: 21px; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="  line-height: 21px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"&gt;A neve cobria a terra, o frio era intenso…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="  line-height: 21px; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="  line-height: 21px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Cristalina, a fada do bosque, espreitava abrigad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="  line-height: 21px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"&gt;a numa folha seca de um carvalho…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="  line-height: 21px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"&gt;         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"&gt;A floresta &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 21px; font-family:arial;"&gt;estava deserta. A neve caía sem parar e a Fada Cristalina estava a começar a ficar com muito medo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="  line-height: 21px; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="  line-height: 21px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Ela queria ir para sua casa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 21px; font-family:arial;"&gt;, mas a tempestade não a deixava.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="  line-height: 21px; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="  line-height: 21px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"&gt;A certa altura, e já cansada de esperar, ouviu uma coisa a rastejar pelo chão. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Não se apercebeu imediatamente de que era uma cobra. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="  line-height: 21px; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="  line-height: 21px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Quando viu o que era, pegou na sua varinha mágica e disse: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="  line-height: 21px; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="  line-height: 21px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"&gt;- Abra…cadabra… Abra cadabra… Plim… Plim… Plim… &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="  line-height: 21px; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="  line-height: 21px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Assustada, a cobra disse:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="  line-height: 21px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="  line-height: 21px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"&gt; - Não me faças isso, por favor… Eu sou uma cobra boa! Não fa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 21px; font-family:arial;"&gt;ço mal a ninguém.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="  line-height: 21px; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="  line-height: 21px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"&gt; Mas já falou tarde de mais, pois o feitiço já estava feito.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="  line-height: 21px; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="  line-height: 21px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"&gt; Com as palavras da cobra, a Fada ficou completamente aterrorizada e tentou resolver a asneira feita. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="  line-height: 21px; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="  line-height: 21px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"&gt; - Plim… Plim… Plim… Volta ao mesmo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="  line-height: 21px; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="  line-height: 21px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"&gt; Foi assim que a cobra ficou novamente como era. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="  line-height: 21px; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="  line-height: 21px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"&gt; Agradecida, ela propôs-se para acompanhar a Fada Cristalina até sua casa e lembrou-a de que podia acalmar a tempestade com a su&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 21px; font-family:arial;"&gt;a varinha mágica.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="  line-height: 21px; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="  line-height: 21px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"&gt; A Fada Cristalina estava tão entretida com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; font-size: medium; line-height: 21px; "&gt; a cobra e tão desesperada com a tempestade que se tinha esquecido dos seus poderes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="  line-height: 21px; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="  line-height: 21px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"&gt; Assim foi… A sua magia acabou com a tempestade e ela pôde regressar a casa na companhia da cobra.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: right;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-indent: 35.4pt; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="  line-height: 21px; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Claudina Silveira, 4.ºC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/198998387940288705-4239712475362865266?l=escolab1-n2-ol.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escolab1-n2-ol.blogspot.com/feeds/4239712475362865266/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=198998387940288705&amp;postID=4239712475362865266' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198998387940288705/posts/default/4239712475362865266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198998387940288705/posts/default/4239712475362865266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escolab1-n2-ol.blogspot.com/2010/06/num-dia-de-tempestade-o-vento-uivava-uh.html' title='A Fada Cristalina'/><author><name>Oficina da Língua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04019238346909404456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-198998387940288705.post-6765391275168588947</id><published>2010-06-13T11:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-13T11:51:49.239-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A casa misteriosa</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;   &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Na horta da Dona Ermelinda, mesmo por baixo da laranjeira, estava uma laranja esquisita, ou antes uma estranha casa...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;   O cágado Liró &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 21px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;aproxima-se da «casa laranja» que era a casa dele. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 21px; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 21px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;  Quando estava para entrar, apareceu a Dona Ermelinda que lhe perguntou, espantada: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 21px; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 21px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;   - Quem és tu?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l0NTVuFvauI/TBUodYuMllI/AAAAAAAAALo/woutwsH3uDQ/s320/Img013.jpg" style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482332606710978130" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 21px; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 21px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;   -Sou o senhor Liró!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 21px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;- Ah! Então és tu que vives nesta casa laranja! Passo por aqui todos os dias para ver esta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 21px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; estranha casa e para descobrir quem é o seu dono. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 21px; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 21px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;   - Sim! Sou eu que vivo nesta casa maravilhosa. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 21px; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 21px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;   - Ela é muito, mas muito estranha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 21px; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 21px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;   - Queres saber porquê? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 21px; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 21px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;   - Sim, claro! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 21px; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 21px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;   - Porque de dia eu sou o príncipe Liró e à noite eu sou um extraterrestre. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 21px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;   Assustada, a Dona Ermelinda foi para casa a correr e nunca mais se aproximou da laranja.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 21px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="right" style="text-align: right;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-indent: 35.4pt; "&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; 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"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Lucida Handwriting&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-language:PTfont-family:&amp;quot;;color:#29303B;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Lucida Handwriting&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-language:PTfont-family:&amp;quot;;color:#29303B;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Num dia de tempestade, o vento uiv&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Lucida Handwriting&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-language:PTfont-family:&amp;quot;;color:#29303B;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"&gt;ava:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Lucida Handwriting&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-language:PTfont-family:&amp;quot;;color:#29303B;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"&gt;   - Uuh! Uuh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Lucida Handwriting&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-language:PTfont-family:&amp;quot;;color:#29303B;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"&gt;  A neve cobria a terra, o frio era intenso… Cristalina a fada do bosque, espreitava abrigada numa folha seca de um velho carvalho… Ela tinha mesmo muito frio e queria aquecer-se.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Lucida Handwriting&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-language:PTfont-family:&amp;quot;;color:#29303B;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Lucida Handwriting&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-language:PTfont-family:&amp;quot;;color:#29303B;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"&gt;   Triste, sem casa, sem família e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Lucida Handwriting&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-language:PTfont-family:&amp;quot;;color:#29303B;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"&gt; sem amigos, via as outras famílias a brincar e a sorrir e, também el&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Lucida Handwriting&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-language:PTfont-family:&amp;quot;;color:#29303B;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"&gt;a, desejava ser feliz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Lucida Handwriting&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-language:PTfont-family:&amp;quot;;color:#29303B;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Lucida Handwriting&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-language:PTfont-family:&amp;quot;;color:#29303B;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"&gt;   Um dia, uma menina viu-a e disse-lhe: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Lucida Handwriting&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-language:PTfont-family:&amp;quot;;color:#29303B;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Lucida Handwriting&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-language:PTfont-family:&amp;quot;;color:#29303B;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"&gt;   - Vem comer connosco. Vem co&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Lucida Handwriting&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-language:PTfont-family:&amp;quot;;color:#29303B;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"&gt;nhecer a minha família.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Lucida Handwriting&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-language:PTfont-family:&amp;quot;;color:#29303B;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Lucida Handwriting&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-language:PTfont-family:&amp;quot;;color:#29303B;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"&gt;   Então ela foi. A mãe da menina era uma senhora que a fada Cristalina conhecia de outros tempos. Do tempo em que ainda tinha pais. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Lucida Handwriting&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-language:PTfont-family:&amp;quot;;color:#29303B;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"&gt;   Por isso, quando a viu e a reconheceu começou a chorar. A senhora também reconheceu a fada. A emoção foi tão grande que se agarraram uma à outra a chor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Lucida Handwriting&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-language:PTfont-family:&amp;quot;;color:#29303B;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"&gt;ar de tristeza e de alegria ao mesmo tempo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Lucida Handwriting&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-language:PTfont-family:&amp;quot;;color:#29303B;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Lucida Handwriting&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-language:PTfont-family:&amp;quot;;color:#29303B;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"&gt;      A partir de então, a fada Cristalina passou a viver com a família. Compraram-lhe roupa e puseram-na na escola. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Lucida Handwriting&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-language:PTfont-family:&amp;quot;;color:#29303B;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Lucida Handwriting&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-language:PTfont-family:&amp;quot;;color:#29303B;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"&gt;   Anos depois, ela apaixonou-se pelo filho da família que a acolheu. Casaram e tiveram duas meninas gémeas: a Vanda e a Vanessa. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Lucida Handwriting&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-language:PTfont-family:&amp;quot;;color:#29303B;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"&gt;   Todos viveram muito contentes e felizes, apesar da fada Cristalina nunca esquecer a sua família e o mau bo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Lucida Handwriting&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-language:PTfont-family:&amp;quot;;color:#29303B;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"&gt;cado que passou.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;text-align: justify;line-height:15.6pt"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Lucida Handwriting&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-language:PTfont-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12.0pt;color:#29303B;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Lucida Handwriting&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language:PTfont-family:&amp;quot;;color:#29303B;"&gt;                                                                                    &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"&gt;Cintia Santos – 3.ºD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/198998387940288705-8509309834437857191?l=escolab1-n2-ol.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escolab1-n2-ol.blogspot.com/feeds/8509309834437857191/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=198998387940288705&amp;postID=8509309834437857191' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198998387940288705/posts/default/8509309834437857191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198998387940288705/posts/default/8509309834437857191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escolab1-n2-ol.blogspot.com/2010/06/fada-cristalina.html' title='A Fada Cristalina'/><author><name>Oficina da Língua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04019238346909404456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-198998387940288705.post-393562275633980423</id><published>2010-02-10T11:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T11:44:59.252-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pequena história a partir de palavras com a sílaba "la"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l0NTVuFvauI/S3MMUvcsWvI/AAAAAAAAALg/zKwlhTgqFCg/s1600-h/mila.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436702725640051442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 164px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 123px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l0NTVuFvauI/S3MMUvcsWvI/AAAAAAAAALg/zKwlhTgqFCg/s320/mila.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A Mala da Mila&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A ma&lt;strong&gt;la &lt;/strong&gt;da&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;Mi&lt;strong&gt;la &lt;/strong&gt;tem &lt;strong&gt;la&lt;/strong&gt;ma.&lt;br /&gt;A Mila &lt;strong&gt;la&lt;/strong&gt;va a mala.&lt;br /&gt;A Mila põe a mo&lt;strong&gt;la&lt;/strong&gt; na mala.&lt;br /&gt;A mu&lt;strong&gt;la&lt;/strong&gt; come a mala.&lt;br /&gt;A Mila fica triste. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Djena 2ºC&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/198998387940288705-393562275633980423?l=escolab1-n2-ol.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escolab1-n2-ol.blogspot.com/feeds/393562275633980423/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=198998387940288705&amp;postID=393562275633980423' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198998387940288705/posts/default/393562275633980423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198998387940288705/posts/default/393562275633980423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escolab1-n2-ol.blogspot.com/2010/02/pequena-historia-partir-de-palavras-com.html' title='Pequena história a partir de palavras com a sílaba &quot;la&quot;'/><author><name>Oficina da Língua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04019238346909404456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l0NTVuFvauI/S3MMUvcsWvI/AAAAAAAAALg/zKwlhTgqFCg/s72-c/mila.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-198998387940288705.post-5296961652064756659</id><published>2010-02-10T11:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T11:35:25.349-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Produção de uma pequena narrativa a partir de um título</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l0NTVuFvauI/S3MKcAqtfUI/AAAAAAAAALQ/aG2tGEutB5Y/s1600-h/digitalizar0005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436700651498077506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l0NTVuFvauI/S3MKcAqtfUI/AAAAAAAAALQ/aG2tGEutB5Y/s320/digitalizar0005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Uma aventura na quinta&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Era uma vez um galo, um porco e um ganso.&lt;br /&gt;Chamavam-se Galo Pimpão, Porco Rosadinho e Ganso Malandreco e viviam numa quinta.&lt;br /&gt;Um Lobo Mau apareceu na quinta para os comer.&lt;br /&gt;O Cão Fúria protegeu-os e o lobo foi-se embora.&lt;br /&gt;O Galo Pimpão, o Porco Rosadinho e o Ganso Malandreco agradeceram ao Cão Fúria.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Edinéria (2ºA) e Djena (2ºC)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/198998387940288705-5296961652064756659?l=escolab1-n2-ol.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escolab1-n2-ol.blogspot.com/feeds/5296961652064756659/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=198998387940288705&amp;postID=5296961652064756659' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198998387940288705/posts/default/5296961652064756659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198998387940288705/posts/default/5296961652064756659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escolab1-n2-ol.blogspot.com/2010/02/producao-de-uma-pequena-narrativa.html' title='Produção de uma pequena narrativa a partir de um título'/><author><name>Oficina da Língua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04019238346909404456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l0NTVuFvauI/S3MKcAqtfUI/AAAAAAAAALQ/aG2tGEutB5Y/s72-c/digitalizar0005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-198998387940288705.post-3091190577508921622</id><published>2010-02-05T06:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-05T07:02:56.243-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l0NTVuFvauI/S2wzFJnb0VI/AAAAAAAAALI/rkQFOv_vL6M/s1600-h/Filhote+Procura-se_Imagem.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434775013903028562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 270px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l0NTVuFvauI/S2wzFJnb0VI/AAAAAAAAALI/rkQFOv_vL6M/s320/Filhote+Procura-se_Imagem.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l0NTVuFvauI/S2wyz8iokGI/AAAAAAAAALA/SR4JwetaflM/s1600-h/Filhote+Procura-se_Imagem.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Esta foi a história criada pela Edinéria (2ºA) e pela Djena (2ºC) a partir da imagem e do título que a acompanham.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Filhote procura-se&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Era uma vez os animais que viviam na quinta.&lt;br /&gt;A ovelha Orelhuda chorava muito porque o filhote João perdeu-se na quinta.&lt;br /&gt;O filhote João estava a brincar às escondidas com os amigos. O João estava escondido atrás de um muro e adormeceu.&lt;br /&gt;Os amigos Marco e Jeni foram procurar o João e não encontraram.&lt;br /&gt;Todos ficaram tristes e foram falar com a mãe do João.&lt;br /&gt;Os outros animais, a galinha, o caracol, o coelho, a pomba e as outras ovelhas, e até o sol e a flor procuraram o João.&lt;br /&gt;O João acordou de noite e foi para casa.&lt;br /&gt;Todos ficaram felizes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fim&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/198998387940288705-3091190577508921622?l=escolab1-n2-ol.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escolab1-n2-ol.blogspot.com/feeds/3091190577508921622/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=198998387940288705&amp;postID=3091190577508921622' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198998387940288705/posts/default/3091190577508921622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198998387940288705/posts/default/3091190577508921622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escolab1-n2-ol.blogspot.com/2010/02/esta-foi-historia-criada-pela-edineria.html' title=''/><author><name>Oficina da Língua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04019238346909404456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l0NTVuFvauI/S2wzFJnb0VI/AAAAAAAAALI/rkQFOv_vL6M/s72-c/Filhote+Procura-se_Imagem.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-198998387940288705.post-7997500063492418990</id><published>2010-01-27T01:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-06-13T11:26:05.282-07:00</updated><title type='text'>O Carnaval</title><content type='html'>Fevereiro é o mês do carnaval&lt;br /&gt;Dia de festa regional&lt;br /&gt;Todos em Portugal&lt;br /&gt;O festejam de forma passional.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Todos com muita alegria&lt;br /&gt;Divertem-se em gritaria&lt;br /&gt;Com muita simpatia&lt;br /&gt;E alguma correria.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Há várias danças&lt;br /&gt;Muitas crianças&lt;br /&gt;Enormes graças&lt;br /&gt;Tudo isto nas Praças.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Também há foguetes&lt;br /&gt;Grandes banquetes&lt;br /&gt;Muitos joguetes&lt;br /&gt;E tudo sem bilhetes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          Claudina (4.ºC) e Ilírio (4.ºA)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/198998387940288705-7997500063492418990?l=escolab1-n2-ol.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escolab1-n2-ol.blogspot.com/feeds/7997500063492418990/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=198998387940288705&amp;postID=7997500063492418990' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198998387940288705/posts/default/7997500063492418990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198998387940288705/posts/default/7997500063492418990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escolab1-n2-ol.blogspot.com/2010/01/o-carnaval.html' title='O Carnaval'/><author><name>Oficina da Língua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04019238346909404456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-198998387940288705.post-4548240435722203275</id><published>2010-01-15T12:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-15T12:57:12.259-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tudo ao contrário</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l0NTVuFvauI/S1DWOfqkLpI/AAAAAAAAAKw/_yBUCkPsC_k/s1600-h/004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 119px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 187px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427073095487991442" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l0NTVuFvauI/S1DWOfqkLpI/AAAAAAAAAKw/_yBUCkPsC_k/s400/004.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;O senhor Hepaminondas fazia tudo ao contrário... pendurava o automóvel na corda da roupa, guardava os sapatos no microondas e a comida no armário. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ela punha o telemóvel no aquecedor e as escovas dos dentes no frigorífico.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;O senhor Hepaminondas tomava banho com sumo e vestia tudo ao contrário: punha as calças na cabeça, a camisa nas pernas e os sapatos nas orelhas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Coitado do senhor Hepaminondas era mesmo desastrado, pois por fazer tudo ao contrário, acabou por perder o seu trabalho.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Ilírio Marcos - 4.ºA&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/198998387940288705-4548240435722203275?l=escolab1-n2-ol.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escolab1-n2-ol.blogspot.com/feeds/4548240435722203275/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=198998387940288705&amp;postID=4548240435722203275' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198998387940288705/posts/default/4548240435722203275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198998387940288705/posts/default/4548240435722203275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escolab1-n2-ol.blogspot.com/2010/01/tudo-ao-contrario.html' title='Tudo ao contrário'/><author><name>Oficina da Língua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04019238346909404456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l0NTVuFvauI/S1DWOfqkLpI/AAAAAAAAAKw/_yBUCkPsC_k/s72-c/004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-198998387940288705.post-8043031875868253452</id><published>2010-01-15T12:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-15T12:49:29.762-08:00</updated><title type='text'>As aventuras do Golfinho Pirolito e do seu amigo Azulito</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l0NTVuFvauI/S1DUorQTm3I/AAAAAAAAAKo/O3E25uP1IOY/s1600-h/001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 291px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427071346252422002" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l0NTVuFvauI/S1DUorQTm3I/AAAAAAAAAKo/O3E25uP1IOY/s400/001.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Na imensidão do Oceano, vivia o Golfinho Pirolito e o seu amigo Azulito. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Numa tarde de sol, os dois resolveram explorar o fundo do mar. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Nadaram, nadaram... Quando estavam quase a chegar ao sítio mais fundo, onde vivia um enorme tubarão. Este, quando os viu, quis comê-los e foi atrás deles.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Assustados, eles fugiram para trás das algas e não se mexeram durante muito tempo. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Farto de esperar, o tubarão acabou por se ir embora.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;O Golfinho Pirolito e o seu amigo Azulito, quando o viram já longe, saíram a correr. Foram directamente para casa dos pais do Pirolito. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Quando chegaram, foram ter com a mãe e contaram-lhe o que se tinha passado.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;- Vimos um tubarão de verdade! - disseram eles. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;- Não acredito! - Estão proibidos de ir para o fundo do oceano. Ouviram? - disse a mãe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Então, o dois amigos nunca mais se aventuraram por sítios proibidos e desconhecidos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Claudina Silveira - 4.ºC&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/198998387940288705-8043031875868253452?l=escolab1-n2-ol.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escolab1-n2-ol.blogspot.com/feeds/8043031875868253452/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=198998387940288705&amp;postID=8043031875868253452' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198998387940288705/posts/default/8043031875868253452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198998387940288705/posts/default/8043031875868253452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escolab1-n2-ol.blogspot.com/2010/01/as-aventuras-do-golfinho-pirolito-e-do.html' title='As aventuras do Golfinho Pirolito e do seu amigo Azulito'/><author><name>Oficina da Língua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04019238346909404456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l0NTVuFvauI/S1DUorQTm3I/AAAAAAAAAKo/O3E25uP1IOY/s72-c/001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-198998387940288705.post-4044520474583841361</id><published>2010-01-12T08:30:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-12T08:32:48.528-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A casa do Bruxo Mafarrico</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l0NTVuFvauI/S0yj_8y8pWI/AAAAAAAAAKg/SoV-zFi0RAw/s1600-h/003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 263px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425891970121508194" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l0NTVuFvauI/S0yj_8y8pWI/AAAAAAAAAKg/SoV-zFi0RAw/s400/003.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;No alto de uma montanha, onde o céu parece juntar-se com a terra, vivia o Bruxo Mafarrico. Ele era engraçado, trapalhão e trocava sempre as palavras mágicas.&lt;br /&gt;Um dia, por causa das suas trocas, causou um grande problema: transformou o filho em pato!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Quando deu por isso, ficou muito atrapalhado, pois não conseguia fazer a magia para o pôr outra vez normal.&lt;br /&gt;Zangado, o filho teve de continuar a sua vida assim.&lt;br /&gt;Passado uns tempos, a sua professora foi ter com o Bruxo mafarrico para perceber por que razão ele estava a faltar.&lt;br /&gt;- Bom dia! Como está?&lt;br /&gt;- Bem, obrigado.&lt;br /&gt;- Diga-me uma coisa… O seu filho desistiu da escola?&lt;br /&gt;- Não. Porquê?&lt;br /&gt;- Porque tem faltado e porque me disseram que ele tinha fugido para a Alemanha!&lt;br /&gt;- Ah! Ah!&lt;br /&gt;Preocupado, o Bruxo saiu a correr. Foi à procura do seu filho. Disseram-lhe que o tinham visto a entrar na floresta. Então, ele foi também…&lt;br /&gt;Depois de muito procurar, viu um caçador a tentar matar um pato. Reconheceu no animal o seu filho, entrou em pânico e começou a gritar:&lt;br /&gt;- Aba! Aba! Aba! Aba!&lt;br /&gt;Foi assim que conseguiu transformar o pato de novo no seu filho.&lt;br /&gt;Desde este susto, o Bruxo Mafarrico pensa duas vezes antes de fazer as suas magias.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Márcia Silva – 4.ºB &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/198998387940288705-4044520474583841361?l=escolab1-n2-ol.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escolab1-n2-ol.blogspot.com/feeds/4044520474583841361/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=198998387940288705&amp;postID=4044520474583841361' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198998387940288705/posts/default/4044520474583841361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198998387940288705/posts/default/4044520474583841361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escolab1-n2-ol.blogspot.com/2010/01/casa-do-bruxo-mafarrico.html' title='A casa do Bruxo Mafarrico'/><author><name>Oficina da Língua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04019238346909404456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l0NTVuFvauI/S0yj_8y8pWI/AAAAAAAAAKg/SoV-zFi0RAw/s72-c/003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-198998387940288705.post-6457717363682807561</id><published>2010-01-11T14:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T15:12:59.826-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Prisão</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l0NTVuFvauI/S0uv7LjYObI/AAAAAAAAAKY/um9ioG4amu0/s1600-h/002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 279px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 163px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425623607346215346" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l0NTVuFvauI/S0uv7LjYObI/AAAAAAAAAKY/um9ioG4amu0/s400/002.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A Vera Zorina vivia num país onde era proibido sonhar.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Um dia, quando estava pensando na sua vida, disse:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;- Eu vou descansar na cama e sonhar sem ninguém saber.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;E assim foi... adormeceu...Entrou num sonho profundo e sonhou.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;O sonho era tão agradável que a Vera Zorina, mesmo a dormir, sorria.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Um guarda que passava por ali viu o sorriso dela e apercebeu-se de que ela só podia estar a sonhar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Irritado, foi ter com ela e acordou-a. Levou-a para a cadeia e, como castigo, pô-la a lavar a loiça dos presos todos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;A Vera Zorina ficou muito triste, pois apenas queria sonhar, viajar e se sentir livre.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Infelizmente, até nos seus sonhos estava presa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Grace Kelly, 3.ºC&lt;/span&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/198998387940288705-6457717363682807561?l=escolab1-n2-ol.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escolab1-n2-ol.blogspot.com/feeds/6457717363682807561/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=198998387940288705&amp;postID=6457717363682807561' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198998387940288705/posts/default/6457717363682807561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198998387940288705/posts/default/6457717363682807561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escolab1-n2-ol.blogspot.com/2010/01/prisao.html' title='A Prisão'/><author><name>Oficina da Língua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04019238346909404456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l0NTVuFvauI/S0uv7LjYObI/AAAAAAAAAKY/um9ioG4amu0/s72-c/002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-198998387940288705.post-8726367571542982780</id><published>2010-01-11T14:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-10-04T11:13:43.439-07:00</updated><title type='text'>O lobo dançarino e a sua banda</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-808aa9c669675927" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v18.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D808aa9c669675927%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331180278%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3B4C49AF2D20E316038DAC8A4A34B49DE1B3886E.42992359F24C1CC6A5F2F00A539AAB25E4E6749B%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D808aa9c669675927%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D_IBhRDVFUMIwZA_ZEPVRa5k0RH8&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v18.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D808aa9c669675927%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331180278%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3B4C49AF2D20E316038DAC8A4A34B49DE1B3886E.42992359F24C1CC6A5F2F00A539AAB25E4E6749B%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D808aa9c669675927%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D_IBhRDVFUMIwZA_ZEPVRa5k0RH8&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Era uma vez três porquinhos que queriam criar uma banda, mas, para isso, precisavam de um dançarino.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Como não conheciam ninguém, o porquinho mais velho pensou...pensou...e disse:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;- Tenho uma ideia! Vamos fazer um anúncio e colá-lo pela cidade toda!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;O lobo, que queria ser dançarino, viu o anúncio e decidiu inscrever-se.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Quando os porquinhos viram o lobo não acharam boa ideia, mas, ao vê-lo dançar, mudaram rapidamente de opinião. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Tornaram-se, assim, uma grande banda. Toda a gente assistia aos seus concertos e ficaram muito famosos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stanislav Damaschin - 3.ºC&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/198998387940288705-8726367571542982780?l=escolab1-n2-ol.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escolab1-n2-ol.blogspot.com/feeds/8726367571542982780/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=198998387940288705&amp;postID=8726367571542982780' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198998387940288705/posts/default/8726367571542982780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198998387940288705/posts/default/8726367571542982780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escolab1-n2-ol.blogspot.com/2010/01/o-lobo-dancarino-e-sua-banda_11.html' title='O lobo dançarino e a sua banda'/><author><name>Oficina da Língua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04019238346909404456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-198998387940288705.post-3316071812184891800</id><published>2010-01-08T06:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-08T06:55:11.886-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Sereiazinha</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l0NTVuFvauI/S0dG4VyYmTI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/FLbmZ6XZVZg/s1600-h/imagem.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 308px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 216px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424382209926142258" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l0NTVuFvauI/S0dG4VyYmTI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/FLbmZ6XZVZg/s400/imagem.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Era uma vez uma sereiazinha que vivia no fundo do mar com as suas irmãs e o pai. A sereiazinha desejava ir à tona de água.&lt;br /&gt;Quando a sereiazinha fez 15 anos, o pai deixou-a ir à tona de água. Quando foi à tona da água estava muito vento e trovoada. E o barco gigantesco estava a afundar-se e os marinheiros perderam-se no mar. O príncipe não se perdeu porque a sereiazinha o salvou.&lt;br /&gt;Ela voltou para o fundo do mar e foi buscar um feitiço da bruxa que a transformava em menina de verdade. Mas só havia um problema, a sereiazinha não podia falar mais. O príncipe não se importou por ela não poder falar e casou com ela.&lt;br /&gt;Todos os dias vão ver as irmãs da sereiazinha ao mar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eviline Tavares – 4.ºB – Oficina da Língua &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/198998387940288705-3316071812184891800?l=escolab1-n2-ol.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escolab1-n2-ol.blogspot.com/feeds/3316071812184891800/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=198998387940288705&amp;postID=3316071812184891800' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198998387940288705/posts/default/3316071812184891800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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align="center"&gt;Uma fábula recontada e ilustrada pela Edinéria do 2º A.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l0NTVuFvauI/Sxq_jZoPH6I/AAAAAAAAAJw/W0WJqfbvu5I/s1600-h/digitalizar0001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 312px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411848517135048610" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l0NTVuFvauI/Sxq_jZoPH6I/AAAAAAAAAJw/W0WJqfbvu5I/s400/digitalizar0001.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/198998387940288705-603878243473759561?l=escolab1-n2-ol.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escolab1-n2-ol.blogspot.com/feeds/603878243473759561/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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suminho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conta-se a lenda de São Martinho&lt;br /&gt;Que com muito carinho&lt;br /&gt;Ajudou um mendigo velhinho&lt;br /&gt;Porque era um homem bonzinho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Entre pulos e gritaria&lt;br /&gt;Comem-se as castanhas com alegria&lt;br /&gt;E para terminar bem o dia&lt;br /&gt;Queremos a tua companhia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oficina de PLNM e 4.ºC&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/198998387940288705-3863073491729244876?l=escolab1-n2-ol.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escolab1-n2-ol.blogspot.com/feeds/3863073491729244876/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=198998387940288705&amp;postID=3863073491729244876' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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Certo dia, estava no mar e encontrou uma sereia e beijou-a. Transformou-se num peixe e foi viver com ela para o mar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;A Sereia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Era uma vez um rapaz que vivia no meio de uma ilha deserta.&lt;br /&gt;O rapaz fazia parte da tripulação de um barco de pesca. Os colegas não gostavam muito dele e, no meio do Oceano Atlântico, empurraram-no e deitaram-no ao mar.&lt;br /&gt;Ele chama-se Rodrigo e era magro e giro.&lt;br /&gt;O Rodrigo passava o seu tempo a desenhar caras nos cocos e a ver as sereias a saltarem no mar.&lt;br /&gt;Ele pescava peixe fresquinho para comer e dormia em cima das árvores.&lt;br /&gt;Havia uma sereia que ele admirava e que achava muito especial. A sua cauda era azul e rosa e ela saltava muitíssimo alto.&lt;br /&gt;Certo dia, ele viu-a na praia, na areia. Como as sereias Como as sereias não podem estar fora de água, o Rodrigo correu para a salvar. Pegou nela ao colo e levou-a para o mar.&lt;br /&gt;A sereia, para agradecer este gesto carinhoso, deu-lhe um beijo. Foi então que, de repente, o Rodrigo se transformou em peixe.&lt;br /&gt;Uma vez peixe, ele nunca mais pôde regressar à ilha e passava o seu tempo com a sereia. Ela chamava-se Vitória e era muito bonita e elegante.&lt;br /&gt;Passado algum tempo, a sereia e o Rodrigo apaixonaram-se e decidiram casar. Ela levou-o ao seu palácio e apresentou-lhe os seus pais. Ele estava muito envergonhado.&lt;br /&gt;Começaram, assim, a preparar as coisas para a sua casa e para o casamento.&lt;br /&gt;No mês de Outubro casaram-se e passaram a viver juntos, depois de terem gozado uma maravilhosa lua-de-mel no Paraíso dos Sonhos. Tiveram três filhos e viveram felizes no seu mundo aquático.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                              Oficina de PLNM e 4.ºC&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/198998387940288705-2147558258840770549?l=escolab1-n2-ol.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escolab1-n2-ol.blogspot.com/feeds/2147558258840770549/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=198998387940288705&amp;postID=2147558258840770549' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198998387940288705/posts/default/2147558258840770549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198998387940288705/posts/default/2147558258840770549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escolab1-n2-ol.blogspot.com/2009/11/sereia-expansao-textual.html' title='A Sereia (expansão textual)'/><author><name>Oficina da Língua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04019238346909404456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-198998387940288705.post-7016734057829387306</id><published>2009-11-22T06:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T09:55:58.211-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Textos de apresentação/caracterização</title><content type='html'>A minha colega Claudina&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Olá! Ela é a Claudina Silveira. Tem onze anos e o seu aniversário é no dia 7 de Outubro.&lt;br /&gt;Ela pesa trinta quilos e mede um metro e quarenta.&lt;br /&gt;Nasceu em Cabo Verde, por isso é caboverdiana.&lt;br /&gt;Ela mora em Vialonga com os pais e com os dois irmãos. &lt;br /&gt;O pai dela chama-se António Silveira e a mãe chama-se Cesaltina Landim.&lt;br /&gt;Ela gosta de ler histórias e de escrever textos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ilírio, 4.ºA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A minha mãe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Olá! A minha mãe chama-se Any Solange e tem trinta anos.&lt;br /&gt;Ela é santomense, mas vive em Vialonga, Portugal.&lt;br /&gt;A minha mãe é casada. &lt;br /&gt;Ela é baixa e gordinha. Os seus olhos são castanhos e os seus cabelos são compridos e encaracolados.&lt;br /&gt;Ela é simpática, engraçada e distraída.&lt;br /&gt;Ela gosta de trabalhar e de ouvir música. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ilírio, 4.ºA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O meu colega Ilírio&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Olá! Ela é o Ilírio Marcos Ferreira e tem nove anos.&lt;br /&gt;O seu aniversário é no dia dezasseis de Abril.&lt;br /&gt;Nasceu na Ilha de São Tomé, por isso é de nacionalidade santomense. Vive em Vialonga, em Portugal, com a mãe, com a avó e com a irmã.&lt;br /&gt;Ele mede um metro e quarenta e pesa trinta quilos.&lt;br /&gt;O seu pai chama-se Mercedes Neto Nazaré e a sua mãe chama-se Any Solange Nazaré.&lt;br /&gt;Ele gosta muito de estar com a família dele, de ler e de estudar português.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Claudina, 4.ºC&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A minha mãe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Olá! A minha mãe chama-se Sesaltina Silveira e tem trinta e três anos.&lt;br /&gt;Ela é caboverdiana, mas vive em Portugal, em Vialonga.&lt;br /&gt;A minha mãe é alta e magra. Tem o cabelo comprido e liso e os seus olhos são verdes.&lt;br /&gt;Ela é simpática, engraçada e calma.&lt;br /&gt;Os seus passatempos são: desenhar, ver televisão e ouvir música.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Claudina, 4.ºC&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O meu amigo Stanis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Olá! Ele chama-se Stanislav Damaschin e tem oito anos. &lt;br /&gt;Nasceu no dia onze de Dezembro de 2000, na Moldávia.&lt;br /&gt;Mede um metro e trinta e cinco e pesa trinta e um quilos.&lt;br /&gt;Ele vive em Vialonga, em Portugal.&lt;br /&gt;O pai dele chama-se Serjio Damaschin e a mãe Oxana Damaschin. Ele tem um irmão, o Sorin.&lt;br /&gt;O Stanislav gosta muito de aprender português.&lt;br /&gt;                                                                          Grace, 3.ºC&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A minha amiga Grace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Olá! Ela chama-se Grace Kelly e tem nove anos.&lt;br /&gt;Nasceu no dia um de Outubro de dois mil e um, em Cabo Verde.&lt;br /&gt;Ela mede um metro e quarenta e dois e pesa trinta e cinco quilos.&lt;br /&gt;A Grace mora em Vialonga, em Portugal.&lt;br /&gt;O seu pai chama-se Filis Berto e a sua mãe chama-se Laura Furtado. Ela tem cinco irmãos.&lt;br /&gt;Gosta de ver televisão e de desenhar.&lt;br /&gt;                                                                         Cintia, 3.ºD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A minha amiga Cintia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Olá! Ela chama-se Cintia Santos. &lt;br /&gt;Ela tem sete anos e nasceu no dia vinte e um de Novembro de dois mil e um, em Cabo Verde.&lt;br /&gt;Mede um metro e vinte e pesa trinta quilos.&lt;br /&gt;Vive em Vialonga, em Portugal.&lt;br /&gt;O seu pai chama-se Zé Santos e a sua mãe Maria Salomé.&lt;br /&gt;Ela tem quatro irmãos e gosta de saltar no colchão, cantar e dançar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                      Stanislav, 3.ºC&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O meu pai&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Olá! O meu pai chama-se Filis Berto Lopes Vieira e nasceu em São Vicente, em Cabo Verde.&lt;br /&gt;Ele tem quarenta e dois anos e vive na Póvoa de Santa Iria.&lt;br /&gt;O meu pai é casado e gosta de ver futebol e de conduzir.&lt;br /&gt;Ele é alto e magro. Tem o cabelo curtinho e preto. Os seus olhos são castanhos.&lt;br /&gt;É simpático, divertido e calmo.&lt;br /&gt;                                                                          Grace, 3.ºC&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A minha mãe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Olá! A minha mãe chama-se Oxana Damaschin e tem vinte e sete anos. &lt;br /&gt;A sua nacionalidade é moldava e ela é casada com o meu pai.&lt;br /&gt;Ela vive em Vialonga, em Portugal.&lt;br /&gt;A minha mãe gosta de cozinhar e de me ajudar a fazer os trabalhos de casa.&lt;br /&gt;Ela é alta e magra. Tem os olhos verdes e os seus cabelos são compridos e loiros.&lt;br /&gt;É simpática, meiga e trabalhadora.&lt;br /&gt;                                                                      Stanislav, 3.ºC&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A minha mãe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Olá! A minha mãe tem vinte e oito anos e chama-se Celina Mendes Dias.&lt;br /&gt;A nacionalidade dela é caboverdiana, porque nasceu em Cabo Verde.&lt;br /&gt;A minha mãe não é casada, é solteira.&lt;br /&gt;Ela é baixa e magra. Tem o cabelo comprido e preto. Os seus olhos são castanhos.&lt;br /&gt;É simpática, engraçada e um bocadinho nervosa. Adora dançar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                         Márcia, 4.ºB&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A minha mãe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Olá! A minha mãe chama-se Maria Salomé Mendes Gonçalves e tem trinta e nove anos.&lt;br /&gt;Ela é caboverdiana, mas vive em Vialonga, em Portugal.&lt;br /&gt;A minha mãe é solteira e tem três filhos.&lt;br /&gt;Ela é baixa e magra. O seu cabelo é comprido e castanho e os seus olhos são pretos.&lt;br /&gt;Ela adora dançar, ir a festas e ouvir música.&lt;br /&gt;É simpática, engraçada e carinhosa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                         Cintia, 3.ºC&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/198998387940288705-7016734057829387306?l=escolab1-n2-ol.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escolab1-n2-ol.blogspot.com/feeds/7016734057829387306/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=198998387940288705&amp;postID=7016734057829387306' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198998387940288705/posts/default/7016734057829387306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198998387940288705/posts/default/7016734057829387306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escolab1-n2-ol.blogspot.com/2009/11/textos-de-apresentacaocaracterizacao.html' title='Textos de apresentação/caracterização'/><author><name>Oficina da Língua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04019238346909404456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-198998387940288705.post-1018600942364276912</id><published>2009-06-08T10:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T10:51:43.062-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Se...</title><content type='html'>- Se eu tivesse uma floresta&lt;br /&gt;havia de conhecer&lt;br /&gt;todos os animais.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Se eu tivesse um computador&lt;br /&gt;havia de conhecer&lt;br /&gt;todas as imagens da internet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Se eu tivesse uma bicicleta&lt;br /&gt;havia de conhecer&lt;br /&gt;todos os meninos da minha rua.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Se eu tivesse uma casa grande&lt;br /&gt;havia de conhecer&lt;br /&gt;toda a minha família.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cintia Santos - 2.ºD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/198998387940288705-1018600942364276912?l=escolab1-n2-ol.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escolab1-n2-ol.blogspot.com/feeds/1018600942364276912/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=198998387940288705&amp;postID=1018600942364276912' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198998387940288705/posts/default/1018600942364276912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198998387940288705/posts/default/1018600942364276912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escolab1-n2-ol.blogspot.com/2009/06/se.html' title='Se...'/><author><name>Oficina da Língua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04019238346909404456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-198998387940288705.post-4060784513848502958</id><published>2009-06-06T12:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T12:33:15.896-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Adivinha</title><content type='html'>É um mamífero.&lt;br /&gt;Tem o pêlo cinzento.&lt;br /&gt;Parece um ursinho de peluche&lt;br /&gt;e tem 4 patas.&lt;br /&gt;Vive na floresta da Austrália,&lt;br /&gt;come folhas e a casca mais mole do eucalipto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Como se chama este animal?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flávio 4ºB&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/198998387940288705-4060784513848502958?l=escolab1-n2-ol.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escolab1-n2-ol.blogspot.com/feeds/4060784513848502958/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=198998387940288705&amp;postID=4060784513848502958' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198998387940288705/posts/default/4060784513848502958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198998387940288705/posts/default/4060784513848502958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escolab1-n2-ol.blogspot.com/2009/06/adivinha.html' title='Adivinha'/><author><name>Oficina da Língua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04019238346909404456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-198998387940288705.post-9214053453079217951</id><published>2009-06-06T12:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T12:26:02.411-07:00</updated><title type='text'>O velho e o tesouro do rei</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Era uma vez um rei que era muito, muito rico. Um dia, o tesouro dele de&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l0NTVuFvauI/SirASuoOZxI/AAAAAAAAAI4/40DaU2SBJnk/s1600-h/miguel+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344295335815440146" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 181px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l0NTVuFvauI/SirASuoOZxI/AAAAAAAAAI4/40DaU2SBJnk/s200/miguel+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;sapareceu. O rei disse que quem soubesse onde ele estava ia receber muito dinheiro. De seguida, alguém disse que o velho muito pobre sabia quem tinha roubado o tesouro, mas era tudo uma mentira. O rei mandou chamar o velho e deu-lhe três dias para adivinhar quem tinha roubado o tesouro.&lt;br /&gt;Por enquanto, o velho estava a viver no palácio e o criado do rei deu-lhe muita comida e ele disse:&lt;br /&gt;-Graças a Deus que já vi um.&lt;br /&gt;O velho estava a falar do jantar, mas os criados pensaram que o velho estava a falar do tesouro que tinham roubado ao rei. O criado combinou que no dia seguinte ia outro ladrão para ouvir o que o velho estava a dize&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l0NTVuFvauI/SirBS0GsJuI/AAAAAAAAAJA/XaScaLsOqZ8/s1600-h/miguel3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344296436797023970" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 181px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l0NTVuFvauI/SirBS0GsJuI/AAAAAAAAAJA/XaScaLsOqZ8/s200/miguel3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;r. Naquele dia, quando o velho acabou de comer repetiu:&lt;br /&gt;- Graças a Deus que já vi dois!&lt;br /&gt;O segundo criado que era ladrão ficou assustado e foi contar aos outros ladrões. O terceiro foi ver também o que o velho estava a dizer. E mais uma vez ele proferiu:&lt;br /&gt;- Graças a Deus que já vi três!&lt;br /&gt;E por isso, em segredo, admitiram ao velho que foram eles que roubaram o tesouro ao rei. O velho já sabia onde estava o tesouro e contou ao rei. Este como recompensa, deu muito dinheiro ao pobre velho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miguel – 4.ºB&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/198998387940288705-9214053453079217951?l=escolab1-n2-ol.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escolab1-n2-ol.blogspot.com/feeds/9214053453079217951/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=198998387940288705&amp;postID=9214053453079217951' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198998387940288705/posts/default/9214053453079217951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198998387940288705/posts/default/9214053453079217951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escolab1-n2-ol.blogspot.com/2009/06/o-velho-e-o-tesouro-do-rei.html' title='O velho e o tesouro do rei'/><author><name>Oficina da Língua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04019238346909404456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l0NTVuFvauI/SirASuoOZxI/AAAAAAAAAI4/40DaU2SBJnk/s72-c/miguel+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-198998387940288705.post-5713927864104505014</id><published>2009-06-06T11:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T12:07:02.509-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Descrição da Imagem</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Na parte superior há uma fábrica a deitar fumo através de cinco chaminés: d&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l0NTVuFvauI/Siq8JY2SHuI/AAAAAAAAAIw/ba6gvZk9W28/s1600-h/digitalizar0017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344290777303490274" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 205px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l0NTVuFvauI/Siq8JY2SHuI/AAAAAAAAAIw/ba6gvZk9W28/s200/digitalizar0017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;uas são brancas e vermelhas, as outras duas são brancas e por fim, uma é cor de laranja. O céu está cinzento e preto. As árvores estão secas, os ramos estão finos e a cor delas é muito estranha.&lt;br /&gt;Na parte central, as flores cor-de-rosa e brancas estão murchas. Os cinco canos de esgoto estão a deitar poluição, resíduos tóxicos para o rio.&lt;br /&gt;Por causa disso, a água está muito turva e cheia de lama e lá os peixes estão mortos.&lt;br /&gt;Na parte inferior, as crianças estão tristes e preocupadas por isso elas estão a limpar o rio. Por limparem no meio da poluição, elas são: corajosas, simpáticas, amigas, cuidadosas, inteligentes e trabalhadoras. Duas crianças têm boné e uma não.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Viviana - 4.ºB&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Texto de Opinião sobre a Natureza&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Na minha opinião, nós poluímos muito o planeta. Esta é uma atitude errada porque estamos a estragar a natureza e assim não conseguimos viver. O ser humano faz muitas coisas para poluir, por exemplo, deitar lixo para o chão, acabar com a vida dos animais, cortar as árvores e deitar resíduos tóxicos para o rio.&lt;br /&gt;O ser humano pode fazer várias coisas para proteger a natureza, tais como, reciclar, poupar água, não deitar lixo para o chão, poupar electricidade, andar a pé ou de bicicleta e plantar árvores.&lt;br /&gt;Eu concordo com os meninos da imagem porque estão a salvar a natureza, limpando a água do rio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miguel – 4.ºB&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/198998387940288705-5713927864104505014?l=escolab1-n2-ol.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escolab1-n2-ol.blogspot.com/feeds/5713927864104505014/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=198998387940288705&amp;postID=5713927864104505014' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198998387940288705/posts/default/5713927864104505014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198998387940288705/posts/default/5713927864104505014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escolab1-n2-ol.blogspot.com/2009/06/descricao-da-imagem.html' title='Descrição da Imagem'/><author><name>Oficina da Língua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04019238346909404456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l0NTVuFvauI/Siq8JY2SHuI/AAAAAAAAAIw/ba6gvZk9W28/s72-c/digitalizar0017.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-198998387940288705.post-8046034929277356184</id><published>2009-06-03T09:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T09:32:47.638-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Primavera</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l0NTVuFvauI/SiallRybiDI/AAAAAAAAAII/jCbV5gCjVWE/s1600-h/001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 132px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343140067770337330" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l0NTVuFvauI/SiallRybiDI/AAAAAAAAAII/jCbV5gCjVWE/s200/001.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A Primavera chega no dia 21 de Março.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Na Primavera há muitas flores. As pessoas vestem roupa leve: calções, t-shirts, saias e tops. As crianças ficam muitas vezes na rua, porque está calor dentro de casa. Ficam a saltar à corda e a andar de trotinete.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Quando está sol, as mamãs e os papás levam os filhotes para a rua brincar com os seus amigos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Viva a Primavera, para as crianças ficarem contentes e estarem na rua a brincar na rua até à noite (e os papás e as mamãs também).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cintia - 2.ºD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/198998387940288705-8046034929277356184?l=escolab1-n2-ol.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escolab1-n2-ol.blogspot.com/feeds/8046034929277356184/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=198998387940288705&amp;postID=8046034929277356184' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198998387940288705/posts/default/8046034929277356184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198998387940288705/posts/default/8046034929277356184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escolab1-n2-ol.blogspot.com/2009/06/primavera.html' title='A Primavera'/><author><name>Oficina da Língua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04019238346909404456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l0NTVuFvauI/SiallRybiDI/AAAAAAAAAII/jCbV5gCjVWE/s72-c/001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-198998387940288705.post-483664134282494677</id><published>2009-06-03T08:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T08:48:10.668-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Fada Cristalina</title><content type='html'>Num dia de tempestade, o vento uivava:&lt;br /&gt;   - Uuh! Uuh!&lt;br /&gt;   A neve cobria a terra, o frio era intenso...&lt;br /&gt;   Cristalina, a Fada do bosque, espreitava abrigada numa folha seca do velho carvalho. Com o frio, as folhas não resistiam. Caíam, caíam... Não paravam de cair.&lt;br /&gt;   A Fada Cristalina viu as folhas caírem todas. Em pouco tempo ficou apenas uma folha: aquela que a protegia. Ela pensava:&lt;br /&gt;   - Coitadinho do carvalho! Sem folhas deve passar o Inverno gelado!&lt;br /&gt;   Passado algum tempo, a folha que lhe dava abrigo acabou por cair.&lt;br /&gt;   - Olha! Agora já nem uma folhinha tem!&lt;br /&gt;   Quando terminou de dizer estas palavras, escutou:&lt;br /&gt;   - Até que enfim! Estava à espera que esta folha caísse para começar a pensar no meu novo fato!&lt;br /&gt;   Foi assim que a Fada Cristalina percebeu que as árvores não ficavam tristes por perder as folhas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Domnika - 3.ºD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/198998387940288705-483664134282494677?l=escolab1-n2-ol.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escolab1-n2-ol.blogspot.com/feeds/483664134282494677/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=198998387940288705&amp;postID=483664134282494677' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198998387940288705/posts/default/483664134282494677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198998387940288705/posts/default/483664134282494677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escolab1-n2-ol.blogspot.com/2009/06/fada-cristalina.html' title='A Fada Cristalina'/><author><name>Oficina da Língua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04019238346909404456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-198998387940288705.post-7616028303943636191</id><published>2009-06-03T08:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T08:39:38.453-07:00</updated><title type='text'>O Professor Panteleão</title><content type='html'>O Professor Panteleão&lt;br /&gt;É um homem grandalhão&lt;br /&gt;Tem uma grande mão&lt;br /&gt;E é forte como um leão.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ele é um grande espertalhão&lt;br /&gt;Nervoso como um vulcão&lt;br /&gt;Gosta muito de fejão&lt;br /&gt;E detesta o Salmão.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O Professor Panteleão&lt;br /&gt;Tem um grande coração&lt;br /&gt;Chora como um limão&lt;br /&gt;E só pede um balão.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                      Claudina - 3.ºD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/198998387940288705-7616028303943636191?l=escolab1-n2-ol.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escolab1-n2-ol.blogspot.com/feeds/7616028303943636191/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=198998387940288705&amp;postID=7616028303943636191' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198998387940288705/posts/default/7616028303943636191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198998387940288705/posts/default/7616028303943636191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escolab1-n2-ol.blogspot.com/2009/06/o-professor-panteleao.html' title='O Professor Panteleão'/><author><name>Oficina da Língua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04019238346909404456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-198998387940288705.post-4602749821741221076</id><published>2009-05-13T00:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T00:18:33.386-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Resumo do conto "O Rato e o Caçador"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Era uma vez um caçador que usava armadilhas, fazendo covas no chão, para caçar animais na floresta. Ele tinha uma mulher que era cega e três filhos.&lt;br /&gt;Um dia, quando andava a ver se armadilhas tinham apanhado algum animal, encontrou o leão. Ele perguntou-lhe o que andava a fazer ali e o caçador explicou-lhe. O leão disse-lhe que as terras eram suas e que ele tinha de pagar um imposto. O pagamento do imposto era feito através da divisão dos animais caçados: o primeiro era do caçador, o segundo do leão e assim por diante. O caçador concordou, assinou o contrato e puseram-no logo em prática: numa armadilha havia uma gazela que ficou para o dono das armadilhas.&lt;br /&gt;Passado algum tempo, o caçador foi visitar os seus familiares e não voltou no mesmo dia. A sua mulher ficou em casa, mas como precisava de carne foi ver se as armadilhas tinham presa. Como era cega, caiu numa delas com a criança que levava ao colo.&lt;br /&gt;O leão estava à espreita e viu que a presa era uma pessoa, esperou então pelo caçador para este lhe entregar a caça.&lt;br /&gt;No dia seguinte, o caçador chegou a casa e não viu a mulher e o filho, foi até às armadilhas e encontrou-os lá. O leão apareceu de repetente a pedir a sua presa, mas o caçador explicou-lhe que era a sua mulher e o seu filho. O leão não se importou e disse que o combinado era ele receber a presa. De súbito, apareceu um rato e perguntou o que se passava. O leão explicou-lhe e o rato concordou com ele, dizendo ao homem que entregasse a mulher e o filho e se fosse embora…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alteração do final do conto “o rato e o caçador"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas o homem não deu ouvidos ao rato e fez uma nova proposta ao leão:&lt;br /&gt;- E se trocássemos de presa, tu ficavas com a gazela e eu com a minha mulher e o meu filho.&lt;br /&gt;- Está bem, podemos trocar de presas – disse o leão.&lt;br /&gt;- Amigo leão, não te deixes enganar pelo caçador. Será que essa é uma boa proposta? – disse o rato.&lt;br /&gt;Ele pensou, pensou e voltou a pensar até que adormeceu. De seguida, o rato ajudou o caçador a tirar a sua mulher e o seu filho mais novo da armadilha.&lt;br /&gt;Depois de tirarem a sua família, fizeram uma cova muito grande para lá pôr o leão.&lt;br /&gt;E assim acabou bem a história e com um final feliz. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l0NTVuFvauI/SgpzzFEdx0I/AAAAAAAAAIA/0TPotLDC7cU/s1600-h/luz_03.01.09_02.02.09+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335204029945202498" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l0NTVuFvauI/SgpzzFEdx0I/AAAAAAAAAIA/0TPotLDC7cU/s200/luz_03.01.09_02.02.09+011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vanda – 4ºD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não! Não! Eu quero a minha mulher e o meu filho – disse o caçador.&lt;br /&gt;- Não porque segundo o contrato, as presas são minhas!&lt;br /&gt;Durante horas nenhum dos dois decidiu o que fazer. Então, o rato teve uma ideia e foi falar com o caçador.&lt;br /&gt;- Amigo caçador, se eu for distrair o leão, podes libertar o teu filho e a tua mulher – segredou-lhe o rato ao ouvido.&lt;br /&gt;O caçador aceitou e começaram a pôr o plano em prática.&lt;br /&gt;- Ó leão! Eu sei onde é que podemos encontrar mais presas e assim podemos trazê-las e juntar aos outros dois.&lt;br /&gt;- Boa ideia, vamos lá.&lt;br /&gt;O caçador aproveitou a sua ausência e foi libertar o seu filho e a sua mulher. Eles fugiram para casa.&lt;br /&gt;Quando o leão voltou não encontrou ninguém!&lt;br /&gt;Evânia e Nilton – 4ºD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deixa-me libertar a minha mulher e o meu filho e em troca dou-te as próximas presas, serão todas tuas – disse o inocente homem.&lt;br /&gt;E o rato e o leão não concordaram porque acordo era acordo.&lt;br /&gt;O leão decidiu juntar os amigos dele e ficar com as presas e comê-las.&lt;br /&gt;Mas o homem disse:&lt;br /&gt;- A minha mulher e os meus filhos são a coisa mais importante da minha vida. Passadas algumas horas, continuava o homem a chorar.&lt;br /&gt;Então, o homem pensou que se mandasse uma pedra podiam ficar distraídos enquanto ele libertava a sua mulher. E assim fez. Depois fugiram para sua casa a correr.&lt;br /&gt;O leão ficou muito furioso e decidiu ir a casa do caçador e tentou arrombar a porta mas não conseguiu fazê-lo. E ficou tão enervado que se foi embora.&lt;br /&gt;Lisandro e Jessica 4ºD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Para não perder a sua mulher, fez outro acordo que era para ver quem corria mais. O leão aceitou mas o rato disse ao caçador para não o fazer.&lt;br /&gt;No dia seguinte, como a mulher estava cheia de fome, o marido levou comida para ela, mas não ficou muito tempo porque já estava na hora da corrida. Ele foi para a floresta encontrar-se com o seu adversário. Todos os animais estavam do lado do leão e os homens estavam do lado do caçador.&lt;br /&gt;Começou a corrida. Quem ganhou foi o homem porque o leão caiu numa das suas armadilhas. Após a corrida, o caçador foi salvar o seu filho e a sua mulher. E quanto ao leão, comeram a carne dele e com a pele fizeram casacos para a família.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Patrícia – 4ºD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/198998387940288705-4602749821741221076?l=escolab1-n2-ol.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escolab1-n2-ol.blogspot.com/feeds/4602749821741221076/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=198998387940288705&amp;postID=4602749821741221076' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198998387940288705/posts/default/4602749821741221076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198998387940288705/posts/default/4602749821741221076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escolab1-n2-ol.blogspot.com/2009/05/resumo-do-conto-o-rato-e-o-cacador.html' title='Resumo do conto &quot;O Rato e o Caçador&quot;'/><author><name>Oficina da Língua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04019238346909404456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l0NTVuFvauI/SgpzzFEdx0I/AAAAAAAAAIA/0TPotLDC7cU/s72-c/luz_03.01.09_02.02.09+011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-198998387940288705.post-3725705400201902546</id><published>2009-05-12T23:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T00:10:58.993-07:00</updated><title type='text'>O Frade Sem Cuidados</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu acho que a história fala de um frade que nunca fazia as coisas bem, mas ele gabava-se muito. Cada vez que passava por alguém ficava todo baralhado e fazia muitos estragos.&lt;br /&gt;No final, acho que o frade vai melhorar graças a uma pessoa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reconto&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Havia, uma vez, um frade que se gabava de nunca ter preocupações na sua vida. Um dia escreveu na porta de sua casa:&lt;br /&gt;- Aqui mora um frade sem cuidados. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l0NTVuFvauI/SgpxG8w2PvI/AAAAAAAAAHw/BDTEEog822M/s1600-h/luz_03.01.09_02.02.09+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O rei, sabendo disso, ficou furioso, ele mandou chamar o frade. Logo depois&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l0NTVuFvauI/SgpyaOzP_0I/AAAAAAAAAH4/P2_4V-6Xi1c/s1600-h/luz_03.01.09_02.02.09+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335202503548993346" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 208px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 222px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l0NTVuFvauI/SgpyaOzP_0I/AAAAAAAAAH4/P2_4V-6Xi1c/s200/luz_03.01.09_02.02.09+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, o rei perguntou-lhe:&lt;br /&gt;- É verdade o que escreveu na porta?&lt;br /&gt;O frade respondeu-lhe que, na verdade, não havia coisa alguma, no mundo, que o tivesse preocupado e que passava a sua vida sem cuidados.&lt;br /&gt;O rei deu uma ordem ao frade:&lt;br /&gt;- Quero que daqui a três dias venha responder, sob pena de ser morto, a três perguntas:&lt;br /&gt;Saiu do castelo com muito, muito cuidado. Quando chegou a casa, não quis jantar nem tomar o pequeno-almoço nem o almoço.&lt;br /&gt;O criado perguntou ao frade:&lt;br /&gt;- Meu caro senhor, porque está assim tão triste e não quer comer?&lt;br /&gt;E o frade respondeu ao criado:&lt;br /&gt;- Ah meu criado, hoje estou cheio de cuidados. O rei disse que daqui a três dias irei responder a três perguntas.&lt;br /&gt;O criado vendo a sua humilhação disse:&lt;br /&gt;- Eu posso ir por si responder às perguntas do rei.&lt;br /&gt;O criado rapou bem a sua barba e o bigode, o frade deu-lhe a sua batina.&lt;br /&gt;Quando chegou ao castelo do rei, o frade sentou-se. O rei perguntou-lhe quantos cestos havia naquele monte. O frade respondeu que no monte havia só um cesto. A seguir, perguntou-lhe quantas estrelas havia no céu. O frade respondeu-lhe que havia milhões e milhões de estrelas.&lt;br /&gt;Por fim, na 3ª pergunta, o rei perguntou ao frade o que é que ele estava a pensar. O frade disse que o rei pensava que ele estava a falar com o frade sem cuidados, mas estava a falar com o criado dele. &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;Viviana - 4ºB&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/198998387940288705-3725705400201902546?l=escolab1-n2-ol.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escolab1-n2-ol.blogspot.com/feeds/3725705400201902546/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=198998387940288705&amp;postID=3725705400201902546' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198998387940288705/posts/default/3725705400201902546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198998387940288705/posts/default/3725705400201902546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escolab1-n2-ol.blogspot.com/2009/05/o-frade-sem-cuidados.html' title='O Frade Sem Cuidados'/><author><name>Oficina da Língua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04019238346909404456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l0NTVuFvauI/SgpyaOzP_0I/AAAAAAAAAH4/P2_4V-6Xi1c/s72-c/luz_03.01.09_02.02.09+008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-198998387940288705.post-1740244593802166519</id><published>2009-04-13T07:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T07:47:37.292-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Casinha de Açucar</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l0NTVuFvauI/SeNQgKiv5KI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/2k_7OapjkTk/s1600-h/002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324187697998193826" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 128px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l0NTVuFvauI/SeNQgKiv5KI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/2k_7OapjkTk/s200/002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;A Casinha de Açucar f&lt;/em&gt;alava sobre um casal pobre que tinha dois filhos.&lt;br /&gt;Um dia os dois irmãos foram dar um passeio pela floresta e perderam-se.&lt;br /&gt;Encontraram uma bruxa má. A bruxa comia pessoas e prendeu o menino: o Gonçalo. Deu-lhe muitas guloseimas para ele engordar.&lt;br /&gt;Como a bruxa não via muito bem, o menino guardou um osso de frango e quando ela lhe pedia o dedo, ele esticava-lhe o osso.&lt;br /&gt;Certo dia, quando a bruxa ia pôr o Gonçalo na lareira, ela foi empurrada pela irmã dele, a Cátia.&lt;br /&gt;Então, eles foram à procura do seu tesouro e encontraram uma mala cheia de moedas e ouro. Pegaram nela e levaram-na para casa.&lt;br /&gt;Desde esse dia, viveram felizes com os seus pais.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kátia Silva - 4.ºA&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/198998387940288705-1740244593802166519?l=escolab1-n2-ol.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escolab1-n2-ol.blogspot.com/feeds/1740244593802166519/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=198998387940288705&amp;postID=1740244593802166519' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198998387940288705/posts/default/1740244593802166519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198998387940288705/posts/default/1740244593802166519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escolab1-n2-ol.blogspot.com/2009/04/casinha-de-acucar.html' title='A Casinha de Açucar'/><author><name>Oficina da Língua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04019238346909404456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l0NTVuFvauI/SeNQgKiv5KI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/2k_7OapjkTk/s72-c/002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-198998387940288705.post-5363982495126516632</id><published>2009-04-13T07:41:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T07:45:09.493-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Porta</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l0NTVuFvauI/SeNP4VuqGdI/AAAAAAAAAHI/6KLibhdvu7Q/s1600-h/003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324187013806168530" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 146px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l0NTVuFvauI/SeNP4VuqGdI/AAAAAAAAAHI/6KLibhdvu7Q/s200/003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Numa pequena aldeia africana, havia uma casa muito, muito antiga. Toda a gente acreditava que a casa estava assombrada. Diziam que atrás da porta vivia uma bruxa que costumava assustar os meninos.&lt;br /&gt;E era verdade… A bruxa existia mesmo… E o pior é que desconfiava que três meninos (o André, o João e a Joana Catarina) tinham descoberto a sua verdadeira casa – a porta da cave –, pois tinha-os escutado dizer:&lt;br /&gt;- Há ali algo estranho!&lt;br /&gt;Nesse dia, eles regressaram, decididos a descobrir enfim a verdade.&lt;br /&gt;Quando entraram na casa misteriosa viram três portas fechadas, com o nome deles, escrito.&lt;br /&gt;- Porque será que estas portas têm o nosso nome? – perguntaram eles.&lt;br /&gt;Curiosos, os meninos abriram, cada um, a sua porta.&lt;br /&gt;Por trás da porta do André, estavam cinco múmias e uma abóbora com luzinhas. Atrás da porta da Joana Catarina, estava um vampiro extraordinariamente ridículo. Por fim, por trás da porta do João, havia um esqueleto vibrante e um morto desdentado.&lt;br /&gt;Aterrorizados, fecharam as portas, fugiram a sete pés e nunca mais voltaram.&lt;br /&gt;A casa misteriosa passou, então, a ser vista como a casa do terror.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joana Tavares– 4.ºA&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/198998387940288705-5363982495126516632?l=escolab1-n2-ol.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escolab1-n2-ol.blogspot.com/feeds/5363982495126516632/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=198998387940288705&amp;postID=5363982495126516632' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198998387940288705/posts/default/5363982495126516632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198998387940288705/posts/default/5363982495126516632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escolab1-n2-ol.blogspot.com/2009/04/porta.html' title='A Porta'/><author><name>Oficina da Língua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04019238346909404456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l0NTVuFvauI/SeNP4VuqGdI/AAAAAAAAAHI/6KLibhdvu7Q/s72-c/003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-198998387940288705.post-5572401308025264096</id><published>2009-04-13T07:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T07:41:05.242-07:00</updated><title type='text'>O Mentiroso (Continuação da Narrativa)</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Era uma vez um homem que gostava de mentir. Mentia para os vizinhos e para toda a tabanca.&lt;br /&gt;Um dia, ele mais outras pessoas, foram escolhidos para participarem numa reunião com o rei daquela província.&lt;br /&gt;Durante a viagem encontraram uma cabeça de cobra que lhe perguntou:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;- Onde vão?&lt;br /&gt;- Não te interessa, cobra. São coisas nossas. – respondeu o mentiroso.&lt;br /&gt;- Mas a cobra insistiu e perguntou novamente aos homens onde é que eles iam. O homem mentiroso acabou por dizer:&lt;br /&gt;- Vamos para a praia ter com os nossos amigos.&lt;br /&gt;Então a cabeça de cobra exclamou:&lt;br /&gt;- Estás a mentir!&lt;br /&gt;- Como sabes? – perguntou ele.&lt;br /&gt;- Porque sou uma cobra mágica e adivinho quando as pessoas mentem… Não gosto de mentirosos… Se voltas a mentir, serás castigado.&lt;br /&gt;O mentiroso, assustado, disse que não iria voltar a mentir.&lt;br /&gt;Porém, alguns dias depois voltou a mentir e a cobra teve de o castigar. Fez um feitiço e o mentiroso ficou mudo.&lt;br /&gt;Desde esse dia, nunca mais pôde mentir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Claudina Silveira, 3.ºD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;- Olha, olha, quem está aqui! É o grande mentiroso! Onde vais?&lt;br /&gt;- Não sabia que as cobras falavam! – exclamou o homem.&lt;br /&gt;- Pois é! Eu falo… não respondeste à minha pergunta. Onde vais?&lt;br /&gt;- Não te interessa! Respondeu o mentiroso.&lt;br /&gt;- Interessa sim… Eu quero saber onde vais! – disse a cabeça de cobra.&lt;br /&gt;- Não digo! Não digo! Não digo!&lt;br /&gt;- Cuidado! Eu sou mágica. Transformo-te em sapo.&lt;br /&gt;- Não! Não! – gritou o mentiroso.&lt;br /&gt;- Então, diz-me onde vais. – insistiu a cabeça de cobra.&lt;br /&gt;- Pronto! Está bem. Eu digo-te… Vou a casa da minha prima.&lt;br /&gt;- Ah! Está bem. Podes ir, então. – afirmou ela.&lt;br /&gt;Assustado com o que aconteceu, o mentiroso nunca mais mentiu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Domnika Tanasesku, 3.ºD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;- Quando me dás comida?&lt;br /&gt;- Nunca! – respondeu a cabeça de cobra.&lt;br /&gt;O homem continuou a viagem e quando chegou à reunião, o rei perguntou-lhe:&lt;br /&gt;- Tu és rico?&lt;br /&gt;- Não. Eu sou pobre. Eu vim cá pedir ajuda a sua majestade.&lt;br /&gt;- O rei teve pena dele e deu-lhe algum dinheiro.&lt;br /&gt;Algum tempo depois, descobriu que afinal o mentiroso era rico e mandou-o prender.&lt;br /&gt;No entanto, ele conseguiu fugir e voltar para a sua aldeia. Aos amigos e familiares disse que tinha sido libertado.&lt;br /&gt;Desde esse dia, nunca mais se aproximou do rei e nunca mais mentiu, pois percebeu que a mentira pode sair mal e dar para o torto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Márcia da Silva, 3.ºC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;- Onde vais?&lt;br /&gt;- Eu vou, com os meus amigos, a uma reunião em casa do meu filho, Ruben. Porquê?&lt;br /&gt;- Porque sou curiosa. – afirmou a cabeça de cobra.&lt;br /&gt;- Por que é que tu estás sem cabeça, senhora cobra? – perguntou o mentiroso.&lt;br /&gt;- Porque o homem do bosque cortou-ma! – exclamou ela.&lt;br /&gt;- Ai foi!&lt;br /&gt;- Sim. Ele cortou-me a cabeça, porque eu comi uma pessoa que se estava a portar mal.&lt;br /&gt;- Isso não se faz. – disse o mentiroso.&lt;br /&gt;A cabeça de cobra exclamou:&lt;br /&gt;- Tu também mentes e isso também não se faz! Por isso tem cuidado. O que me aconteceu a mim também te pode acontecer a ti.&lt;br /&gt;Assustado, o mentiroso prometeu a si próprio que nunca mais mentia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sérgio Landim, 3.ºD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&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/198998387940288705-5572401308025264096?l=escolab1-n2-ol.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escolab1-n2-ol.blogspot.com/feeds/5572401308025264096/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=198998387940288705&amp;postID=5572401308025264096' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198998387940288705/posts/default/5572401308025264096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198998387940288705/posts/default/5572401308025264096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escolab1-n2-ol.blogspot.com/2009/04/o-mentiroso-continuacao-da-narrativa.html' title='O Mentiroso (Continuação da Narrativa)'/><author><name>Oficina da Língua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04019238346909404456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-198998387940288705.post-2152750475176371787</id><published>2009-01-26T11:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T11:47:26.560-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Uma aventura na quinta</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l0NTVuFvauI/SX4P6_c_gZI/AAAAAAAAAHA/cINFsxJvRYk/s1600-h/digitalizar0003.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l0NTVuFvauI/SX4P6_c_gZI/AAAAAAAAAHA/cINFsxJvRYk/s1600-h/digitalizar0003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295687717974147474" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 270px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 176px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l0NTVuFvauI/SX4P6_c_gZI/AAAAAAAAAHA/cINFsxJvRYk/s200/digitalizar0003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Era uma vez a galinha zangada, o porco rosadinho e o ganso malandreco que viviam numa quinta.&lt;br /&gt;Um dia, o ganso malandreco viu a galinha e pensou:&lt;br /&gt;- O que é que ela está a fazer? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;O ganso não sabia o que era chocar ovos e ficou impressionado. Então disse baixinho: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;-Vou-lhe pregar uma partida.&lt;br /&gt;A galinha foi para a capoeira dormir a sesta e o ganso deixou-a sossegada por uma hora e meia. Então, pôs palha e água suja em cima dela. Passado um bocado, ela acordou e ficou tão nervosa que partiu um dos seus ovos. Começaram-se a rir, ela ficou muito triste e o ganso admitiu que tinha sido ele.&lt;br /&gt;Chateada foi ao jardim dos animais e viu a amiga que era a pomba da paz e pediu-lhe que lhe fizesse um favor: meter picos na cama do ganso.&lt;br /&gt;A noite caiu, o porco Rosadinho foi-se deitar e sentiu picos nas costas e disse:&lt;br /&gt;- Há mosquitos por aqui!? Vou para a lama lavar-me.&lt;br /&gt;Entretanto, a pomba viu e tirou os picos das costas do porco porque se tinha enganado. Ao mesmo tempo, o porco gritou:&lt;br /&gt;- Ai!Ai! Isto dói!&lt;br /&gt;No dia seguinte, ele desculpou-a e depois começaram todos a divertir-se.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Raquel 4ºD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/198998387940288705-2152750475176371787?l=escolab1-n2-ol.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escolab1-n2-ol.blogspot.com/feeds/2152750475176371787/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=198998387940288705&amp;postID=2152750475176371787' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198998387940288705/posts/default/2152750475176371787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198998387940288705/posts/default/2152750475176371787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escolab1-n2-ol.blogspot.com/2009/01/uma-aventura-na-quinta.html' title='Uma aventura na quinta'/><author><name>Oficina da Língua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04019238346909404456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l0NTVuFvauI/SX4P6_c_gZI/AAAAAAAAAHA/cINFsxJvRYk/s72-c/digitalizar0003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-198998387940288705.post-1461833174117398646</id><published>2008-12-05T11:59:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T12:10:14.287-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Criação de Histórias</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l0NTVuFvauI/STmKKSJWZDI/AAAAAAAAAGY/sSez8QiVdfw/s1600-h/011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276400347715626034" style="WIDTH: 140px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l0NTVuFvauI/STmKKSJWZDI/AAAAAAAAAGY/sSez8QiVdfw/s200/011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l0NTVuFvauI/STmKJwXm_TI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/FzR5-4SVchw/s1600-h/010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276400338648628530" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 145px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l0NTVuFvauI/STmKJwXm_TI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/FzR5-4SVchw/s200/010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l0NTVuFvauI/STmKJtXZbMI/AAAAAAAAAGI/BUtnTCQGNeI/s1600-h/009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276400337842433218" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 145px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l0NTVuFvauI/STmKJtXZbMI/AAAAAAAAAGI/BUtnTCQGNeI/s200/009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l0NTVuFvauI/STmKJUOpvQI/AAAAAAAAAGA/d_i61X2Bpyc/s1600-h/008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276400331094867202" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 142px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l0NTVuFvauI/STmKJUOpvQI/AAAAAAAAAGA/d_i61X2Bpyc/s200/008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/198998387940288705-1461833174117398646?l=escolab1-n2-ol.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escolab1-n2-ol.blogspot.com/feeds/1461833174117398646/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=198998387940288705&amp;postID=1461833174117398646' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198998387940288705/posts/default/1461833174117398646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198998387940288705/posts/default/1461833174117398646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escolab1-n2-ol.blogspot.com/2008/12/criao-de-histrias.html' title='Criação de Histórias'/><author><name>Oficina da Língua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04019238346909404456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l0NTVuFvauI/STmKKSJWZDI/AAAAAAAAAGY/sSez8QiVdfw/s72-c/011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-198998387940288705.post-495540126705367570</id><published>2008-12-02T01:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T09:07:11.165-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Ouve-me com atenção!"</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290082218176267746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 262px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l0NTVuFvauI/SWolv9cBxeI/AAAAAAAAAGg/LaggTrEhm90/s200/digitalizar0001.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Hoje é mais um dia de aulas, o senhor Professor diz sempre:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;-Evânia pouco barulho, João não interrompas a aula, Patrícia pára de mexer nos lápis de cor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;O senhor professor estava a explicar os trabalhos e a Patrícia estava distraída e perguntou:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;-Senhor professor, o que é para fazer?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;O senhor professor furioso respondeu-lhe:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;- Não estavas com atenção? Não ouviste?&lt;br /&gt;A Patrícia envergonhada explicou-lhe o que estava a fazer:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;-Estava a mexer nos lápis de cor porque queria pintar um desenho.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Então o Professor explicou outra vez. E disse-lhe:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;-Da próxima vez tens de estar com mais atenção.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ele mandou a Mariana distribuir os livros de matemática, mas ela estava a espreitar pela janela. E o senhor professor castigou-a.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;De seguida, começou a fazer perguntas de matemática à Jéssica:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;-Quanto é oito vezes oito?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ela respondeu:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;- Essa é muito fácil, são oitenta e quatro.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Irritado, respondeu:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;- Não senhora, são sessenta e quatro.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Chegou a hora de ir lanchar e os meninos não acabaram de fazer as contas, por isso não foram ao intervalo, ficaram na sala de aula a trabalhar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Quando tocou para a entrada, os alunos estavam a fazer as tabuadas, e de repente, a Nídia disse que já tinha acabado. O Professor perguntou quanto é dez vezes dez?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;- São dezoito - respondeu ela.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;- Não, são cem!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Finalmente acabou a aula e o professor mandou-os sair.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Evânia - 4ºD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/198998387940288705-495540126705367570?l=escolab1-n2-ol.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escolab1-n2-ol.blogspot.com/feeds/495540126705367570/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=198998387940288705&amp;postID=495540126705367570' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198998387940288705/posts/default/495540126705367570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198998387940288705/posts/default/495540126705367570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escolab1-n2-ol.blogspot.com/2008/12/ouve-me-com-ateno.html' title='&quot;Ouve-me com atenção!&quot;'/><author><name>Oficina da Língua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04019238346909404456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l0NTVuFvauI/SWolv9cBxeI/AAAAAAAAAGg/LaggTrEhm90/s72-c/digitalizar0001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-198998387940288705.post-4884042218358649505</id><published>2008-11-19T02:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T11:00:45.785-08:00</updated><title type='text'>O Menino Voador</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Era uma vez um menino que tinha o mundo nos seus olhos.&lt;br /&gt;Ele chama-se Miguel e consegue voar. Voa muito alto e é o melhor voador do mundo.&lt;br /&gt;O Miguel conhece os países todos do planeta. Sabe muitas coisas sobre as pessoas e sobre os animais.&lt;br /&gt;Ele é um miúdo muito inteligente. É muito esperto a matemática e adora brincar, cantar e dançar . Gosta de ver televisão e jogar no computador.&lt;br /&gt;Eu gostava de ser como o Miguel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Sérgio, 3.ºD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/198998387940288705-4884042218358649505?l=escolab1-n2-ol.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escolab1-n2-ol.blogspot.com/feeds/4884042218358649505/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=198998387940288705&amp;postID=4884042218358649505' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198998387940288705/posts/default/4884042218358649505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198998387940288705/posts/default/4884042218358649505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escolab1-n2-ol.blogspot.com/2008/11/o-menino-voador.html' title='O Menino Voador'/><author><name>Oficina da Língua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04019238346909404456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-198998387940288705.post-5894830731749976297</id><published>2008-11-17T09:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T10:29:00.810-08:00</updated><title type='text'>O Caçador e a Pomba</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l0NTVuFvauI/SSGtyx_spPI/AAAAAAAAAFI/nlRer6cU_GY/s1600-h/001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269684126925759730" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 147px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l0NTVuFvauI/SSGtyx_spPI/AAAAAAAAAFI/nlRer6cU_GY/s200/001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Vladimiro - 4.ºD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/198998387940288705-5894830731749976297?l=escolab1-n2-ol.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escolab1-n2-ol.blogspot.com/feeds/5894830731749976297/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=198998387940288705&amp;postID=5894830731749976297' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198998387940288705/posts/default/5894830731749976297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198998387940288705/posts/default/5894830731749976297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escolab1-n2-ol.blogspot.com/2008/11/blog-post_17.html' title='O Caçador e a Pomba'/><author><name>Oficina da Língua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04019238346909404456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l0NTVuFvauI/SSGtyx_spPI/AAAAAAAAAFI/nlRer6cU_GY/s72-c/001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-198998387940288705.post-7360044285520169144</id><published>2008-11-12T02:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T11:37:19.383-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Carochinha</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l0NTVuFvauI/STmCzjdW7bI/AAAAAAAAAFg/oHhg51cccr8/s1600-h/003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276392260644564402" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 119px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l0NTVuFvauI/STmCzjdW7bI/AAAAAAAAAFg/oHhg51cccr8/s200/003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;O livro que eu li falava sobre o João Ratão e sobre a Carochinha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Era uma Carochinha que andava a limpar o chão da cozinha e que encontrou uma moeda. Com a moeda ela comprou um chapéu com flores e um vestido.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;A seguir foi para casa, pôs-se à janela e perguntou aos animais que passavam se algum queria casar com ela. Ela escolheu o João Ratão.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;No&lt;img class="gl_align_full" alt="Justificar completamente" src="http://www.blogger.com/img/blank.gif" border="0" /&gt; dia seguinte, foram casar-se na igreja. Depois da missa, já em casa, a Carochinha fez uma sopa de chouriço e um bolo. O João Ratão sentiu o cheiro e foi à cozinha espreitar. Ao espreitar para dentro da panela caiu e morreu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;ntão, a Carochinha ficou sem o seu João Ratão. &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="right"&gt;MÁRCIA - 3.ºC&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;&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/198998387940288705-7360044285520169144?l=escolab1-n2-ol.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escolab1-n2-ol.blogspot.com/feeds/7360044285520169144/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=198998387940288705&amp;postID=7360044285520169144' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198998387940288705/posts/default/7360044285520169144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198998387940288705/posts/default/7360044285520169144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escolab1-n2-ol.blogspot.com/2008/11/carochinha_12.html' title='A Carochinha'/><author><name>Oficina da Língua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04019238346909404456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l0NTVuFvauI/STmCzjdW7bI/AAAAAAAAAFg/oHhg51cccr8/s72-c/003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-198998387940288705.post-5007745666691935245</id><published>2008-11-06T01:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T11:40:40.484-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Leitura da história da Sereiazinha</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l0NTVuFvauI/STmDlMT63nI/AAAAAAAAAFo/m7DDOrrA3eU/s1600-h/002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276393113424420466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 124px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l0NTVuFvauI/STmDlMT63nI/AAAAAAAAAFo/m7DDOrrA3eU/s200/002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A história falava sobre uma sereia que queria conhecer o mundo das pessoas. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Quando fez 15 anos o pai deixou-a ir até à tona da água.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Durante a sua visita viu um navio muito grande a afundar. Rapidamente, a sereiazinha foi até ao barco para tentar salvar os homens.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ela salvou um príncipe e os dois apaixonaram-se.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Como ela era uma sereia, foi à feiticeira para arranjar uma poção que a transformasse em mulher.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Quando conseguiu,f oi ter com o seu príncipe para viver com ele.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Desde esse dia, eles foram muito felizes e passaram a ir até à beira mar para ver as irmãs da sereiazinha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Domnika - 3.ºD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/198998387940288705-5007745666691935245?l=escolab1-n2-ol.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escolab1-n2-ol.blogspot.com/feeds/5007745666691935245/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=198998387940288705&amp;postID=5007745666691935245' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198998387940288705/posts/default/5007745666691935245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198998387940288705/posts/default/5007745666691935245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escolab1-n2-ol.blogspot.com/2008/11/leitura-da-histria-da-sereiazinha.html' title='Leitura da história da Sereiazinha'/><author><name>Oficina da Língua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04019238346909404456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l0NTVuFvauI/STmDlMT63nI/AAAAAAAAAFo/m7DDOrrA3eU/s72-c/002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-198998387940288705.post-4296775203241961798</id><published>2008-11-05T03:50:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T11:35:46.420-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Carochinha</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l0NTVuFvauI/STmCdB7pDZI/AAAAAAAAAFY/FMxJobkqKIA/s1600-h/001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276391873687653778" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 165px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l0NTVuFvauI/STmCdB7pDZI/AAAAAAAAAFY/FMxJobkqKIA/s200/001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;O livro que eu li contava a história da Carochinha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Um dia a Carochinha estava a varrer o chão da cozinha e encontrou uma moeda. Com o dinheiro, foi a uma loja comprar um vestido e um chapéu. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Quando chegou a casa, vestiu a roupa nova e pôs o chapéu. Depois foi para janela perguntar quem queria casar com ela.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Passaram muito animais, mais ela escolheu só um: o João Ratão.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Os dois decidiram casar e foram para a igreja. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;A seguir ao casamento foram para casa. A Carochinha cozinhou: fez uma sopa de chouriço e um bolo de chocolate.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Quando o João Ratão sentiu o cheiro, foi à cozinha ver o que era. Espreitou para dentro da panela, mas acabou por cair.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Foi assim que a Carochinha perdeu o João Ratão e ficou outra vez sozinha e triste.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;CLAUDINA - 3.ºD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/198998387940288705-4296775203241961798?l=escolab1-n2-ol.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escolab1-n2-ol.blogspot.com/feeds/4296775203241961798/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=198998387940288705&amp;postID=4296775203241961798' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198998387940288705/posts/default/4296775203241961798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198998387940288705/posts/default/4296775203241961798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escolab1-n2-ol.blogspot.com/2008/11/carochinha.html' title='A Carochinha'/><author><name>Oficina da Língua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04019238346909404456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l0NTVuFvauI/STmCdB7pDZI/AAAAAAAAAFY/FMxJobkqKIA/s72-c/001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-198998387940288705.post-1859497842029553436</id><published>2008-11-04T06:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T07:10:24.019-08:00</updated><title type='text'>O menino e os ovos</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Chegou a Primavera e com ela voltaram as aves.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Nesse dia, o menino estava a tentar subir à árvore, agarrando-se a um galho, para apanhar   os ovos da cegonha.    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;De repente, o galho partiu-se e o  menino caiu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ele aleijou-se e começou a chorar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Delfina e Josefina - 3.ºB&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/198998387940288705-1859497842029553436?l=escolab1-n2-ol.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escolab1-n2-ol.blogspot.com/feeds/1859497842029553436/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=198998387940288705&amp;postID=1859497842029553436' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198998387940288705/posts/default/1859497842029553436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198998387940288705/posts/default/1859497842029553436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escolab1-n2-ol.blogspot.com/2008/11/o-menino-e-os-ovos.html' title='O menino e os ovos'/><author><name>Oficina da Língua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04019238346909404456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-198998387940288705.post-6730533406624327929</id><published>2008-11-01T09:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T10:43:02.883-07:00</updated><title type='text'>História da árvore triste</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l0NTVuFvauI/SQyUGU67KzI/AAAAAAAAAEU/OpQEztTWkls/s1600-h/002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263744900905249586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 141px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l0NTVuFvauI/SQyUGU67KzI/AAAAAAAAAEU/OpQEztTWkls/s200/002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l0NTVuFvauI/SQyUFuvEaII/AAAAAAAAAEM/UPzFxOy2NM8/s1600-h/003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263744890654976130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 142px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l0NTVuFvauI/SQyUFuvEaII/AAAAAAAAAEM/UPzFxOy2NM8/s200/003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l0NTVuFvauI/SQyUE4RxSrI/AAAAAAAAAEE/pHx5Kxbtdu4/s1600-h/004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263744876036573874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 144px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l0NTVuFvauI/SQyUE4RxSrI/AAAAAAAAAEE/pHx5Kxbtdu4/s200/004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l0NTVuFvauI/SQyUEpBpJUI/AAAAAAAAAD8/e5qLaYUKZac/s1600-h/005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263744871942399298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 145px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l0NTVuFvauI/SQyUEpBpJUI/AAAAAAAAAD8/e5qLaYUKZac/s200/005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/198998387940288705-6730533406624327929?l=escolab1-n2-ol.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escolab1-n2-ol.blogspot.com/feeds/6730533406624327929/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=198998387940288705&amp;postID=6730533406624327929' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198998387940288705/posts/default/6730533406624327929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198998387940288705/posts/default/6730533406624327929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escolab1-n2-ol.blogspot.com/2008/11/blog-post.html' title='História da árvore triste'/><author><name>Oficina da Língua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04019238346909404456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l0NTVuFvauI/SQyUGU67KzI/AAAAAAAAAEU/OpQEztTWkls/s72-c/002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-198998387940288705.post-5415186546475538136</id><published>2008-11-01T09:19:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T09:22:45.738-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Recontos</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l0NTVuFvauI/SQyCQyXBU-I/AAAAAAAAAC0/IDbwnPoKUKU/s1600-h/Img091.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263725289397113826" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 241px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l0NTVuFvauI/SQyCQyXBU-I/AAAAAAAAAC0/IDbwnPoKUKU/s320/Img091.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l0NTVuFvauI/SQyCQiVJ16I/AAAAAAAAACs/k7CXnkORh20/s1600-h/Img090.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263725285094315938" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 238px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l0NTVuFvauI/SQyCQiVJ16I/AAAAAAAAACs/k7CXnkORh20/s320/Img090.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/198998387940288705-5415186546475538136?l=escolab1-n2-ol.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escolab1-n2-ol.blogspot.com/feeds/5415186546475538136/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=198998387940288705&amp;postID=5415186546475538136' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198998387940288705/posts/default/5415186546475538136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198998387940288705/posts/default/5415186546475538136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escolab1-n2-ol.blogspot.com/2008/11/recontos.html' title='Recontos'/><author><name>Oficina da Língua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04019238346909404456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l0NTVuFvauI/SQyCQyXBU-I/AAAAAAAAAC0/IDbwnPoKUKU/s72-c/Img091.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-198998387940288705.post-4503713033203114722</id><published>2008-10-28T04:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T11:04:34.129-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A morte do Toureiro</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Era uma vez um toureiro que ia desafiar o touro, mas ele estava com medo e tinha que tomar uma decisão, se fugia ou ficava. De repente, encontraram-se numa encruzilhada, lutaram e o toureiro morreu. As três irmãs, Vivi, Mariana e Andreia, choraram muito porque ele era um toureiro muito famoso. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Certo dia, apareceu um ladrão em casa das três irmãs. Ele deu uma maçã à Mariana que estava sozinha em casa. Mas a maçã tinha uma poção mágica, ele queria trasfomá-la em rato para as irmãs desaparecerem e disse:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;-Faltam só mais duas para a casa ser minha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Mais tarde, chegou uma das irmãs, a Vivi e viu a maçã, comeu-a também e transformou-se em sapo. Era um sapo muito feio! Quando a Andreia chegou, o ladrão amarrou-a, levou-a de carro para o riacho e atirou-a ao mar. Ela estava amarrada e não conseguia nadar e assim desapareceram as três irmãs. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;E o ladrão ficou com a casa!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Flavio Gonçalves - 4ºB &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/198998387940288705-4503713033203114722?l=escolab1-n2-ol.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escolab1-n2-ol.blogspot.com/feeds/4503713033203114722/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=198998387940288705&amp;postID=4503713033203114722' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198998387940288705/posts/default/4503713033203114722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198998387940288705/posts/default/4503713033203114722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escolab1-n2-ol.blogspot.com/2008/10/morte-do-toureiro.html' title='A morte do Toureiro'/><author><name>Oficina da Língua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04019238346909404456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-198998387940288705.post-6499123990073946368</id><published>2008-10-28T02:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T10:54:49.255-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;O Burro Januário&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O burro Januário vivia na quinta do Sr. Silveira. Um dia resolveu que queria ser o Presidente de toda a bicharada da quinta. Ele tinha a mania que era muito esperto e bonito.&lt;br /&gt;Então lá foi ele pedir ao Sr. Silveira.&lt;br /&gt;-Senhor Silveira, eu resolvi cuidar da bicharada da quinta.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;- Tudo bem, mas só se me prometeres que vais cuidar bem deles.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Então lá foi ele cuidar da bicharada.&lt;br /&gt;- Tantos animais! Isto é mais difícil do que eu pensava.&lt;br /&gt;- Tenho muitas tarefas e vou primeiro dar comida aos porcos.&lt;br /&gt;- Ai! Ai! Ai! – Ele ficou todo sujo. Quando entrou para casa estava todo roxo e sujou a casa inteira. O Sr. Silveira estava zangado e disse-lhe:&lt;br /&gt;- Limpa isto tudo e depois vai-te embora desta casa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ele foi-se embora, foi para a rua.&lt;br /&gt;No dia seguinte, o Senhor Silveira teve pena dele e resolveu procurá-lo. Ele viu o burro au pé da paragem da camioneta a morrer de frio e levou-o para casa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;E assim o burro Januário aprendeu que ninguém é mais do que os outros.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Evânia Mendes 4ºD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/198998387940288705-6499123990073946368?l=escolab1-n2-ol.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escolab1-n2-ol.blogspot.com/feeds/6499123990073946368/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=198998387940288705&amp;postID=6499123990073946368' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198998387940288705/posts/default/6499123990073946368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198998387940288705/posts/default/6499123990073946368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escolab1-n2-ol.blogspot.com/2008/10/o-burro-janurio-o-burro-janurio-vivia.html' title=''/><author><name>Oficina da Língua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04019238346909404456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-198998387940288705.post-2705728599733330636</id><published>2008-10-27T08:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T08:39:13.789-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tudo ao Contrário</title><content type='html'>O senhor Hepaminondas fazia tudo ao contrário... Pendurava o automóvel na corda da roupa, guardava a roupa nas janelas, punha os sapatos em cima do computador e colocava a fruta no chão.&lt;br /&gt;Quando saía de casa levava sempre as roupas ao contrário... Punha os sapatos nas orelhas, metia as meias nos braços, enfiava as calças na cabeça e metia a camisola nas pernas.&lt;br /&gt;Que vida desgraçada é a do senhor Hepaminondas. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Elisabete Silva&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/198998387940288705-2705728599733330636?l=escolab1-n2-ol.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escolab1-n2-ol.blogspot.com/feeds/2705728599733330636/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=198998387940288705&amp;postID=2705728599733330636' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198998387940288705/posts/default/2705728599733330636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198998387940288705/posts/default/2705728599733330636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escolab1-n2-ol.blogspot.com/2008/10/tudo-ao-contrrio.html' title='Tudo ao Contrário'/><author><name>Oficina da Língua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04019238346909404456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-198998387940288705.post-6128874349348467316</id><published>2008-10-22T06:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T08:41:51.262-07:00</updated><title type='text'>O Oceano</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Era uma vez dois golfinhos que na imensidão do oceano nadavam, nadavam que nem dois peixinhos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;De repente, apareceu-lhes à frente um tubarão gigantesco. Eles tentaram fugir, mas não conseguiram e foram comidos pelo tubarão.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;A mãe e o pai preocupados com o facto de os seus filhos não virem para casa, foram à sua procura.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Quando souberam da triste notícia, a mãe , desesperada, exclamou:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;-Eu não os devia ter deixado ir brincar sozinhos !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Furioso, o pai perguntou:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;- Quem os matou ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;-Foi o meu marido, porquê? - disse a baleia.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;-Porque ele não devia ter feito isso! - respondeu o pai.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;-Ai sim! Então vou comer-vos a vocês também! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;E assim desapareceu esta linda família de golfinhos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Joana Sofia &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/198998387940288705-6128874349348467316?l=escolab1-n2-ol.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escolab1-n2-ol.blogspot.com/feeds/6128874349348467316/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=198998387940288705&amp;postID=6128874349348467316' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198998387940288705/posts/default/6128874349348467316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198998387940288705/posts/default/6128874349348467316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escolab1-n2-ol.blogspot.com/2008/10/o-oceano.html' title='O Oceano'/><author><name>Oficina da Língua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04019238346909404456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-198998387940288705.post-2423613765708338342</id><published>2008-10-22T03:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T11:43:16.562-08:00</updated><title type='text'>As Três Irmãs</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l0NTVuFvauI/STmERLS30UI/AAAAAAAAAFw/tSUzPq1TXXc/s1600-h/006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276393869065834818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 172px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l0NTVuFvauI/STmERLS30UI/AAAAAAAAAFw/tSUzPq1TXXc/s200/006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Num dia de Primavera cheio de sol, as três irmãs iam para a igreja da cidade a um casamento.&lt;br /&gt;Elas vestiram roupas novas e iam muito bonitas.&lt;br /&gt;No caminho, ao chegarem à encruzilhada encontraram um sapo gorducho e fofinho.&lt;br /&gt;- Olá minhas senhoras! Estão muitas bonitas! Onde é que vão? - disse o sapo.&lt;br /&gt;Assustadas e a tremer por verem o sapo a falar, exclamaram:&lt;br /&gt;- Um sapo a falar! Nunca vi!&lt;br /&gt;- Ai é! Nunca viram um sapo a falar?&lt;br /&gt;- Não! - responderam as três irmãs.&lt;br /&gt;- Mas eu não sou um sapo qualquer. Sou um sapo imortal.&lt;br /&gt;- Ai és! Não sabíamos que existiam sapos imortais!- exclamaram elas.&lt;br /&gt;- Eu sou um sapo imortal porque encontrei uma caixa mágica, minhas meninas!&lt;br /&gt;-E onde está essa caixa? - perguntaram as irmãs.&lt;br /&gt;-Eu tenho a caixa lá em casa. Bem escondidinha! -respondeu o sapo.&lt;br /&gt;-Leva-nos a tua casa, pois também nós queremos ficar imortais.&lt;br /&gt;-Prometem que não contam a ninguém e que este vai ser o nosso segredo? - perguntou o sapo.&lt;br /&gt;-Sim! Fica só entre nós. Será o nosso segredo. - disseram as três irmãs.&lt;br /&gt;Entusiasmadas com a possibilidade de nunca morrerem, esqueceram o casamento e foram para casa do senhor sapo.&lt;br /&gt;Quando chegaram a casa dele, viram a caixa mágica. Pegaram no pozinho que estava dentro dela e comeram cada uma delas um bocadinho.&lt;br /&gt;Desde esse dia, as três irmãs e o sapo ficaram amigos e imortais.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Claudina, Domnika, Márcia e Sérgio - 3.ºC/3.ºD &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/198998387940288705-2423613765708338342?l=escolab1-n2-ol.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escolab1-n2-ol.blogspot.com/feeds/2423613765708338342/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=198998387940288705&amp;postID=2423613765708338342' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198998387940288705/posts/default/2423613765708338342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198998387940288705/posts/default/2423613765708338342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escolab1-n2-ol.blogspot.com/2008/10/as-trs-irms.html' title='As Três Irmãs'/><author><name>Oficina da Língua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04019238346909404456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l0NTVuFvauI/STmERLS30UI/AAAAAAAAAFw/tSUzPq1TXXc/s72-c/006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-198998387940288705.post-4424326599391658760</id><published>2008-10-20T07:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T07:26:38.453-07:00</updated><title type='text'>As Aventuras do golfinho Pirolito e do seu amigo Azulito</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Na imensidão do oceano, o golfinho Pirolito andava à procura do seu amigo Azulito. Azulito estava a dormir uma boa sesta, quando o Pirolito chegou gritando:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;- Azulito, Azulito!Onde é que estás?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Azulito acordou assustado, quando ouviu a voz do seu amigo. Foi ter com ele, enervado, e disse-lhe:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;- Acordaste-me! Eu estava a fazer uma grande sesta! Bem, vamos direito ao assunto. O que é que me queres?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;-Vou fazer uma corrida com o teu amigo Carlos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;-E o que é que eu tenho a ver com isso! - exclamou o Azulito.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;- Gostava que me apoiasses!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;- Ah! Sim! Está bem!- respondeu o Azulito.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Mais tarde, eles foram chamar o Carlos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Quando começaram a corrida, o Carlos estava à frente mas, pouco tempo depois o Pirolito ultrapassou-o. No entanto, perto da meta, os dois ficaram lado a lado e chegaram ao fim ao mesmo tempo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;-Não faz mal! Ganhámos os dois! O que importa é participar! - disseram ao mesmo tempo. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Kátia Tavares&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/198998387940288705-4424326599391658760?l=escolab1-n2-ol.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escolab1-n2-ol.blogspot.com/feeds/4424326599391658760/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=198998387940288705&amp;postID=4424326599391658760' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198998387940288705/posts/default/4424326599391658760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198998387940288705/posts/default/4424326599391658760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escolab1-n2-ol.blogspot.com/2008/10/as-aventuras-do-golfinho-pirolito-e-do.html' title='As Aventuras do golfinho Pirolito e do seu amigo Azulito'/><author><name>Oficina da Língua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04019238346909404456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-198998387940288705.post-3983570875045840891</id><published>2008-10-17T02:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T04:08:51.229-07:00</updated><title type='text'>O Bruxo Mafarrico</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;No alto da montanha, onde o céu parece juntar-se com a terra vivia o bruxo Mafarrico. Ele era engraçado, trapalhão e trocava sempre as palavras mágicas. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Um dia, Mafarrico trapalhão bateu com a boca no chão e partiu um dente. Foi para o hospital, onde teve de ser operado e passou a só poder comer pão ralado. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Infeliz com a vida que levava, decidiu fazer o que podia recorrendo à &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;magia. Mas ao pedir saúde e felicidade encontrou tristeza e maldade.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Mafarrico, furioso disse:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;-Fogo! Estou farto que tudo me saia ao contrário! Vou pedir maldade para ver se me sai a felicidade. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;E assim foi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Desde então, Mafarrico trapalhão, passou a ser um espertalhão.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;4.ºD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&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/198998387940288705-3983570875045840891?l=escolab1-n2-ol.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escolab1-n2-ol.blogspot.com/feeds/3983570875045840891/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=198998387940288705&amp;postID=3983570875045840891' title='7 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198998387940288705/posts/default/3983570875045840891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198998387940288705/posts/default/3983570875045840891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escolab1-n2-ol.blogspot.com/2008/10/o-bruxo-mafarrico.html' title='O Bruxo Mafarrico'/><author><name>Oficina da Língua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04019238346909404456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-198998387940288705.post-6325041653156297410</id><published>2008-10-16T07:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T07:38:59.427-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Leitura da história "A Sereiazinha"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Eu li um livro que falava sobre a Sereiazinha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ela tinha duas irmãs. O seu desejo era ir visitar a terra.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Quando ela fez 15 anos, o seu pai deixou- a ir até lá.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Durante a sua viagem, a Sereiazinha viu um grande navio a afundar-se. Rapidamente, decidiu ir salvar os navegadores. Ela salvou o príncipe e os dois apaixonaram-se.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Como ela era uma sereia e não podia viver na terra, foi ter com a feiticeira para que ela lhe desse alguma coisa que a transformasse em humana.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Já mulher, ela casou com o príncipe e viveram muito felizes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Desde então, a Sereiazinha vai todos os dias até à praia ver as suas irmãs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Kátia Tavares&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/198998387940288705-6325041653156297410?l=escolab1-n2-ol.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://escolab1-n2-ol.blogspot.com/feeds/6325041653156297410/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=198998387940288705&amp;postID=6325041653156297410' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198998387940288705/posts/default/6325041653156297410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/198998387940288705/posts/default/6325041653156297410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://escolab1-n2-ol.blogspot.com/2008/10/leitura-da-histria-sereiazinha.html' title='Leitura da história &quot;A Sereiazinha&quot;'/><author><name>Oficina da Língua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04019238346909404456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
