<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5455294900591601065</id><updated>2011-12-28T18:25:41.493+01:00</updated><category term='Visita de estudo'/><category term='O 5° ano começa'/><category term='As minhas férias'/><category term='Neve'/><category term='Percentagem'/><category term='Um dia sem carros'/><category term='O Haiti e a situação actual'/><category term='leitura'/><category term='Concerto'/><category term='Hobbies'/><category term='A Nossa Visita de Estudo'/><category term='sismo'/><category term='Viagens'/><category term='Expo Arte'/><category term='Poesia'/><category term='Classe Verde'/><category term='Amadeo'/><category term='metamorfose'/><category term='Blacks'/><category term='Dia da mulher'/><category term='Contos de sempre'/><category term='Menina do mar'/><category term='Aniversário'/><category term='raguebi'/><category term='Dia mundial sem carros'/><category term='Seculo XX em Portugal'/><category term='final de ano'/><category term='O dia da mulher'/><category term='Férias'/><category term='Brigadeiros'/><category term='Contos e sempre'/><category term='Poema de festa final de ano'/><category term='Quem sou eu?'/><category term='1° de maio'/><category term='Terramoto'/><category term='O poema'/><category term='Visita ao museu das ciências naturais'/><category term='novo ano na nossa escola'/><category term='A Floresta'/><category term='O Tsunami no Japão'/><category term='Barco Rabelo'/><category term='bolo'/><category term='Vídeo'/><category term='Interclasses'/><category term='Entrevista'/><category term='paises'/><category term='25 de abril'/><category term='Museu das Ciências'/><category term='Ficha de leitura'/><category term='Lenga Lenga'/><category term='Novo Ano'/><category term='Música'/><category term='A pintura'/><category term='Europa'/><category term='Japão'/><category term='Natal'/><category term='Poemas'/><category term='Dia de Portugal'/><category term='terramoto no Japão'/><category term='Valmeinier'/><category term='Digestão'/><category term='A maior flor do mundo'/><category term='trabalho de grupo'/><category term='Amigos'/><category term='quinto ano'/><category term='Dia sem carros'/><category term='Histórias'/><category term='biblioteca'/><category term='TEerremoto'/><category term='Carta ao Pai Natal'/><category term='Aubechie'/><category term='Museu'/><category term='os pulmões'/><category term='Conto'/><category term='Tsunami no Japão'/><category term='escala de Richter'/><category term='O ar'/><category term='Sobre o dia de Culinária'/><category term='crise de 1383/ 1385'/><category term='sistema solar'/><category term='electricidade'/><category term='p5poa'/><category term='Despedida'/><category term='As plantas'/><category term='Desporto'/><category term='Renascimento'/><category term='José Saramago'/><category term='República Portuguesa'/><category term='O mundo'/><category term='tsunami'/><category term='Conto de Natal'/><category term='Catastrofe'/><category term='Saint Exupery'/><category term='A Carta de Despedida'/><category term='P4POA o nosso grupo'/><category term='O dia sem carros'/><category term='Carta de Despedida'/><category term='Bem-vindos'/><category term='romanos'/><category term='As minhas férias de Carnaval'/><category term='Outono'/><category term='Eu e Amadeo'/><category term='Assembleia'/><category term='metarmofose'/><category term='S. Martinho'/><category term='São Martinho'/><category term='computadores'/><category term='Receitas'/><category term='Dia Internacional da mulher'/><category term='Conto fantástico'/><category term='partilha'/><category term='Barba Azul'/><category term='A metarmorfose'/><category term='Poema da festa de final de ano'/><category term='História'/><category term='Jornal P4POA'/><category term='Um conto fantástico'/><category term='FIM'/><category term='Arte'/><category term='passamos de ano'/><category term='mathletics'/><category term='Haiti'/><category term='inverno'/><category term='História: Crise de 1383 a 1385'/><category term='analise de um conto'/><title type='text'>jornal do p5poa</title><subtitle type='html'>Blogue dos alunos do P5POA - EEB2 2010 / 2011</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jornaldop5poa.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5455294900591601065/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jornaldop5poa.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5455294900591601065/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>PROF</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ciToae3juHk/TrKmRjPm0eI/AAAAAAAAWR0/HIwDWkqfiWc/s220/fotografia.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>664</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5455294900591601065.post-6339733016675845176</id><published>2011-08-03T01:19:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2011-08-03T01:22:49.616+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poesia'/><title type='text'>Poemas ditos</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe src="http://player.vimeo.com/video/25895687?byline=0&amp;amp;portrait=0&amp;amp;autoplay=0" width="450" height="413" frameborder="0"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;p&gt;E, na festa, diziam poemas... que eles escolheram, que tinham a ver com eles, agora e, talvez, no futuro. &lt;br /&gt;Indiquei-lhes Fernando Pessoa, juntaram Manuel Antonio Pina, Cecilia Meireles e Antonio Gedeão. &lt;br /&gt;Espero que sejam todos muito felizes.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5455294900591601065-6339733016675845176?l=jornaldop5poa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jornaldop5poa.blogspot.com/feeds/6339733016675845176/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5455294900591601065&amp;postID=6339733016675845176' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5455294900591601065/posts/default/6339733016675845176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5455294900591601065/posts/default/6339733016675845176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jornaldop5poa.blogspot.com/2011/08/poemas-ditos.html' title='Poemas ditos'/><author><name>PROF</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ciToae3juHk/TrKmRjPm0eI/AAAAAAAAWR0/HIwDWkqfiWc/s220/fotografia.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5455294900591601065.post-963210123153759931</id><published>2011-08-03T00:24:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2011-08-03T01:35:51.258+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FIM'/><title type='text'>Agora que nos separamos...</title><content type='html'>Olá, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chegado a este fim, não posso deixar de registar as palavras de incentivo dos meus alunos e de alguns de vós. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A homenagem ao grupo de futebol da sala neste dia sensibilizou-me bastante, no que revela das capacidades dos vossos filhos ( em particular aqueles que faziam parte da equipa) para superar as adversidades e a competição. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Este ano foi um excelente momento de aprendizagem, mostrando que mesmo quando a habilidade e a força não são iguais para todos, o espírito da equipa descobre recursos que permitem tudo superar. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Os alunos não estão na escola para serem ganhadores por si só, para ganharem contra, mas para ganharem com. Com as fraquezas daqueles que nos são próximos, sem nunca os excluir, tornando-os mais fortes, tornando-nos melhores. &lt;br /&gt;A coleção de desenhos que os alunos me ofereceram como prenda de fim de ano, com acrósticos e alguns discursos a revelar já dotes de oratória e aquilo que têm revelado no nosso dia-a-dia demonstram que pelo menos eles com eles, teci uma rede de aprendizagem e confiança essencial, que espero lhes possa servir de modelo para futuras aprendizagens: ser positivo, não deixar ninguém para tras, conquistar o futuro com esforço e inteligência, ser perseverante. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E demonstrar sensibilidade. Ler poesia não nos faz melhores, mas pode dar um jeito. Não é a sua leitura, mas aquilo que fazemos dela que nos leva conquistar o mundo. O nosso. Sem invadir os dos outros. &lt;br /&gt;O reconhecimento do esforço dos meus alunos levou-me a oferecer-lhes algum trabalho, alguma emoção. Espero que se possam aproveitar disso. &lt;br /&gt;Agora, no futuro, quando quiserem, se a quiserem. Depende da leitura que levarem com eles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Espero também que sejam felizes. &lt;br /&gt;Até sempre. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;José Virgílio M. Fragoso &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. 1. Vou fechar brevemente o sítio PICASA. Agradeço que se quiserem retirar algumas fotos o façam nos próximos tempos. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. 2. AGradeço igualmente o jantar e o convívio com que quiseram despedir-se deste ano. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. 3. Poema de Herberto Helder, para um dia o entenderem.... se se derem a esse trabalho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se houvesse degraus na terra... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se houvesse degraus na terra e tivesse anéis o céu, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eu subiria os degraus e aos anéis me prenderia. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No céu podia tecer uma nuvem toda negra. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E que nevasse, e chovesse, e houvesse luz nas montanhas, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e à porta do meu amor o ouro se acumulasse. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beijei uma boca vermelha e a minha boca tingiu-se, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;levei um lenço à boca e o lenço fez-se vermelho. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fui lavá-lo na ribeira e a água tornou-se rubra, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e a fímbria do mar, e o meio do mar, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e vermelhas se volveram as asas da águia &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;que desceu para beber, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e metade do sol e a lua inteira se tornaram vermelhas. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maldito seja quem atirou uma maçã para o outro mundo. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uma maçã, uma mantilha de ouro e uma espada de prata. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Correram os rapazes à procura da espada, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e as raparigas correram à procura da mantilha, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e correram, correram as crianças à procura da maçã. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Herberto Helder&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5455294900591601065-963210123153759931?l=jornaldop5poa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jornaldop5poa.blogspot.com/feeds/963210123153759931/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5455294900591601065&amp;postID=963210123153759931' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5455294900591601065/posts/default/963210123153759931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5455294900591601065/posts/default/963210123153759931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jornaldop5poa.blogspot.com/2011/08/agora-que-nos-separamos.html' title='Agora que nos separamos...'/><author><name>PROF</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ciToae3juHk/TrKmRjPm0eI/AAAAAAAAWR0/HIwDWkqfiWc/s220/fotografia.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5455294900591601065.post-4444082266388574764</id><published>2011-07-05T23:45:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2011-07-07T13:22:24.280+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Despedida'/><title type='text'>Adeus ao P5poa</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SBYkazCVLtc/ThF_AxNQuRI/AAAAAAAAADY/S-rRaNORQnU/s1600/GARCIA_Daniel__%25283029955%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625417060748146962" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SBYkazCVLtc/ThF_AxNQuRI/AAAAAAAAADY/S-rRaNORQnU/s320/GARCIA_Daniel__%25283029955%2529.JPG" style="float: right; height: 320px; margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; width: 216px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Olá, a todos, eu gostava de dedicar esta carta a turma do p5poa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Este ano foi um ano de muita aventura, onde houve de tudo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Uma das coisas de&amp;nbsp;que mais gostei foi da CLASSE DE NEVE, S.Martinho, FOOTFEST, NATAL ...etc&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Houve coisas que foram um bocadinho mais difíceis de perceber como informática, matemática e gramática.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;No inicio do ano letivo, pensei que iria ser muito puxado, mas até que não foi la muito dificil, pois o ano passado já tínhamos dado quase toda a matéria.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Este ano chegaram dois novos alunos: a Sara e Tomás.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Um dos professores de que mais gostei foi o professor Fragoso e na L2, o professor Dachicourt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Para o próximo ano espero ter alguns momentos de aventura mas também simpatia .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5455294900591601065-4444082266388574764?l=jornaldop5poa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jornaldop5poa.blogspot.com/feeds/4444082266388574764/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5455294900591601065&amp;postID=4444082266388574764' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5455294900591601065/posts/default/4444082266388574764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5455294900591601065/posts/default/4444082266388574764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jornaldop5poa.blogspot.com/2011/07/adeus-aqo-p5poa.html' title='Adeus ao P5poa'/><author><name>Daniel Garcia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08926467370513793664</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/-SBYkazCVLtc/ThF_AxNQuRI/AAAAAAAAADY/S-rRaNORQnU/s72-c/GARCIA_Daniel__%25283029955%2529.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5455294900591601065.post-8749522698011960713</id><published>2011-07-04T09:47:00.006+02:00</published><updated>2011-07-07T13:25:36.993+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Despedida'/><title type='text'>Carta de despedida</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-BKqcRhMNkAQ/ThFv3_o8lgI/AAAAAAAAWDc/pYvtsHcPWCA/s576/DSC_0019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="213" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-BKqcRhMNkAQ/ThFv3_o8lgI/AAAAAAAAWDc/pYvtsHcPWCA/s320/DSC_0019.JPG" style="float: right; height: 384px; margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; width: 576px;" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Eu estou cá há 3 anos. No começo não conhecia bem a escola e andava um pouco perdido, mas eu tinha amigos para me ajudar, e fui-me habituando. O meu primeiro professor cá na escola foi o professor Miguel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No 3° ano criámos uma equipa de futebol, os Blacks, mas nós estamos a separar-nos: o António, o Gui S. e o Rafa vão para os &lt;em&gt;All-Star&lt;/em&gt;, eu (o José Maria), o Tomás, o Gui D. , o José Pedro, o James e o Lucas vamos para os BlackTugas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No 3° tivemos uma viagem em especial, a &lt;em&gt;Classe de Mar,&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp;fomos para um Hotel ao pé da praia e visitámos outras coisas. No 4° ano&amp;nbsp;foi a &lt;em&gt;Classe Verde:&lt;/em&gt; ficámos ao pé duma floresta. E no 5° ano, a &lt;em&gt;Classe de Neve, &lt;/em&gt;ficámos nos Alpes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Também tivemos muitas festas e férias: as festas do último dia de aulas antes de férias, festa de Natal, férias de Natal, férias de Carnaval, festa de carnaval, férias da Páscoa, das festas de final de anos, das férias de final de ano ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu gostei muito dos três anos e dos amigos que fiz na primária.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ADEUS PRIMÁRIA&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5455294900591601065-8749522698011960713?l=jornaldop5poa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jornaldop5poa.blogspot.com/feeds/8749522698011960713/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5455294900591601065&amp;postID=8749522698011960713' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5455294900591601065/posts/default/8749522698011960713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5455294900591601065/posts/default/8749522698011960713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jornaldop5poa.blogspot.com/2011/07/carta-de-despedida_2832.html' title='Carta de despedida'/><author><name>José Maria 15</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09540792195319386766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wDbUwDh9nts/S6sy6zmgmrI/AAAAAAAAABE/4rPuvOCjgrk/S220/jose+maria+pai+1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-BKqcRhMNkAQ/ThFv3_o8lgI/AAAAAAAAWDc/pYvtsHcPWCA/s72-c/DSC_0019.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5455294900591601065.post-4567471063911027518</id><published>2011-07-04T09:41:00.011+02:00</published><updated>2011-07-07T13:27:10.984+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Despedida'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A Carta de Despedida'/><title type='text'>Carta de despedida</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZqFGquEynPU/ThGCaYkuHeI/AAAAAAAAACo/LTce5EgocpY/s1600/BENTO_Frederico__%25283030726%2529.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625420799347138018" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZqFGquEynPU/ThGCaYkuHeI/AAAAAAAAACo/LTce5EgocpY/s200/BENTO_Frederico__%25283030726%2529.JPG" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 200px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 135px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Lourdes foi a minha professora durante dois anos também: do 1° ao 2°.&lt;br /&gt;Depois tive o professor Miguel um ano: 3°.&lt;br /&gt;Gostei muito do prof Fragoso: foi o meu professor durante 2 anos, do 4° ao 5°.&lt;br /&gt;Este ano foi muito divertido, apesar de ser o último ano na primaria.&lt;br /&gt;Eu gosto das excursões escolares: classe de mar 3°, classe verde 4°, classe de neve 5°.&lt;br /&gt;Nós tivemos as festas: S. Martinho, Natal e fim do ano.&lt;br /&gt;No S. Martinho cantámos a musica da castanha.&lt;br /&gt;No Natal apresentámos a musica "The river is flowing" e cantámo-la com a ajuda dos instrumentos.&lt;br /&gt;Na festa de fim de ano fizemos a musica "A formiga no carreiro", depois os "Blues Brothers" e no fim dissemos um poema, o meu foi:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não sou nada&lt;br /&gt;Nunca serei nada&lt;br /&gt;Não posso querer ser nada&lt;br /&gt;A parte disso, tenho em mim todos os sonhos do mundo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pró ano estou no secundario. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adeus&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5455294900591601065-4567471063911027518?l=jornaldop5poa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jornaldop5poa.blogspot.com/feeds/4567471063911027518/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5455294900591601065&amp;postID=4567471063911027518' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5455294900591601065/posts/default/4567471063911027518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5455294900591601065/posts/default/4567471063911027518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jornaldop5poa.blogspot.com/2011/07/carta-de-despedida_04.html' title='Carta de despedida'/><author><name>Frederico B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10592735721810491205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rZNubInY8IM/S6s8XiJgL8I/AAAAAAAAABE/ZQ5z7aQ5fdM/S220/frederico+dia+do+pai+3.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZqFGquEynPU/ThGCaYkuHeI/AAAAAAAAACo/LTce5EgocpY/s72-c/BENTO_Frederico__%25283030726%2529.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5455294900591601065.post-6312246221850502551</id><published>2011-07-04T09:34:00.007+02:00</published><updated>2011-07-07T13:29:08.372+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Despedida'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Carta de Despedida'/><title type='text'>Carta de despedida</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ukEN8-DwkQ0/ThGBh7HoKOI/AAAAAAAAAFI/AyRbCX3yDDo/s1600/lucas%2Bcom%2Boculos%2Bde%2Bneve.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625419829367810274" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ukEN8-DwkQ0/ThGBh7HoKOI/AAAAAAAAAFI/AyRbCX3yDDo/s320/lucas%2Bcom%2Boculos%2Bde%2Bneve.jpg" style="float: right; height: 240px; margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2lAit29POkg/ThGBOpQ3lEI/AAAAAAAAAFA/SIOooFR1oMU/s1600/grupo%2Bclasse%2Bde%2Bneve.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625419498157216834" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2lAit29POkg/ThGBOpQ3lEI/AAAAAAAAAFA/SIOooFR1oMU/s320/grupo%2Bclasse%2Bde%2Bneve.JPG" style="float: left; height: 214px; margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Olá, eu sou o Lucas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Durante estes 5 anos de primária aprendi muito. Conheci vários amigos que chegaram cá ou partiram para Portugal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Quando cheguei cá, já estavam: o Pedro, o Rafa, o Paulo, o António, o Francisco, o Eduardo, o James, o Frederico, o Lourenço (agora está no p4poa), o José Maria Rocha e o Noá (que foi para o Uruguai).&lt;br /&gt;No 1° e no 2° ano, tivemos a Maria de Lourdes que nos ensinou a escrever as letras, a fazer contas de somar e de subtrair. No 2° ano também chegou um novo aluno que se chamava Rodrigo. No 3° ano tivemos o professor Miguel, que nos ensinou um pouco sobre DDM, ensinou-nos os verbos e as contas de multiplicar. Fomos para a classe de mar: fomos para a praia e fomos para aquários. No 3° ano também saiu o José Maria Rocha e entraram o Gui D, o José Maria Pereira e a Francisca. No 4° ano tivemos o professor Fragoso que nos ensinou as contas de dividir, DDM, geometria, português e informática. Fomos para a classe verde: fomos ver animais e dar passeios nas florestas. No 4° ano também chegaram o Gui S, o Manuel, o José Pedro, o Ricardo e saiu a Francisca. No 5° ano continuámos com o professor Fragoso que nos ensinou matemática, português, DDM, um bocado de ciências e informática. Fomos para a classe de neve: fizemos esqui, demos passeios nas montanhas e fizemos um espetáculo dos "Blues Brothers".No 5° ano também chegaram o Tomás e a Sara.&lt;br /&gt;No 4° e no 5° ano participei na equipa da minha turma chamada "Blacks". Nunca conseguimos ficar em 1° lugar mas, neste ano ficámos em 3° no nosso grupo com 6 equipas.&lt;br /&gt;Durante o 5° ano fizémos muitos espetáculos: um do final de ano, um para a festa de S. Martinho e um para a festa de Natal.&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/5455294900591601065-6312246221850502551?l=jornaldop5poa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jornaldop5poa.blogspot.com/feeds/6312246221850502551/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5455294900591601065&amp;postID=6312246221850502551' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5455294900591601065/posts/default/6312246221850502551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5455294900591601065/posts/default/6312246221850502551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jornaldop5poa.blogspot.com/2011/07/carta-de-despedida.html' title='Carta de despedida'/><author><name>Lucas B. S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03527591411402468745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3i8iogNKVGM/S6s8Ey05mWI/AAAAAAAAABg/RHmwkscoL5Y/S220/lucas+pai+4.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ukEN8-DwkQ0/ThGBh7HoKOI/AAAAAAAAAFI/AyRbCX3yDDo/s72-c/lucas%2Bcom%2Boculos%2Bde%2Bneve.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5455294900591601065.post-7378018213048945301</id><published>2011-07-04T09:31:00.012+02:00</published><updated>2011-07-05T23:54:58.741+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A Carta de Despedida'/><title type='text'>Despedida</title><content type='html'>Vamos deixar a escola primária e vamos para o secundário.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gostei muito destes dois anos que passei com o prof. Fragoso que foram o quarto e o quinto ano.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adorei as festas que fizemos: Natal, S. Martino, Fim de ano, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No quarto ano, eu apreciei muito a classe verde, das nossas experiências com a electricidade que praticamos e foi o maximo quando fomos a Aubechie e quando começámos a trabalhar no computador.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Na festa de S. Martinho fizemos o rap da castanha e depois de todas as turmas terem acabado o seu espetaculo fomos comer as castanhas que todos os alunos tinham trazido os alunos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Na classe de neve eu, o António, o Zé e o meu irmão estavamos num grupo mais avançado que os outros, fomos ao snow parque e fizemos uma Hors Piste de loucos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A classe verde foi um bocado chata porque tivemos de voltar mais cedo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adeus primaria&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5455294900591601065-7378018213048945301?l=jornaldop5poa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jornaldop5poa.blogspot.com/feeds/7378018213048945301/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5455294900591601065&amp;postID=7378018213048945301' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5455294900591601065/posts/default/7378018213048945301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5455294900591601065/posts/default/7378018213048945301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jornaldop5poa.blogspot.com/2011/07/despedida.html' title='Despedida'/><author><name>Eduardo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03468130646587967027</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Oh1Ufm1UcU/S6s9LGTPeLI/AAAAAAAAADc/3-qxMicyiUI/S220/eduardo+dia+do+pai+1.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5455294900591601065.post-1606073618205105720</id><published>2011-07-04T09:31:00.011+02:00</published><updated>2011-07-05T23:52:55.249+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Despedida'/><title type='text'>Carta de despedida</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4evnvqBLCls/ThGGB1xSSVI/AAAAAAAAAOA/G17tnbU7Jro/s1600/BOOM%2521%2521%2521%2521%2521%2521%2521%2521.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625424775734249810" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4evnvqBLCls/ThGGB1xSSVI/AAAAAAAAAOA/G17tnbU7Jro/s320/BOOM%2521%2521%2521%2521%2521%2521%2521%2521.JPG" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 320px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 214px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Gostei muito dos meus professores ao longo deste ano (o professor Fragoso, a professora Paula, os professores de desporto, o M. Zerlin, ...)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Com o prof. Fragoso e com a prof. Paula:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: normal;"&gt;Aprendi o que são m³;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: normal;"&gt;Aprofundei os m²;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: normal;"&gt;Fiz passagens de m³ para Kl;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: normal;"&gt;Passei a escrever melhor (com menos erros, a usar melhor a pontuação a fazer os parágrafos) ;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: normal;"&gt;Ultrapassei algumas dificuldades na gramática;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: normal;"&gt;E soube utilizar melhor o computador;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Com os profs. de desporto, diverti me e aprendi um bocado sobre esse desporto.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;E o M. Zerlin ensinou-me:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: normal;"&gt; A conjugar os verbos do PRESENTE e do FUTURO;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: normal;"&gt;A ler e a escrever melhor em francês;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Tive um ano muito bom, com muitas excursões, bastantes espetáculos e agradáveis festas :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A de Natal; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A do Fim de Ano ;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A do São Martinho ;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A FOOTFEST ;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Adorei dançar nos espetáculos e aprender com as excursões.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; color: #0000ee;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625423382124042434" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jbXAPy6iK3s/ThGEwuKuGMI/AAAAAAAAAN4/SgDeCIuEi1g/s200/BLACKS.JPG" style="cursor: pointer; float: right; height: 134px; margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; width: 200px;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #0000ee;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Também continuámos com a nossa equipa de INTERCLASSES, só veio, um novo, grande guardar redes (o Tomás).&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/5455294900591601065-1606073618205105720?l=jornaldop5poa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jornaldop5poa.blogspot.com/feeds/1606073618205105720/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5455294900591601065&amp;postID=1606073618205105720' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5455294900591601065/posts/default/1606073618205105720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5455294900591601065/posts/default/1606073618205105720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jornaldop5poa.blogspot.com/2011/07/carta-de-despedida_5123.html' title='Carta de despedida'/><author><name>Rafael V.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nlfVPUD67w8/S6s8aS909sI/AAAAAAAAAFg/Jk53XIqtCRA/S220/Rafael+dia+do+Pai+2.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4evnvqBLCls/ThGGB1xSSVI/AAAAAAAAAOA/G17tnbU7Jro/s72-c/BOOM%2521%2521%2521%2521%2521%2521%2521%2521.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5455294900591601065.post-73482984457478333</id><published>2011-07-04T09:30:00.009+02:00</published><updated>2011-07-06T00:05:26.242+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Despedida'/><title type='text'>Adeus P5POA</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vawAj8JeQkg/ThF0dyORFYI/AAAAAAAAALE/gazommiAYBw/s1600/Ricardo%2Bna%2Bboom.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="400" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625405464609101186" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vawAj8JeQkg/ThF0dyORFYI/AAAAAAAAALE/gazommiAYBw/s400/Ricardo%2Bna%2Bboom.JPG" style="float: left; height: 200px; margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 134px;" width="268" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mZUMJZzueR4/ThFzxzd6hkI/AAAAAAAAAK8/q7LV0ANzXuY/s1600/DSCN2842%255B1%255D.JPG" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625404709028922946" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mZUMJZzueR4/ThFzxzd6hkI/AAAAAAAAAK8/q7LV0ANzXuY/s200/DSCN2842%255B1%255D.JPG" style="float: right; height: 150px; margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; width: 200px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Olá, a todos. Queria dizer que o final de ano está a chegar e gostava de escrever aqui no nosso blog que gostei muito de estar nesta sala com os meus colegas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Também gostei bastante de ter como professor o professor Fragoso.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adorei ter aulas de informática aqui, porque na minha outra escola só tinha informática uma vez em cada semana. Mas o que eu mais gostei nestes 2 anos que estive cá foi a classe de neve e a classe verde, porque pudemos escolher alguém para ser nosso companheiro de quarto e também porque dormíamos num hotel longe da nossa casa. Eu tenho a certeza de que vou gostar de ir para o secundário.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu tenho um irmão e, para variar, ele vai para o 4°ano e vai ter como professor o professor Fragoso.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adeus P5POA e adeus professor Fragoso vou ter muitas saudades. &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/5455294900591601065-73482984457478333?l=jornaldop5poa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jornaldop5poa.blogspot.com/feeds/73482984457478333/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5455294900591601065&amp;postID=73482984457478333' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5455294900591601065/posts/default/73482984457478333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5455294900591601065/posts/default/73482984457478333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jornaldop5poa.blogspot.com/2011/07/adeus-p5poa.html' title='Adeus P5POA'/><author><name>Ricardo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15283339708412294528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MDU8PN77sxI/TgB-XWIJsBI/AAAAAAAAAKE/_K9-wRIZC5w/s220/freddy-krueger%255B1%255D.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vawAj8JeQkg/ThF0dyORFYI/AAAAAAAAALE/gazommiAYBw/s72-c/Ricardo%2Bna%2Bboom.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5455294900591601065.post-8435769926072934703</id><published>2011-07-04T09:29:00.015+02:00</published><updated>2011-07-06T00:09:14.234+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Despedida'/><title type='text'>Carta de despedida (António)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #000099;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;  Eu estou cá há 7 anos e 5 deles na primária.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #000099;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;  Os meus professores favoritos são o Prof Fragoso e a professora Lourdes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #000099;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;  Gostei em particular do quinto ano porque foi difícil e adorei a footfest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #000099;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Espero que seja ainda mais giro o S1poa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #000099;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;  Adeus amigos da primária e professores , vou ter muitas saudades do nosso recreio e dos nossos computadores- a propósito estou a escrever no número quatro.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #000099;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;  Gostei muito de participar nos nossos espetáculos, o de Natal, Fim de ano e castanhas (S.Martinho) onde cantamos Rap.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #000099; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Normalmente eu , o Rafa e o Gui.S vamos para os All-Star, por isso vamos sair dos Blacks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #000099; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Gostei muito do Blacks mas queria estar numa equipa com mais experiência.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #000099; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Adeus Blacks!&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/5455294900591601065-8435769926072934703?l=jornaldop5poa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jornaldop5poa.blogspot.com/feeds/8435769926072934703/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5455294900591601065&amp;postID=8435769926072934703' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5455294900591601065/posts/default/8435769926072934703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5455294900591601065/posts/default/8435769926072934703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jornaldop5poa.blogspot.com/2011/07/carta-de-despedida-antonio.html' title='Carta de despedida (António)'/><author><name>António</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12102801060208222197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yqzFx5Zdcag/S6swvQNppEI/AAAAAAAAAEM/hWR8TfUy3VQ/S220/pai+1Ant%C3%B3nio.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5455294900591601065.post-981907294371841420</id><published>2011-07-04T09:29:00.014+02:00</published><updated>2011-07-06T00:08:16.770+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Despedida'/><title type='text'>O fim de ano</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-n0fxnlyXttA/ThF8pFqV2QI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/hW_xePL7ro0/s1600/DSC_0174.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625414454898710786" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-n0fxnlyXttA/ThF8pFqV2QI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/hW_xePL7ro0/s400/DSC_0174.JPG" style="float: left; height: 400px; margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 268px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EsEx1vh3-dQ/ThF85MfJEaI/AAAAAAAAAHY/v74uOlrIdD8/s1600/fotografia_8.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625414731608691106" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EsEx1vh3-dQ/ThF85MfJEaI/AAAAAAAAAHY/v74uOlrIdD8/s400/fotografia_8.JPG" style="float: right; height: 370px; margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; width: 271px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Eu adorei este ano lectivo, mas o que gostei mais foi a classe de neve, apesar de também ter gostado muito da classe de mar e da class verde.&lt;br /&gt;Na classe de neve apresentamos um espetáculo dos Blues Brothers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Durante este ano aprendemos muita coisa e fizemos muitas festas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1-São martinho&lt;br /&gt;2-Natal&lt;br /&gt;3-Footfest&lt;br /&gt;4-Fim de ano&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Destas festas, a que gostei mais foi a footfest.&lt;/div&gt;Deram-nos umas rifas e podiamos comprar muitas coisas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Durante o ano lectivo fizemos jogos de futebol.&lt;/div&gt;A equipa do p5poa chama-se blacks.&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625404671057757954" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-L7_99dBaLTY/ThFzvmA4hwI/AAAAAAAAAHI/75bk_T45Tv0/s400/DSC_0019.JPG" style="display: block; height: 267px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625404668107321394" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mGVM9Ik0FoQ/ThFzvbBccDI/AAAAAAAAAHA/2XYGdfPRQ-w/s400/DSC_0006.JPG" style="display: block; height: 267px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625404661971866274" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zQzvyZJUN0A/ThFzvEKo0qI/AAAAAAAAAG4/1xBxpHgQ_Sg/s400/DSC_0003.JPG" style="display: block; height: 267px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625404660246275554" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-l6syDxQcBz4/ThFzu9vOZeI/AAAAAAAAAGw/VYshwJFUWtE/s400/DSC_0002.JPG" style="display: block; height: 267px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Os professores que mais gostei foram o professor Fragoso e a minha professora de Ingles Ms Kour, o meu antigo prof de ingles Mr Corbet e prof Miguel.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Espero que goste tanto da secundária como a primária.&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/5455294900591601065-981907294371841420?l=jornaldop5poa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jornaldop5poa.blogspot.com/feeds/981907294371841420/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5455294900591601065&amp;postID=981907294371841420' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5455294900591601065/posts/default/981907294371841420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5455294900591601065/posts/default/981907294371841420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jornaldop5poa.blogspot.com/2011/07/o-fim-de-ano.html' title='O fim de ano'/><author><name>Gui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09962591486121449775</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/-n0fxnlyXttA/ThF8pFqV2QI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/hW_xePL7ro0/s72-c/DSC_0174.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5455294900591601065.post-2298405849812630484</id><published>2011-07-04T09:28:00.013+02:00</published><updated>2011-07-06T00:13:05.045+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Despedida'/><title type='text'>Carta de Despedida</title><content type='html'>Olá, eu sou o José Pedro e gostei muito destes dois anos lectivos, com o professor Fragoso.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Num ápice se passaram o meu 4°&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sbZOLabQfL0/TIdkeN3VTSI/AAAAAAAAAGM/MSAgn2SbmXo/s1600/DSCN2842%5B1%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; e 5° anos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;No 4° ano as experiências de que eu mais gostei foram a Classe Verde e a visita a Aubechie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sbZOLabQfL0/TIdkeN3VTSI/AAAAAAAAAGM/MSAgn2SbmXo/s1600/DSCN2842%5B1%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sbZOLabQfL0/TIdkeN3VTSI/AAAAAAAAAGM/MSAgn2SbmXo/s1600/DSCN2842%5B1%5D.JPG" style="float: right; height: 240px; margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aqui à Direita podemos ver a turma toda em Massembre, onde fizemos a Classe Verde.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Na Classe Verde fiquei num quarto com o Paulo e o Ricardo. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gostei muito de fazer as actividades radicais e de conhecer novos tipos de insectos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A visita ao campo romano de Aubechie também foi muito divertida.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Havia ateliês de:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Legionários: éramos treinados como se fossemos mesmo legionários romanos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Pintura: pintávamos como os romanos pintavam. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Cestaria: fazíamos cestos como eles fazíam. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://t2.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcQ2GPk9mvllBI-qcfqOm2UReQ3OlQyAUZe_TRiZHiU-GNMacUNVMSvKPmuCxw"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://t2.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcQ2GPk9mvllBI-qcfqOm2UReQ3OlQyAUZe_TRiZHiU-GNMacUNVMSvKPmuCxw" style="float: right; height: 208px; margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; width: 235px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;E havia muitos mais é claro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A mim calhou-me Legionários. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Aqui à direita está um mapa do campo romano de Aubechie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neste ano a experiência de que eu mais gostei foi a Classe de Neve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Desta vez fiquei no quarto só com o Tomás.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adorei a Classe de Neve porque aprendi a esquiar e adorei andar na neve com a turma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Na classe de Neve uma das experiências que me agradou foi a Boom, a festa onde toda a gente dança com música para celebrar ofim da Classe, ou de mar, ou verde, ou de Neve.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gostei muito da festa de Natal que fui eu que apresentei e também da de final de ano.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No Natal fizémos uma música "the river is flowing" e ditámos um poema.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Na festa de Final de ano fizémos os "Blues Brothetrs" e "A formiga no carreiro".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Gostei muito destes dois anos lectivos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5455294900591601065-2298405849812630484?l=jornaldop5poa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jornaldop5poa.blogspot.com/feeds/2298405849812630484/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5455294900591601065&amp;postID=2298405849812630484' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5455294900591601065/posts/default/2298405849812630484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5455294900591601065/posts/default/2298405849812630484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jornaldop5poa.blogspot.com/2011/07/carta-de-despedida_1728.html' title='Carta de Despedida'/><author><name>José Pedro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11397111654418712891</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/_sbZOLabQfL0/TIdkeN3VTSI/AAAAAAAAAGM/MSAgn2SbmXo/s72-c/DSCN2842%5B1%5D.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5455294900591601065.post-4144883023309953862</id><published>2011-07-04T09:28:00.012+02:00</published><updated>2011-07-06T00:11:13.125+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Despedida'/><title type='text'>Carta de despedida</title><content type='html'>&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625422454156761522" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cuKKqcUaPRM/ThGD6tOFGbI/AAAAAAAAABk/od1NwgH2Ccw/s320/Classe%2Bde%2Bneve" style="float: right; height: 214px; margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000099;"&gt;Olá, eu sou a Joana.&lt;br /&gt;Adorei estar na primária. À medida que passamos de ano, a escola torna-se mais difícil, mas temos sempre recompensas: festas, diplomas, visitas de estudo, saídas, etc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000099;"&gt;Eu entrei nesta escola no 3° ano em janeiro. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000099;"&gt;O primeiro dia de escola, seja numa escola nova ou não, é sempre difícil... Mas fui muito bem recebida porque todos explicaram onde eram as coisas, apresentaram-me as pessoas e etc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000099;"&gt;O meu professor nem sempre foi o professor Fragoso, no 3° ano foi o professor Miguel. Mas no 4° e 5°ano já foi o professor Fragoso. O professor Fragoso foi um dos melhores professor que eu já tive. Explica bem a matéria, é compreensivo mas também é justo e rijo no trabalho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000099;"&gt;Aprendemos muitas coisas com o prof. Fragoso uma delas foi: informática. Pois o nosso professor tem um grande interesse em informática.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000099;"&gt;A minha disciplina favorita é arte. Também gosto bastante de desporto. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000099;"&gt;Na escola também temos a classe de mar para o 3° ano, a classe verde para o 4° ano e a classe de neve para o 5° ano.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000099;"&gt;Em resumo adorei o 5°ano.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;primária foi uma jornada mas agora é hora de partimos para outra no secundário...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5455294900591601065-4144883023309953862?l=jornaldop5poa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jornaldop5poa.blogspot.com/feeds/4144883023309953862/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5455294900591601065&amp;postID=4144883023309953862' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5455294900591601065/posts/default/4144883023309953862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5455294900591601065/posts/default/4144883023309953862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jornaldop5poa.blogspot.com/2011/07/carta-de-despedida_6529.html' title='Carta de despedida'/><author><name>Joana</name><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/-cuKKqcUaPRM/ThGD6tOFGbI/AAAAAAAAABk/od1NwgH2Ccw/s72-c/Classe%2Bde%2Bneve' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5455294900591601065.post-9145513164786048631</id><published>2011-07-04T09:27:00.028+02:00</published><updated>2011-07-04T10:52:40.615+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Despedida'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='final de ano'/><title type='text'>Carta de despedida (do James)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T5LLeUJVQxw/ThF_Bg027nI/AAAAAAAAADo/i4o9X7ZNzFc/s1600/turma_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 203px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625417073530695282" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T5LLeUJVQxw/ThF_Bg027nI/AAAAAAAAADo/i4o9X7ZNzFc/s320/turma_2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uIZmDka4Kgo/ThF7dZ0GdzI/AAAAAAAAADg/ZU6zsssXMcI/s1600/goodbye.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 186px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 182px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625413154638296882" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uIZmDka4Kgo/ThF7dZ0GdzI/AAAAAAAAADg/ZU6zsssXMcI/s320/goodbye.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Eu sou o James e antes de tudo gostava de agradecer os meus profs.: Professora Lourdes (P1 e P2);prof. Miguel (P3); prof. Fragoso (P4 e P5) os de L2, Horas Europeias e música.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gostei especialmente deste ano graças á classe de Neve que foi um sucesso também gostei muito de aprender coisas ambos na sala e na Escola Virtual que tem vindo a ser muito prática, o que gosto mais é de matemática e DDM e também adoro Informática que o professore Fragoso introduziu-nos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Este ano gostei muito das festas: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Fim de Ano: mesmo com algumas confusões os Blues Brothers: "shake your tail feathers (Twist It)"; A formiga no carreiro e os poemas correram bem;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Natal: fizemos da River Is Flowing;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;-S. Martinho: cantámos uma música;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Espero que o próximo ano seja ainda melhor, que tenha professores simpáticos e que aprendam-me bem todas as matérias porque temos muitos professores cada um tem a sua sala de aula e a sua matéria.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5455294900591601065-9145513164786048631?l=jornaldop5poa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jornaldop5poa.blogspot.com/feeds/9145513164786048631/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5455294900591601065&amp;postID=9145513164786048631' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5455294900591601065/posts/default/9145513164786048631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5455294900591601065/posts/default/9145513164786048631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jornaldop5poa.blogspot.com/2011/07/carta-de-despedida-do-james.html' title='Carta de despedida (do James)'/><author><name>James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13706264469005300346</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/-T5LLeUJVQxw/ThF_Bg027nI/AAAAAAAAADo/i4o9X7ZNzFc/s72-c/turma_2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5455294900591601065.post-5061166086888769379</id><published>2011-07-04T09:27:00.024+02:00</published><updated>2011-07-04T10:41:57.612+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Despedida'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Carta de Despedida'/><title type='text'>Carta de Despedida</title><content type='html'>Este, foi o meu primeiro ano nesta escola. Entrei no 5° ano e estudei com o professor Fragoso.&lt;br /&gt;A minha turma tem 19 alunos : 16 rapazes e 3 raparigas. A minha disciplina favorita é DDM. Na escola temos muitas férias. Este ano fomos à Classe de Neve.&lt;br /&gt;Na festa de São Martinho fizemos um rap, no Natal cantámos e tocámos a canção " The River is Flowing ", na Classe de Neve dançámos uma canção do filme dos Blues Brothers chamada " Shake your tail feather ", finalmente, na festa de final de ano cantámos, dançámos e tocámos " A formiga no carreiro ".&lt;br /&gt;Gostei muito deste ano.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5455294900591601065-5061166086888769379?l=jornaldop5poa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jornaldop5poa.blogspot.com/feeds/5061166086888769379/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5455294900591601065&amp;postID=5061166086888769379' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5455294900591601065/posts/default/5061166086888769379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5455294900591601065/posts/default/5061166086888769379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jornaldop5poa.blogspot.com/2011/07/carta-de-despedida_9328.html' title='Carta de Despedida'/><author><name>Tomás B.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ISVIRzO6pQg/TZhD97XwvrI/AAAAAAAAAB0/RQnUA6ISC9A/s220/DSC_0172.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5455294900591601065.post-1206541291277711943</id><published>2011-07-04T09:27:00.020+02:00</published><updated>2011-07-04T10:33:40.543+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Despedida'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A Carta de Despedida'/><title type='text'>Adeus primária</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zOSeZC_cfYg/ThF5ibgO5NI/AAAAAAAAAEU/lE1sqo6WhVg/s1600/AIbEiAIAAABDCLmkyqK_lbPnAyILdmNhcmRfcGhvdG8qKDlhNzcwZTAyNWIxZWIwM2Q5NzBiYzk1OTVhZjQzNTM2YzU2YmMxNWYwASBPXMlD0lBrNdetwMBy0GKyTgeB.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 96px; height: 96px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zOSeZC_cfYg/ThF5ibgO5NI/AAAAAAAAAEU/lE1sqo6WhVg/s200/AIbEiAIAAABDCLmkyqK_lbPnAyILdmNhcmRfcGhvdG8qKDlhNzcwZTAyNWIxZWIwM2Q5NzBiYzk1OTVhZjQzNTM2YzU2YmMxNWYwASBPXMlD0lBrNdetwMBy0GKyTgeB.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625411041967924434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Adorei estar na primária da Escola Europeia de Bruxelas 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Gostei da classe de mar, da classe verde e da classe de neve.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;O que mais gostei no quarto e quinto ano  com o professor Fragoso foi a informática e as viagens: classe de neve que se passou em Valmenier, a classe verde em Dinant e outras como a viagem a Aubechies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;No terceiro ano passado com o professor Miguel fomos a classe de mar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;No primeiro e segundo ano  com a professora Lourdes fomos à "journé sportif".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Também gostei muito das festas, a minha preferida é a de final de ano, mas  gosto igualmente da festa de natal.&lt;/span&gt;&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/5455294900591601065-1206541291277711943?l=jornaldop5poa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jornaldop5poa.blogspot.com/feeds/1206541291277711943/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5455294900591601065&amp;postID=1206541291277711943' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5455294900591601065/posts/default/1206541291277711943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5455294900591601065/posts/default/1206541291277711943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jornaldop5poa.blogspot.com/2011/07/adeus-primaria.html' title='Adeus primária'/><author><name>Francisco</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tA39aWEBgTg/S6s9u6s0qTI/AAAAAAAAACM/fy5UzLSkcXg/S220/francisco+Pai+4.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zOSeZC_cfYg/ThF5ibgO5NI/AAAAAAAAAEU/lE1sqo6WhVg/s72-c/AIbEiAIAAABDCLmkyqK_lbPnAyILdmNhcmRfcGhvdG8qKDlhNzcwZTAyNWIxZWIwM2Q5NzBiYzk1OTVhZjQzNTM2YzU2YmMxNWYwASBPXMlD0lBrNdetwMBy0GKyTgeB.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5455294900591601065.post-4965855526746656288</id><published>2011-07-04T09:26:00.020+02:00</published><updated>2011-07-04T11:14:45.312+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Despedida'/><title type='text'>Carta de despedida</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3q7U8C6DKxM/ThGEarTvSDI/AAAAAAAAAXw/cVp67ci1e-c/s1600/turma_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 211px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625423003399440434" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3q7U8C6DKxM/ThGEarTvSDI/AAAAAAAAAXw/cVp67ci1e-c/s320/turma_2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-I3aEGDue_SM/ThGEPPur6VI/AAAAAAAAAXo/UTyWysIZXME/s1600/fotografia_%25289%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 228px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 242px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625422807017711954" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-I3aEGDue_SM/ThGEPPur6VI/AAAAAAAAAXo/UTyWysIZXME/s320/fotografia_%25289%2529.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Olá, eu sou a Carmo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Este ano tive a experiência de fazer cartazes com os vários colegas, para aprofundar mais o tema e é uma maneira de saber melhor a matéria e ao mesmo tempo de se divertir a pintar, colar, pesquisar...&lt;br /&gt;Temos livros para estudar, dos quais os mais fundamentais acho que são "Da Gramática à Escrita" e o "Intermath".&lt;br /&gt;Quando entrei na escola éramos duas raparigas e 15 rapazes, (depois entrou a Joana) mas agora somos 3 raparigas e 16 rapazes. Estava mais habituada a 16 raparigas, mas tudo bem.&lt;br /&gt;Como entrei no 3° ano, tive a oportunidade de ir à Classe de Mar, Classe Verde e Classe de Neve. Gostei muito e pensei em refletir sobre esses temas depois de ter a experiência dessas classes.&lt;br /&gt;Na Classe de Neve, pela primeira vez, fiz esqui। Na Classe Verde, tive a oportunidade de andar por cima de um rio numas cordas. E na Classe de Mar pude participar nuns ateliês na praia. Foi pena eu sair mais cedo. Também concluí que era tudo muito diferente em relação à minha escola antiga: Lá, o único homem que havia era o canalizador: Senhor Salvador - salvador de canos. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;No próximo ano gostava de aprender coisas novas e sabê-las de cor e salteado (nunca o consegui). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Gostei muito destes anos cá em Bruxelas, não sei se para o ano vou estar cá (só vou saber em agosto), mas espero continuar cá.&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/5455294900591601065-4965855526746656288?l=jornaldop5poa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jornaldop5poa.blogspot.com/feeds/4965855526746656288/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5455294900591601065&amp;postID=4965855526746656288' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5455294900591601065/posts/default/4965855526746656288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5455294900591601065/posts/default/4965855526746656288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jornaldop5poa.blogspot.com/2011/07/carta-de-despedida_4078.html' title='Carta de despedida'/><author><name>Carmo S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11264397876535524563</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ezJ4Iy-R81c/S9gnv0ez3qI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/Jf1NABp94Cg/S220/gatinho.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3q7U8C6DKxM/ThGEarTvSDI/AAAAAAAAAXw/cVp67ci1e-c/s72-c/turma_2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5455294900591601065.post-1958447345100150268</id><published>2011-07-04T09:26:00.018+02:00</published><updated>2011-07-04T10:51:10.406+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Despedida'/><title type='text'>Carta de despidida</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iTgy_SKHj20/ThF-5OVPbfI/AAAAAAAAAEs/rr66IWxCXak/s1600/DSCN2842%255B1%255D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iTgy_SKHj20/ThF-5OVPbfI/AAAAAAAAAEs/rr66IWxCXak/s320/DSCN2842%255B1%255D.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625416931127291378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yMXt08QNoKQ/ThF-ySv3KKI/AAAAAAAAAEk/vf2pOiCnrsA/s1600/DSCN2842%255B1%255D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yMXt08QNoKQ/ThF-ySv3KKI/AAAAAAAAAEk/vf2pOiCnrsA/s320/DSCN2842%255B1%255D.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625416812053604514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu durante os últimos anos nesta escola conheci vários amigos que ficaram e outros que foram para Portugal ou para outros países.&lt;br /&gt;Já estou nesta escola desde 2004 portanto já estou á 7 anos. Os meus primeiros amigos a encontrar foram: o Paulo, o António e o Rafael. O meu primeiro dia estava na maternal com a Manuela e a Zé. Na maternal fiquei na classe com uns que já estão no secundário, no 5° ano e também no 4° ano, foi mais ou menos uma mistura.&lt;br /&gt;Passado alguns anos foi o meu primeiro dia na primária. Ficámos com a professora Lurdes. Ela era muito simpática não zangava-se muito. Foi graças á professora Lurdes que nos ensinou a ler e a escrever. Ficámos com a professora até ao 2° ano.&lt;br /&gt;No 3° ano ficámos com o professor Miguel ele também era simpático foi com o professor Miguel que aprendi a fazer contas de matemática melhor.&lt;br /&gt;Foi no 3° ano que nasceu OS BLACKS. Nós fazíamos mínima ideia que havia uma espécie Campeonato na escola, mas o António ( Toni como chamamos ) sabia. Então o Toni inventou o BFC ( Blacks futebol clube ). Ganhávamos muitos jogos mas também perdíamos alguns isso é que era a parte chata, mas isso não interessava o que interessa é saber jogar em equipa ( Team building).&lt;br /&gt;Passámos para o 4° ano e ficámos com o professor Fragoso. Quando estava a explicar que no 1° ao 3° ensinaram a matemática e a ler mas o nosso professor ensinou a ler e a matemática: como as frações, as áreas e os volumes e mas. Mas também a fazer textos: acordo ortográfico, Advérbios , verbos , adjetivos e.t.c.&lt;br /&gt;Fora das aulas também havia festas,viagens,visitas de estudo.Havia também uma grande festa que tuda a gente adorava &amp;lt; A Footfest &amp;gt;. A Footfest é uma festa organizada todos os anos pela escola. Essa festa é mais ou menos um mercado onde se vende muitas coisas mas também havia jogos de futbol que tuda a gente ia ver.&lt;br /&gt;Do 3° ao 5° ano havia umas espécies de visitas de estudo que podíamos ficar dias e até semanas &amp;lt; A classe de mar, classe verde e a classe de neve &amp;gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Essas classes eram muito divertidas havia várias atividades muito divertidas e desportivas.&lt;br /&gt;Tudos os anos também fazemos muitas visitas de estudo a museus, quintas e até cidades com coisas de história. Das visitas que eu adorei mais foi o museu das Ciências Naturais.&lt;br /&gt;A razão por eu ter gostado desse museu foi porque achei muito interessante ver como a nossa espécie se transformou ao longo de MILHARES DE ANOS.&lt;br /&gt;Tudos os anos também organizamos uma festa no Natal, S.Martinho e no fim de ano.&lt;br /&gt;A ideia dessas festas é mostrar como divetimos ao longo do ano e mostrar o nosso espírito de equipa TEAM BUILDING!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Espero que ou em Portugal ou na Bélgica o meu Secundário corra bem e também espero isso ao meus colegas.&lt;br /&gt;FIIIIIIIIMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5455294900591601065-1958447345100150268?l=jornaldop5poa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jornaldop5poa.blogspot.com/feeds/1958447345100150268/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5455294900591601065&amp;postID=1958447345100150268' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5455294900591601065/posts/default/1958447345100150268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5455294900591601065/posts/default/1958447345100150268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jornaldop5poa.blogspot.com/2011/07/carta-de-despidida.html' title='Carta de despidida'/><author><name>Pedro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05701576915118959224</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/-iTgy_SKHj20/ThF-5OVPbfI/AAAAAAAAAEs/rr66IWxCXak/s72-c/DSCN2842%255B1%255D.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5455294900591601065.post-6010479992391205210</id><published>2011-07-04T09:26:00.013+02:00</published><updated>2011-07-04T10:41:28.561+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Despedida'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A Carta de Despedida'/><title type='text'>Adeus Primária!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Eu estou na Escola Europeia de Bruxelas II (EEB2) desde do 4°ano. Logo no primeiro dia arranjei novos amigos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;A primeira grande aventura foi uma das melhores; a Classe Verde. Passou-se no sul da Bélgica, perto de Namur e de Dinant. Ficámos lá uma semana. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;No 5°ano, fomos à Classe de Neve onde fizemos muito ski (e jogámos muito poker) ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Gostei muito de todas as festas: a de São Martinho, a de Natal, e a de Final de Ano.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;A melhor foi a FootFest. O Campeonato de Futebol com todas as secções da escola! Havia muitas tendas com comida de todos países, insufláveis, o touro mecânico. . . Mas o melhor era o futebol!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;É por causa destes momentos que eu adoro estar nesta escola! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Espero que o próximo ano seja ainda melhor!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Adeus P5POa, Olá S1POA! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5455294900591601065-6010479992391205210?l=jornaldop5poa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jornaldop5poa.blogspot.com/feeds/6010479992391205210/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5455294900591601065&amp;postID=6010479992391205210' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5455294900591601065/posts/default/6010479992391205210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5455294900591601065/posts/default/6010479992391205210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jornaldop5poa.blogspot.com/2011/07/adeus-primaria_04.html' title='Adeus Primária!'/><author><name>Guilherme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03226002966536895875</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JtQIZOwJkFQ/S6s7ovlXSvI/AAAAAAAAADc/pwT_kawCeyk/S220/Guilherme+pai2.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5455294900591601065.post-1593157595828059221</id><published>2011-07-04T09:25:00.034+02:00</published><updated>2011-07-04T11:00:58.263+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Despedida'/><title type='text'>Mensagem de fim de ano</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5md9PuP6CRg/ThGAqTNTLhI/AAAAAAAAAGY/p1dzV2MMEqs/s1600/bye-bye-male-smiley-smiley-emoticon-000291-large.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 170px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 163px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625418873761377810" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5md9PuP6CRg/ThGAqTNTLhI/AAAAAAAAAGY/p1dzV2MMEqs/s320/bye-bye-male-smiley-smiley-emoticon-000291-large.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Eu sou o Paulo.Estou cá há 7 anos na escola e 5 deles passei na primária os outros 2 na Maternal. Gostei muito deste ano na escola com o professor Fragoso. Achei muito giro trabalhar nos computadores.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gostei muito de esquiar na classe de neve. Também gostei de estudar história e matemática mas não gosto nada de arte nem de música.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Foi muito giro fazer as maquetes , cartazes e dos muitos outros trabalhos de grupo que fizemos na sala.Gostei de estudar a evolução , sobretudo a dos dinossauros.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gostei muito das festas que fizemos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A festa de natal foi gira e divertida nessa festa fizemos uma música de flauta chamada &amp;lt;&lt;the&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;river she is flowing&amp;gt;&amp;gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Na festa de São Martinho cantamos uma canção , ouvimos música e comemos muitas castanhas quentinhas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Na festa de fim de ano nós fizemos a música &amp;lt;&lt;a&gt;&amp;gt;,a dança da música &amp;lt;&lt;shake&gt;&amp;gt; dos blues brothers e dissemos uma quadra de um poema sobre o nosso futuro.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Estou feliz por ir para o secundário e espero que passe o próximo ano também com tão boas notas como tive até agora.&lt;/div&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/5455294900591601065-1593157595828059221?l=jornaldop5poa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jornaldop5poa.blogspot.com/feeds/1593157595828059221/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5455294900591601065&amp;postID=1593157595828059221' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5455294900591601065/posts/default/1593157595828059221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5455294900591601065/posts/default/1593157595828059221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jornaldop5poa.blogspot.com/2011/07/mensagem-de-fim-de-ano.html' title='Mensagem de fim de ano'/><author><name>Paulo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17163953718357544360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FCgFUxEOsQU/S9ASs5rVaiI/AAAAAAAAAD0/M4vbLQZV8z4/S220/Urso4.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5md9PuP6CRg/ThGAqTNTLhI/AAAAAAAAAGY/p1dzV2MMEqs/s72-c/bye-bye-male-smiley-smiley-emoticon-000291-large.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5455294900591601065.post-1466861772708817237</id><published>2011-07-04T09:25:00.026+02:00</published><updated>2011-07-04T10:40:29.628+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Despedida'/><title type='text'>A carta de despedida da primária</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;Olá, eu sou a Sara!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Quando cheguei a esta escola, toda a gente me recebeu bem...especialmente a Joana e a Carmo.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eu adorei este ano, pois foi uma nova experiência, numa escola privada, na Bélgica.Quando vivia em Portugal nunca fazia muitas viagens a outros países, só visitava o Algarve e Viseu que é onde estão os meus avós nas férias.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Quando cheguei não percebia nada (ou quase nada) de informática mas ao longo do tempo fui percebendo mais.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Estou muito nervosa com a ida ao secundário, mas também um pouco ansiosa.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 395px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 304px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625412574795738066" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-74oXy1DThgk/ThF67pu3K9I/AAAAAAAAABo/MDUzb-e1fQ4/s320/p5poa.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#993399;"&gt;Adorei o 5°ano!!! ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5455294900591601065-1466861772708817237?l=jornaldop5poa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jornaldop5poa.blogspot.com/feeds/1466861772708817237/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5455294900591601065&amp;postID=1466861772708817237' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5455294900591601065/posts/default/1466861772708817237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5455294900591601065/posts/default/1466861772708817237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jornaldop5poa.blogspot.com/2011/07/carta-de-despedida-da-primaria.html' title='A carta de despedida da primária'/><author><name>Sara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14456024346231431187</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/-74oXy1DThgk/ThF67pu3K9I/AAAAAAAAABo/MDUzb-e1fQ4/s72-c/p5poa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5455294900591601065.post-7025820265854030405</id><published>2011-06-28T13:49:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2011-06-28T14:01:22.861+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='O poema'/><title type='text'>O poema</title><content type='html'>Rir é correr o risco de parecer tolo.&lt;br /&gt;Chorar é correr o risco de parecer sentimental.&lt;br /&gt;Estender a mão é correr o risco de se envolver.&lt;br /&gt;Expor seus sentimentos é correr o risco de mostrar seu verdadeiro eu.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5455294900591601065-7025820265854030405?l=jornaldop5poa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jornaldop5poa.blogspot.com/feeds/7025820265854030405/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5455294900591601065&amp;postID=7025820265854030405' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5455294900591601065/posts/default/7025820265854030405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5455294900591601065/posts/default/7025820265854030405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jornaldop5poa.blogspot.com/2011/06/o-poema.html' title='O poema'/><author><name>Ricardo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15283339708412294528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MDU8PN77sxI/TgB-XWIJsBI/AAAAAAAAAKE/_K9-wRIZC5w/s220/freddy-krueger%255B1%255D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5455294900591601065.post-2913782198488320218</id><published>2011-06-28T13:43:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2011-06-28T14:03:30.037+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Poema para a Festa</title><content type='html'>Ontem fui veleiro de muitos sonhos&lt;br /&gt;E brincadeiras de tanto querer:&lt;br /&gt;Profissões e super-heróis de mundos&lt;br /&gt;O querer mudou. Mais quero aprender.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joel Fonseca Reis&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5455294900591601065-2913782198488320218?l=jornaldop5poa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jornaldop5poa.blogspot.com/feeds/2913782198488320218/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5455294900591601065&amp;postID=2913782198488320218' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5455294900591601065/posts/default/2913782198488320218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5455294900591601065/posts/default/2913782198488320218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jornaldop5poa.blogspot.com/2011/06/poema-para-festa.html' title='Poema para a Festa'/><author><name>José Pedro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11397111654418712891</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-5455294900591601065.post-8606786814687148443</id><published>2011-06-28T13:41:00.007+02:00</published><updated>2011-06-29T16:28:07.202+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poema de festa final de ano'/><title type='text'>Poema</title><content type='html'>Meu rosto vário desorienta as firmes pedras&lt;br /&gt;Que não sabem de agua e de ar.&lt;br /&gt;Pensar numa flor é vê-la e cheirá-la&lt;br /&gt;E comer um fruto é saber-lhe o sentido.&lt;br /&gt;Nao encontro caminhos fáceis de andar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cecilia Meireles e Alberto Caeiro&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5455294900591601065-8606786814687148443?l=jornaldop5poa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jornaldop5poa.blogspot.com/feeds/8606786814687148443/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5455294900591601065&amp;postID=8606786814687148443' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5455294900591601065/posts/default/8606786814687148443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5455294900591601065/posts/default/8606786814687148443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jornaldop5poa.blogspot.com/2011/06/poema_7816.html' title='Poema'/><author><name>Carmo S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11264397876535524563</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ezJ4Iy-R81c/S9gnv0ez3qI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/Jf1NABp94Cg/S220/gatinho.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5455294900591601065.post-8769706260141022012</id><published>2011-06-28T13:40:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2011-06-28T13:58:31.343+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poema da festa de final de ano'/><title type='text'>O meu poema (Lucas)</title><content type='html'>Isto&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dizem que finjo ou minto&lt;br /&gt;Tudo que escrevo. Não.&lt;br /&gt;Eu simplesmente sinto&lt;br /&gt;Com a imaginação.&lt;br /&gt;Não uso o coração.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fernando Pessoa&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5455294900591601065-8769706260141022012?l=jornaldop5poa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jornaldop5poa.blogspot.com/feeds/8769706260141022012/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5455294900591601065&amp;postID=8769706260141022012' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5455294900591601065/posts/default/8769706260141022012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5455294900591601065/posts/default/8769706260141022012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jornaldop5poa.blogspot.com/2011/06/o-meu-poema-lucas.html' title='O meu poema (Lucas)'/><author><name>Lucas B. S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03527591411402468745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3i8iogNKVGM/S6s8Ey05mWI/AAAAAAAAABg/RHmwkscoL5Y/S220/lucas+pai+4.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5455294900591601065.post-6125204550067994798</id><published>2011-06-28T13:37:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2011-06-28T21:03:57.774+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poema da festa de final de ano'/><title type='text'>O meu poema ( Frederico)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'Times New Roman';font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;pre style="WORD-WRAP: break-word; WHITE-SPACE: pre-wrap"&gt;&lt;span style="WHITE-SPACE: normal;font-family:'Times New Roman';" class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;pre style="WORD-WRAP: break-word; WHITE-SPACE: pre-wrap"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;     TABACARIA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="WORD-WRAP: break-word; WHITE-SPACE: pre-wrap"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;  Não sou nada. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="WORD-WRAP: break-word; WHITE-SPACE: pre-wrap"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;  Nunca serei nada. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="WORD-WRAP: break-word; WHITE-SPACE: pre-wrap"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Não posso querer ser nada.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="WORD-WRAP: break-word; WHITE-SPACE: pre-wrap"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Á parte isso, tenho em mim todos os sonhos do mundo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="WORD-WRAP: break-word; WHITE-SPACE: pre-wrap"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="WORD-WRAP: break-word; WHITE-SPACE: pre-wrap"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="WORD-WRAP: break-word; WHITE-SPACE: pre-wrap"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;     Álvaro de Campos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5455294900591601065-6125204550067994798?l=jornaldop5poa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jornaldop5poa.blogspot.com/feeds/6125204550067994798/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5455294900591601065&amp;postID=6125204550067994798' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5455294900591601065/posts/default/6125204550067994798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5455294900591601065/posts/default/6125204550067994798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jornaldop5poa.blogspot.com/2011/06/meu-poema-frederico.html' title='O meu poema ( Frederico)'/><author><name>Frederico B.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10592735721810491205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rZNubInY8IM/S6s8XiJgL8I/AAAAAAAAABE/ZQ5z7aQ5fdM/S220/frederico+dia+do+pai+3.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5455294900591601065.post-25232522907542286</id><published>2011-06-28T13:35:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2011-06-28T13:58:11.233+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poemas'/><title type='text'>Poema</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Viajar perder paises&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Viajar assim é viagem.&lt;br /&gt;Mas faço-o sem ter de meu&lt;br /&gt;Mais que o sonho da passagem.&lt;br /&gt;O resto é só terra e céu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fernando Pessoa&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5455294900591601065-25232522907542286?l=jornaldop5poa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jornaldop5poa.blogspot.com/feeds/25232522907542286/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5455294900591601065&amp;postID=25232522907542286' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5455294900591601065/posts/default/25232522907542286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5455294900591601065/posts/default/25232522907542286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jornaldop5poa.blogspot.com/2011/06/poema_28.html' title='Poema'/><author><name>Francisco</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tA39aWEBgTg/S6s9u6s0qTI/AAAAAAAAACM/fy5UzLSkcXg/S220/francisco+Pai+4.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5455294900591601065.post-2061463664367740764</id><published>2011-06-28T13:33:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2011-06-28T14:15:21.079+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poema da festa de final de ano'/><title type='text'>O meu poema</title><content type='html'>O sonho é ver as formas invisíveis&lt;br /&gt;Da distância imprecisa, e, com sensíveis&lt;br /&gt;Movimentos da esp'rança e da vontade,&lt;br /&gt;Buscar na linha fria do horizonte&lt;br /&gt;A árvore, a praia, a flor, a ave, a fonte ---&lt;br /&gt;Os beijos merecidos da Verdade.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5455294900591601065-2061463664367740764?l=jornaldop5poa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jornaldop5poa.blogspot.com/feeds/2061463664367740764/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5455294900591601065&amp;postID=2061463664367740764' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5455294900591601065/posts/default/2061463664367740764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5455294900591601065/posts/default/2061463664367740764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jornaldop5poa.blogspot.com/2011/06/o-meu-poema_5112.html' title='O meu poema'/><author><name>Pedro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05701576915118959224</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-5455294900591601065.post-8206316340169391717</id><published>2011-06-28T13:32:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2011-06-28T13:37:47.846+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poemas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poema da festa de final de ano'/><title type='text'>Poema (do James)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fernando Pessoa&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Viajar! Perder países!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Viajar! Perder países!&lt;br /&gt;Ser outro constantemente,&lt;br /&gt;Por a alma não ter raízes&lt;br /&gt;De viver de ver somente!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5455294900591601065-8206316340169391717?l=jornaldop5poa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jornaldop5poa.blogspot.com/feeds/8206316340169391717/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5455294900591601065&amp;postID=8206316340169391717' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5455294900591601065/posts/default/8206316340169391717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5455294900591601065/posts/default/8206316340169391717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jornaldop5poa.blogspot.com/2011/06/poema-do-tomas.html' title='Poema (do James)'/><author><name>James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13706264469005300346</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-5455294900591601065.post-4088660005470546957</id><published>2011-06-28T13:30:00.006+02:00</published><updated>2011-06-28T13:37:54.010+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poema da festa de final de ano'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Segue o teu destino&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;A realidade&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sempre é mais ou menos&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Do que nós queremos.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Só nós somos sempre&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Iguais a nós-próprios&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Escritor do poema: Ricardo Reis&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5455294900591601065-4088660005470546957?l=jornaldop5poa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jornaldop5poa.blogspot.com/feeds/4088660005470546957/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5455294900591601065&amp;postID=4088660005470546957' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5455294900591601065/posts/default/4088660005470546957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5455294900591601065/posts/default/4088660005470546957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jornaldop5poa.blogspot.com/2011/06/segue-o-teu-destino-realidade-sempre-e.html' title=''/><author><name>Sara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14456024346231431187</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-5455294900591601065.post-7078331468624275055</id><published>2011-06-28T13:30:00.005+02:00</published><updated>2011-06-28T13:35:24.075+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poema da festa de final de ano'/><title type='text'>O meu poema</title><content type='html'>Liberdade&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O rio corre, bem ou mal,&lt;br /&gt;Sem edição original.&lt;br /&gt;E a brisa, essa,&lt;br /&gt;De tão naturalmente matinal,&lt;br /&gt;Como tem tempo não tem pressa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Livros são papéis pintados com tinta.&lt;br /&gt;Estudar é uma coisa em que está indistinta&lt;br /&gt;A distinção entre nada e coisa nenhuma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fernando Pessoa&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5455294900591601065-7078331468624275055?l=jornaldop5poa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jornaldop5poa.blogspot.com/feeds/7078331468624275055/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5455294900591601065&amp;postID=7078331468624275055' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5455294900591601065/posts/default/7078331468624275055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5455294900591601065/posts/default/7078331468624275055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jornaldop5poa.blogspot.com/2011/06/o-meu-poema_7118.html' title='O meu poema'/><author><name>Joana</name><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-5455294900591601065.post-4068338109737501262</id><published>2011-06-28T13:27:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2011-06-28T18:37:15.737+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poema da festa de final de ano'/><title type='text'>O meu poema (Tomás)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;pre style="WORD-WRAP: break-word; WHITE-SPACE: pre-wrap"&gt;Saudei o Sol, levantando a mão direita, Mas não o saudei, dizendo-lhe adeus, Fiz sinal de gostar de o ver antes: mais nada.                                     Alberto Caeiro&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5455294900591601065-4068338109737501262?l=jornaldop5poa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jornaldop5poa.blogspot.com/feeds/4068338109737501262/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5455294900591601065&amp;postID=4068338109737501262' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5455294900591601065/posts/default/4068338109737501262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5455294900591601065/posts/default/4068338109737501262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jornaldop5poa.blogspot.com/2011/06/o-meu-poema-tomas.html' title='O meu poema (Tomás)'/><author><name>Tomás B.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ISVIRzO6pQg/TZhD97XwvrI/AAAAAAAAAB0/RQnUA6ISC9A/s220/DSC_0172.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5455294900591601065.post-7801125923187081967</id><published>2011-06-28T13:25:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2011-06-28T13:34:36.245+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poema da festa de final de ano'/><title type='text'>O meu poema</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;pre style="word-wrap: break-word; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;pre style="word-wrap: break-word; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hoje de manhã saí muito cedo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Não sabia que caminho tomar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mas o vento soprava forte, varria para um lado,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;E segui o caminho para onde o vento me soprava nas costas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; font-family: arial; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;pre style="word-wrap: break-word; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;Alberto Caeiro&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;pre style="word-wrap: break-word; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5455294900591601065-7801125923187081967?l=jornaldop5poa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jornaldop5poa.blogspot.com/feeds/7801125923187081967/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5455294900591601065&amp;postID=7801125923187081967' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5455294900591601065/posts/default/7801125923187081967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5455294900591601065/posts/default/7801125923187081967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jornaldop5poa.blogspot.com/2011/06/o-meu-poema_5350.html' title='O meu poema'/><author><name>Rafael V.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nlfVPUD67w8/S6s8aS909sI/AAAAAAAAAFg/Jk53XIqtCRA/S220/Rafael+dia+do+Pai+2.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5455294900591601065.post-3857142596524366044</id><published>2011-06-28T13:25:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2011-06-28T13:29:42.447+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poema da festa de final de ano'/><title type='text'>O meu poema</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:'Times New Roman';font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;pre style="word-wrap: break-word; white-space: pre-wrap; "&gt;Olhando o mar, sonho sem ter de quê  Olhando o mar, sonho sem ter de quê. Nada no mar, salvo o ser mar, se vê. Mas de se nada ver quanto a alma sonha! De que me servem a verdade e a fé?&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="word-wrap: break-word; white-space: pre-wrap; "&gt;Fernando pessoa.&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5455294900591601065-3857142596524366044?l=jornaldop5poa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jornaldop5poa.blogspot.com/feeds/3857142596524366044/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5455294900591601065&amp;postID=3857142596524366044' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5455294900591601065/posts/default/3857142596524366044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5455294900591601065/posts/default/3857142596524366044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jornaldop5poa.blogspot.com/2011/06/o-meu-poema_28.html' title='O meu poema'/><author><name>António</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12102801060208222197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yqzFx5Zdcag/S6swvQNppEI/AAAAAAAAAEM/hWR8TfUy3VQ/S220/pai+1Ant%C3%B3nio.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5455294900591601065.post-809709275863798272</id><published>2011-06-28T13:23:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2011-06-28T14:18:07.673+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poema da festa de final de ano'/><title type='text'>Poema</title><content type='html'>&lt;span id="ctl00_ContentPlaceHolder1_DetailsPoema"&gt;Aqui está-se sossegado, &lt;br /&gt;Longe do mundo e da vida,&lt;br /&gt;Cheio de não ter passado,&lt;br /&gt;Até o futuro se  olvida.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5455294900591601065-809709275863798272?l=jornaldop5poa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jornaldop5poa.blogspot.com/feeds/809709275863798272/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5455294900591601065&amp;postID=809709275863798272' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5455294900591601065/posts/default/809709275863798272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5455294900591601065/posts/default/809709275863798272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jornaldop5poa.blogspot.com/2011/06/poema.html' title='Poema'/><author><name>Gui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09962591486121449775</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-5455294900591601065.post-4802915991586573520</id><published>2011-06-28T13:22:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2011-06-28T13:30:00.655+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poema da festa de final de ano'/><title type='text'>liberdade</title><content type='html'>Ai que prazer&lt;br /&gt;Não cumprir um dever ,&lt;br /&gt;Ter um livro para ler&lt;br /&gt;E não o fazer !&lt;br /&gt;Ler é uma maçada .&lt;br /&gt;Estudar é nada .&lt;br /&gt;O sol doira&lt;br /&gt;Sem literatura&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nome do autor(a): Fernando Pessoa&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5455294900591601065-4802915991586573520?l=jornaldop5poa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jornaldop5poa.blogspot.com/feeds/4802915991586573520/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5455294900591601065&amp;postID=4802915991586573520' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5455294900591601065/posts/default/4802915991586573520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5455294900591601065/posts/default/4802915991586573520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jornaldop5poa.blogspot.com/2011/06/liberdade.html' title='liberdade'/><author><name>Daniel Garcia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08926467370513793664</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-5455294900591601065.post-9084944938853417724</id><published>2011-06-28T13:21:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2011-06-28T13:34:40.359+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poema da festa de final de ano'/><title type='text'>O Meu Poema</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:'Times New Roman';font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;pre style="word-wrap: break-word; white-space: pre-wrap; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;Para ser grande, sê inteiro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="word-wrap: break-word; white-space: pre-wrap; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;  Para ser grande, sê inteiro: nada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="word-wrap: break-word; white-space: pre-wrap; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt; Teu exagera ou exclui.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="word-wrap: break-word; white-space: pre-wrap; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt; Sê todo em cada coisa. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style=" font-weight: normal;  font-family:monospace;font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt; Põe quanto és&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="word-wrap: break-word; white-space: pre-wrap; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;No mínimo que fazes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="word-wrap: break-word; white-space: pre-wrap; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre style="word-wrap: break-word; white-space: pre-wrap; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"&gt;Fernando Pessoa, (Ricardo Reis)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5455294900591601065-9084944938853417724?l=jornaldop5poa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jornaldop5poa.blogspot.com/feeds/9084944938853417724/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5455294900591601065&amp;postID=9084944938853417724' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5455294900591601065/posts/default/9084944938853417724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5455294900591601065/posts/default/9084944938853417724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jornaldop5poa.blogspot.com/2011/06/o-meu-poema_8632.html' title='O Meu Poema'/><author><name>Guilherme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03226002966536895875</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JtQIZOwJkFQ/S6s7ovlXSvI/AAAAAAAAADc/pwT_kawCeyk/S220/Guilherme+pai2.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5455294900591601065.post-3562282266267269377</id><published>2011-06-28T13:20:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2011-06-28T13:29:26.728+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poema da festa de final de ano'/><title type='text'>O meu poema</title><content type='html'>Diz-me, se és bom matemático:&lt;br /&gt;2 mais muitos soma quântico?&lt;br /&gt;Se resolveres o poema&lt;br /&gt;levo-te ao equacinema!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;autor: Manuel António Pina&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5455294900591601065-3562282266267269377?l=jornaldop5poa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jornaldop5poa.blogspot.com/feeds/3562282266267269377/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5455294900591601065&amp;postID=3562282266267269377' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5455294900591601065/posts/default/3562282266267269377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5455294900591601065/posts/default/3562282266267269377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jornaldop5poa.blogspot.com/2011/06/o-meu-poema.html' title='O meu poema'/><author><name>José Maria 15</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09540792195319386766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wDbUwDh9nts/S6sy6zmgmrI/AAAAAAAAABE/4rPuvOCjgrk/S220/jose+maria+pai+1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5455294900591601065.post-1638126611283342988</id><published>2011-06-21T20:11:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2011-06-21T20:11:34.917+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A Floresta'/><title type='text'>A floresta pela Sara</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;                                               Ficha informativa&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-O6VE45V1nQk/TgDLDF0LS8I/AAAAAAAAABg/a5bAz-cG0TY/s1600/a%2Bfloresta%2Bde%2Bsophia%2Bde%2Bmello%2Bbreiner%2Bandresen.png" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620715588919446466" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-O6VE45V1nQk/TgDLDF0LS8I/AAAAAAAAABg/a5bAz-cG0TY/s320/a%2Bfloresta%2Bde%2Bsophia%2Bde%2Bmello%2Bbreiner%2Bandresen.png" style="cursor: pointer; float: right; height: 163px; margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; width: 236px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Título: a floresta&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ilustrações: Teresa Olazabal Cabral&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Escritor/a: Sofia de Mello Breyner Andersen&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Editora: figueirinhas&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;n° páginas: 69&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n° capítulos: 11&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n° imagens dentro do livro: 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;personagens principais:Isabel e anão&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Outras personagens: jardineiro, frades, padres,ladrões e o professor de música da Isabel&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Local: bosque e quinta da Isabel&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tópicos: descrição da casa da Isabel e da sala de baile, a casa para anões que a Isabel fez, a apresentasão do anão à Isabel, como o bosque ficava no outono, a história do anão para a Isabel, conhecimento do professor de música, a transformação de pedras em ouro, os mercadores a querer negociar, quinta-feira de festa para celebrar o acontecimento, a partida do anão para o norte onde o seu povo o espera;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5455294900591601065-1638126611283342988?l=jornaldop5poa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jornaldop5poa.blogspot.com/feeds/1638126611283342988/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5455294900591601065&amp;postID=1638126611283342988' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5455294900591601065/posts/default/1638126611283342988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5455294900591601065/posts/default/1638126611283342988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jornaldop5poa.blogspot.com/2011/06/floresta-pela-sara.html' title='A floresta pela Sara'/><author><name>Sara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14456024346231431187</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/-O6VE45V1nQk/TgDLDF0LS8I/AAAAAAAAABg/a5bAz-cG0TY/s72-c/a%2Bfloresta%2Bde%2Bsophia%2Bde%2Bmello%2Bbreiner%2Bandresen.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5455294900591601065.post-8103479873186547459</id><published>2011-06-21T20:05:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2011-06-21T20:05:21.866+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A Floresta'/><title type='text'>A Floresta visto pela Joana</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Título: A Floresta&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Autora:Sophia de Mello Breyner Andresen&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Editora: figueirinhas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ilustrações: Teresa Olazabal Cabral&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Idioma: português&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;N° de páginas:69&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;N° de capítulos:11&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Personagem principal:Isabel&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Personagens secundárias: Anão, jardineiro, professor de música e o cientista, cozinheira, criada Mariana, ladrões e o mercador;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Local:Quinta e floresta&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;N° de imagens (dentro do livro): 3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tópicos: descrição da quinta; descrição da sala do baile; descrição do bosque; A casa dos anões; o encontro de Isabel e do anão; a promessa do anão; A história do assalto; o professor de música; o cientista;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Resumo:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Isabel, morava numa casa enorme numa quinta. Um dia Isabel foi a um bosque encostou-se a uma árvore e leu um livro. Isabel passara a vida a pensar em anões. Mas depois viu que no lugar onde estava era o lugar prefeito para construir uma casa de anões. No dia seguinte Isabel voltou ao bosque e viu um anão na casa dela. O anão ficou cheio de medo mas passado de muitos encontros ficaram amigos. Um dia o anão contou uma história a Isabel que lhe ainda assustava. Era dois ladrões que foram para o bosque. Qualquer anão que passa-se por eles era assaltado. Uma vez iam assaltar um mercador muito rico mas o mercador apanhou-os. Dos dois só consegui escapar um. Já longe do local do crime o que escapou estava a morrer então entregou a um anão que ali passara o tesouro e pediu que o guardasse bem. Mas não consegui e o tesouro ficou perdido. Isabel teve a ideia de chamar o seu professor de música para os ajudar a encontrar o tesouro e o encontraram. O  professor lembrou-se que tinha um amigo cientista e que estudava ouro pedras. Então foram ter com o cientista e ele explicou tudo depois.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5455294900591601065-8103479873186547459?l=jornaldop5poa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jornaldop5poa.blogspot.com/feeds/8103479873186547459/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5455294900591601065&amp;postID=8103479873186547459' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' 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Floresta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Autora: Sophia de Mello Breyner Anderson&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ilustradora: Teresa Olazabal Cabral&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Editora: Figueirinhas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Páginas: 64&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Páginas para ler : 61&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Linhas: 1464&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Personagens: a Isabel,a criada Mariana, o jardineiro Tomé, a cozinheira e a sua ajudanta Emília,  o anão, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tópicos:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: transparent; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-size: medium; margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span id="internal-source-marker_0.4487175310496241" style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 11pt; font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;Descrição da casa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 11pt; font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;Apresentação de Tomé&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 11pt; font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;Descrição da casa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 11pt; font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;Descrição da sala de baile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 11pt; font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;Descrição do bosque e do tronco&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 11pt; font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;Casa do anão &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 11pt; font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;Isabel aprefeiçoa a casa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 11pt; font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;Descrição da manhã&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 11pt; font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;Isabel vê o anão&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 11pt; font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;Acorda o anão&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 11pt; font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;Anão tenta escapar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 11pt; font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;Anão quer sair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 11pt; font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;Eles fazem um pacto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 11pt; font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;Isabel procura o Anão&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 11pt; font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;Isabel almoça&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&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&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' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5455294900591601065-3822861785940028395?l=jornaldop5poa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jornaldop5poa.blogspot.com/feeds/3822861785940028395/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5455294900591601065&amp;postID=3822861785940028395' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5455294900591601065/posts/default/3822861785940028395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5455294900591601065/posts/default/3822861785940028395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jornaldop5poa.blogspot.com/2011/06/floresta-vista-pelo-antonio.html' title='A floresta vista pelo António'/><author><name>António</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12102801060208222197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yqzFx5Zdcag/S6swvQNppEI/AAAAAAAAAEM/hWR8TfUy3VQ/S220/pai+1Ant%C3%B3nio.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5455294900591601065.post-5658236330370854414</id><published>2011-06-20T13:18:00.018+02:00</published><updated>2011-06-28T13:44:31.230+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A Floresta'/><title type='text'>A floresta pelo Ricardo</title><content type='html'>Titulo: A floresta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N° de páginas:69&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Escritora: Sophia de Mello Breyner Andresen&lt;br /&gt;Ilustradora: Teresa Olazabal Cabral&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ISBN: 972-661-194-6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Preço do livro: 15,60€&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Resumo: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5455294900591601065-5658236330370854414?l=jornaldop5poa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jornaldop5poa.blogspot.com/feeds/5658236330370854414/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5455294900591601065&amp;postID=5658236330370854414' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5455294900591601065/posts/default/5658236330370854414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Título: A Floresta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Autora: Sophia de Melo Breiner Andersen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Editora: Figueirinhas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Páginas: 78&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ilustrações: 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Personagens principais: Isabel; anão.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Personagens secundárias: cozinheira; jardineiro; ladrões; frades; monges; pessoas importantes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;e negociantes; professor de música da Isabel e doutor Máximo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Capítulos: 11&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Tópicos: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;descrição da casa de Isabel (incluindo a sala de baile); a casa para os anões feita pela Isabel; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;apresentasão do anão a Isabel;  o bosque no outono; a história que o anão conta a Isabel; o professor de música; os mercadores queriam negociar; a partida do anão para norte;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Resumo da história: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Isabel é uma rapariga que vive numa casa que contém uma quinta e uma floresta. Um dia, constrói uma casa para anões na esperança de um anão ir para lá viver. Alguns dias depois volta para ver se já lá havia um anão e, sim, estava lá um anão a dormir.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Os meses passam e eles ficam amigos. O anão conta-lhe uma história que vivera no passado e que envolvia um tesouro que ele tem de dar a uma pessoa generosa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Então, Isabel propõe o seu professor de música, mas ele não concorda. O anão faz uma proposta de dar o tesouro a um cientista que tenta transformar pedra em ouro. Então, sabendo que a experiência do cientista tinha falhado trocaram as pedras, pelo ouro que tinham antes derretido e moldado.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Depois disso,  o cientista torna-se famoso e dá o ouro aos pobres.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Então, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; "&gt;uma vez que o seu dever esteja acabado, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; "&gt;o anão tem de partir para norte onde esperem o resto dos anões.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5455294900591601065-5318651944039065901?l=jornaldop5poa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jornaldop5poa.blogspot.com/feeds/5318651944039065901/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5455294900591601065&amp;postID=5318651944039065901' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5455294900591601065/posts/default/5318651944039065901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5455294900591601065/posts/default/5318651944039065901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jornaldop5poa.blogspot.com/2011/06/floresta-vista-pelo-o-james.html' title='A Floresta vista pelo o James'/><author><name>James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13706264469005300346</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>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5455294900591601065.post-416963951137463701</id><published>2011-06-20T13:17:00.010+02:00</published><updated>2011-06-28T14:16:00.335+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A Floresta'/><title type='text'>A floresta ''vista por: Daniel''</title><content type='html'>Titulo: A floresta&lt;br /&gt;n° de paginas : 65&lt;br /&gt;Tamanho de letra da capa: grande&lt;br /&gt;tamanho de letra do subtítulo: médio&lt;br /&gt;tamanho de letra dentro do livoro: pequeno&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tamanho de letra da lombada: médio&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;autora : Sophia Melo de Breyner&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ISBN:972-661-194-6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;personagens do testo :Isabel,Tomé,Emília, Mariana, Anão,jardineiro&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;personagens principais: Isabel,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tópicos: descrição da casa, descrição da menina, o que a menina sabe sobre as estações, descrição da casa do anão, descrição do anão, a menina a tentar se entender com o anão,o anão a contar estórias a menina,o anão a contar as suas própias estórias,a professora de musica o cientientista.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5455294900591601065-416963951137463701?l=jornaldop5poa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jornaldop5poa.blogspot.com/feeds/416963951137463701/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5455294900591601065&amp;postID=416963951137463701' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5455294900591601065/posts/default/416963951137463701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5455294900591601065/posts/default/416963951137463701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jornaldop5poa.blogspot.com/2011/06/floresta-vista-por-daniel.html' title='A floresta &apos;&apos;vista por: Daniel&apos;&apos;'/><author><name>Daniel Garcia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08926467370513793664</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-5455294900591601065.post-4483430410096622525</id><published>2011-06-20T13:15:00.027+02:00</published><updated>2011-06-22T18:30:26.051+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A Floresta'/><title type='text'>A floresta vista pelo Paulo</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 250px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 250px" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620602717644726194" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6TgSC8231TA/TgBkZHjPH7I/AAAAAAAAAGQ/md-d4ehKAGk/s320/a%2Bfloresta.jpg" /&gt;Nome: A floresta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Autora: Sophia de Melo Breiner Anderson&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ilustrador:Teresa Olazbal Cabral &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Escrito em:1968&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Editora: figueirinhas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Páginas:69&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Locais:casa;jardin;Laboratorio;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Personagens:Isabel;Tomé;Mariana;Anão;Cozinheira; Cláudio;Dr.Maximo;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Capitulos: 11&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ilustrações:3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;ISBN:972-661-194-6&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;numero do código de baras:9789726611943&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;preço do livro: 13.00&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;linhas por página: 24&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;linhas em estimativa : 1400&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Resumo:Isabel constrói uma casa para anões.Um dia foi ver a casa e estava lá um anão de verdade.Eles ficaram amigos e o anão conta que bandidos deixaram um tesouro e que queriam que fosse dado a alguem muito bom.Isabela conta tudo ao professor de Música que não quer o ouro mas decide que o pdiam dar ao professor Máximo.Ele distribui-o pelos pobres.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tópicos:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;pag.1 a 11: descrição da casa e da vida da Isabel;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;pag.12 a 14 : Isabel constrói a casa;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;pag. 15 a 22:O anão aparece;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;pag. 23 a 26:A Isabel conhece o anão;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;pag.27 a 44:História do anão;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;pag.45 a 51:O professor de música aparece e têm uma ideia;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;pag.52 a 53:O professor troca as pedras por ouro;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;pag.54 a 58:O doutor Maximo recebe visitas;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;pag.59 a 63:O anão e o professor não querem que o Dr. Maximo continue as experiencias;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;pag.64:o laboratório arde;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;pag.65 a 69:O anão vai se embora para viver com s outros;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5455294900591601065-4483430410096622525?l=jornaldop5poa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jornaldop5poa.blogspot.com/feeds/4483430410096622525/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5455294900591601065&amp;postID=4483430410096622525' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5455294900591601065/posts/default/4483430410096622525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5455294900591601065/posts/default/4483430410096622525'/><link rel='alternate' 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type='html'>Titulo: A floresta&lt;br /&gt;Autora: Sophia de Mello Breyner Andresen&lt;br /&gt;Editora: Figueirinhas&lt;br /&gt;Ilustrador: Teresa Olazabal Cabral&lt;br /&gt;Paginas: 64&lt;br /&gt;ISBN: 972-661-194-6&lt;br /&gt;É a história de uma menina que conhece um anão e eles tornam-se grandes amigos.&lt;br /&gt;A menina ajuda o anão a entregar o tesouro do anão à pessoa certa.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5455294900591601065-4599788753042159072?l=jornaldop5poa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jornaldop5poa.blogspot.com/feeds/4599788753042159072/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5455294900591601065&amp;postID=4599788753042159072' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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Floresta'/><title type='text'>A Floresta vista pelo Guilherme Silva</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;A floresta vista pelo Guilherme&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Título&lt;/b&gt;: A Floresta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Editora&lt;/b&gt;: Figueirinhas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Autora&lt;/b&gt;: Sophia de Mello Breyner Anderson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ilustradora&lt;/b&gt;: Teresa Olazabal Cabral&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Páginas&lt;/b&gt;: 69&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Páginas de imagem&lt;/b&gt;: 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Páginas de leitura:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b&gt;6&lt;/b&gt;1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Linhas:&lt;/b&gt; +ou- 1400&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Personagens&lt;/b&gt;: Isabel, Tomé o jardineiro, a Cozinheira, Emília a ajudante, os primos, o anão, frades, caçadores, lenhadores, Quadrilha de bandidos e o Capitão, os cavaleiros, o Mercador e os seus companheiros, Dr. Máximo, Presidente da Academia das Ciências, Reitor da Universidade, Presidente da Câmara, o negociante, Dr. Sabido&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Locais&lt;/b&gt;: Casa e Jardim, Colégio, Quinta, Estufa, Bosque, Casa no tronco do carvalho, Lago do parque, Convento, Fonte, Beira da estrada, Laboratório&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tópicos&lt;/b&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Capítulo1&lt;/b&gt;: Descrição da casa e do jardim, Isabel vai à escola, O que a Isabel faz na quinta durante todo o ano, Apresentação de Tomé, Descrição da estufa, Descrição do galinheiro, Descrição da adega, O que a Isabel sabe sobre a natureza em cada estação do ano, Descrição das divisões da casa, A misteriosa Sala de Baile, Descrição da Sala de Baile, A comida de todo o ano, A cozinheira e a Emília, O que dava à Isabel, Resumo do que ela sabe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Capítulo2&lt;/b&gt;: Quando é que a Isabel vai ao bosque, Descrição do bosque, O que a Isabel faz no bosque, Descrição do tronco da árvore, Isabel quer ver um anão, Isabel faz uma casa para um anão, Isabel mobila a casa do tronco, Os primos da Isabel chegam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Capítulo3&lt;/b&gt;: A Isabel está demasiado ocupada para ir ao bosque, O pequeno-almoço de Isabel, Descrição do céu e das árvores, Isabel vê a casa intacta, Isabel vê um anão a dormir, Descrição do anão, Isabel observa o anão, Isabel acorda o anão, Conversa entre a Isabel e o anão, Isabel chama pelo anão&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Capítulo4&lt;/b&gt;: Acaba o almoço, Isabel chama pelo anão, O a não regressa, Descrição do anão, Isabel e o anão ficam grandes amigos, Conversa entre a Isabel e o anão, O anão ensina-lhe coisas, Os amigos combinam encontrar-se, Descrição do lago, COMEÇA A HISTÓRIA DO ANÃO, Descrição da cidade e arredores de antigamente, Os anões ensinam coisas aos frades, Os caçadores e os animais, Os bandidos vão para a floresta, Os cavaleiros não têm animais para caçar, Caçam o veado, A batalha dos cavaleiros com os caçadores&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Capítulo5&lt;/b&gt;: Onde estava o anão, Descrição e como o lugar ficou, Início da visita, Descrição da capela, O pacto entre os bandidos e os frades, Como é que os bandidos enriqueceram, Conversa sobre os roubos e as mortes, Os bandidos perdem o dinheiro&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Capítulo6&lt;/b&gt;: Os bandidos querem roubar o mercador, Os bandidos ficam à espera com frio, O mercador chega, O mercador está preparado, O ataque dos bandidos, Os bandidos apanhados de surpresa, O capitão sobrevive, O capitão foge, O capitão vai ter com os frades, O porquê de ele ser um bandido, O capitão morre e é enterrado&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Capítulo7&lt;/b&gt;: O tesouro do capitão, Onde está o tesouro, O tesouro ainda lá está, O inferno do tesouro, Os frades não dão o tesouro a ninguém, O tesouro fica com os anões, As ruínas do convento e da floresta, O tesouro fica com o anão, O tesouro pode ficar com o professor de música&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Capítulo8&lt;/b&gt;: A conversa com o Cláudio, O caminho para o tesouro, O belo tesouro, A recusa do professor, Apresentação do Dr. Máximo, As tentativas e falhas do Dr. Máximo, Substituir as pedras por moedas e ouro&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Capítulo9&lt;/b&gt;: A substituição das pedras, Não há pedras só há ouro, Parabéns ao Doutor, As propostas dos negociantes e as recusas do Doutor Máximo, Dr. Máximo mostra o laboratório ao Dr. Sabido, A opinião do Dr. Sabido, A revolta dos negociantes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Capítulo10&lt;/b&gt;: Festa para o Dr. Máximo, A distribuição do ouro para os pobres, Continuação da Festa, O estranho sábio, Continuação da Festa, Opinião e conversa entre o Cláudio e o anão&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Capítulo11:&lt;/b&gt; O fogo e a explosão, O incêndio é a salvação do Dr. Máximo, A DESPEDIDA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Resumo:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Isabel é uma rapariga que vive numa bonita quinta e que deseja, um dia, vir a ver um anão. Ao encontrar esse tão esperado anão, foi entretida com a história da sua vida que contém grandes aventuras e um tesouro. O tesouro do capitão dos bandidos.&lt;br /&gt;   O anão tem o dever de entregar o tesouro a uma boa pessoa. Isabel ajuda-o a encontrar essa pessoa que acaba por ser um cientista que pensa que consegue transformar as pedras em ouro. Com o tesouro nas mãos o cientista dá-o aos pobres.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5455294900591601065-6253188275930732002?l=jornaldop5poa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jornaldop5poa.blogspot.com/feeds/6253188275930732002/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5455294900591601065&amp;postID=6253188275930732002' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5455294900591601065/posts/default/6253188275930732002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5455294900591601065/posts/default/6253188275930732002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jornaldop5poa.blogspot.com/2011/06/floresta-vista-pelo-guilherme-silva.html' title='A Floresta vista pelo Guilherme Silva'/><author><name>Guilherme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03226002966536895875</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JtQIZOwJkFQ/S6s7ovlXSvI/AAAAAAAAADc/pwT_kawCeyk/S220/Guilherme+pai2.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5455294900591601065.post-1811640732260898912</id><published>2011-06-20T13:14:00.022+02:00</published><updated>2011-06-21T20:06:37.328+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A Floresta'/><title type='text'>A floresta vista pelo Lucas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ficha informativa do livro "A floresta"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Título: A floresta&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Autor(a): Sophia de Mello Breyner Andresen &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Ilustrador(a): Teresa Olazabal Cabral&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Editora: Figueirinhas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;ISBN:972-661-194-6&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Preço: 15,60€&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Capítulos: XI (11)&lt;br /&gt;Páginas: 69&lt;br /&gt;Personagem principal: Isabel&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Outras personagens: Tomé, a cozinheira, a ajudante da cozinheria, o anão, os 20 bandidos, Cláudio e Doutor Máximo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tópicos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Descrição da casa;&lt;br /&gt;Descrição da menina;&lt;br /&gt;Construção da casa para anões;&lt;br /&gt;Encontro com o anão;&lt;br /&gt;O anão fala da sua vida;&lt;br /&gt;História dos 20 bandidos;&lt;br /&gt;A tarefa do anão;&lt;br /&gt;Cláudio entra na história;&lt;br /&gt;O anão mostra as duas arcas;&lt;br /&gt;A ideia de Cláudio;&lt;br /&gt;A esperiência do Doutor Máximo;&lt;br /&gt;Doutor Máximo fica celébre com a sua descoberta;&lt;br /&gt;O incêndio da biblioteca e do laboratório do Doutor Máximo;&lt;br /&gt;O anão tem de se ir embora;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Resumo da história&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Era uma vez uma menina que se chamava Isabel que morava numa casa muito grande.&lt;br /&gt;Um dia decidiu fazer uma casa para anões e, 3 dias depois voltou para ver se tinha acontecido alguma coisa à sua casa, mas, quando lá chegou, viu um anão a dormir. Passado alguns dias ficaram amigos e, o anão, ia lhe contando histórias ou ensinando-lhe coisas até que passou um ano, e ele decide contar-lhe a sua história privada. Era sobre uma tarefa que ele tinha de completar: entregar as duas arcas a uma pessoa honesta e generosa. A menina foi contar isso ao professor de música chamado Cláudio e, esse ajudou muito o anão a completar a sua tarefa e a juntar-se aos seus outros companheiros anões.&lt;br /&gt;Cláudio tinha um amigo sábio que estava no meio de uma invenção em que queria transformar as pedras em ouro, mas falhava sempre. Então enquanto o sábio estava no campo para descansar os nossos três amigos foram substituir as pedras pelas moedas de ouro do chefe dos bandidos que o anão tinha modelado em pedaços de ouro. Demoraram cinco dias mas, valeu a pena porque quando o sábio chegou ficou tão contente e disse que ia dá-las a cada pobre da cidade. Por isso, na quinta-feira, ia-se fazer uma grande cerimónia e, durante a cerimónia, aproveitava para dá-las aos pobres. Foi falar com imensa gente importante e, no dia seguinte, o laboratório e a biblioteca dele foram incendiadas pelos seus inimigos, mas, o Doutor ficou contente porque a vida pública era uma grande comlicação para vida. Depois os três amigos foram-se despedir-se do anão porque já tinha completado a sua tarefa e, ia-se juntar aos seus amigos anões.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5455294900591601065-1811640732260898912?l=jornaldop5poa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jornaldop5poa.blogspot.com/feeds/1811640732260898912/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5455294900591601065&amp;postID=1811640732260898912' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5455294900591601065/posts/default/1811640732260898912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5455294900591601065/posts/default/1811640732260898912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jornaldop5poa.blogspot.com/2011/06/floresta-vista-pelo-lucas.html' title='A floresta vista pelo Lucas'/><author><name>Lucas B. S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03527591411402468745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3i8iogNKVGM/S6s8Ey05mWI/AAAAAAAAABg/RHmwkscoL5Y/S220/lucas+pai+4.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5455294900591601065.post-6850174379137047673</id><published>2011-06-20T13:13:00.048+02:00</published><updated>2011-06-28T13:22:47.381+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A Floresta'/><title type='text'>A floresta vista pelo Guilherme D</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-teTaYfuw85I/TgH72ZKBOoI/AAAAAAAAAGo/zYNUdXXEmgo/s1600/floresta.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 130px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 128px; CURSOR: pointer" 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casa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;2-Apresentação de Tomé&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;3-Descrição da casa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;4-Descrição da sala de baile&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;5-Descrição do bosque e do tronco&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;6-Casa do anão&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;7-Isabel aprefeiçoa a casa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;8-Descrição da manhã&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;9-Isabel descobre o anão&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;10-Acorda o anão&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;11-Anão tenta escapar&lt;br /&gt;12-Anão quer sair&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;13-Eles fazem o pacto&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;14-Isabel procura o anão&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;15-Isabel almoça&lt;br /&gt;16-História do anão&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;17Professor de música&lt;br /&gt;18-Cientista&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br 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href='http://jornaldop5poa.blogspot.com/2011/06/floresta-vista-pelo-guilherme-d.html' title='A floresta vista pelo Guilherme D'/><author><name>Gui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09962591486121449775</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/-teTaYfuw85I/TgH72ZKBOoI/AAAAAAAAAGo/zYNUdXXEmgo/s72-c/floresta.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5455294900591601065.post-4537302121118253874</id><published>2011-06-20T13:13:00.047+02:00</published><updated>2011-06-27T18:26:50.200+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A Floresta'/><title type='text'>A floresta visto pelo Pedro</title><content type='html'>A floresta: ficha informativa&lt;br /&gt;Título: A floresta;&lt;br /&gt;Autor: Sophia de Mello Breyner Andresen;&lt;br /&gt;Ilustrador:Teresa Olazabal Cabral;&lt;br /&gt;Preço do livro:15,60€&lt;br /&gt;Editora:Figueirinhas&lt;br /&gt;ISBN:972-661-194-6&lt;br /&gt;Páginas:69&lt;br /&gt;Capítulos:XI (11)&lt;br /&gt;Personagens: Isabel, anão, Claudio e professor Máximo&lt;br /&gt;Moral da história: O dinheiro não traz felizidade&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tópicos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1- Descrição da casa;&lt;br /&gt;2-Isabel; ( descrição )&lt;br /&gt;3-Tomé; ( descrição )&lt;br /&gt;4-Verão;&lt;br /&gt;5-Casa de Isabel ( descrição );&lt;br /&gt;6-A floresta ( descrição );&lt;br /&gt;7-Anões;&lt;br /&gt;8-Isabel à procura de anões;&lt;br /&gt;9-A casa do anão; ( descrição )&lt;br /&gt;10-Isabel teve muitos deveres então não pode ir ao pequeno bosque;&lt;br /&gt;11-Nenhum dia da semana Isabel não foi à casa para ir ver o tal anão;&lt;br /&gt;12-Finalmente Isabel encontra um anão a dormir na cama da casa que Isabel construiu;&lt;br /&gt;13-Conversa entre Isabel e o anão;&lt;br /&gt;14-Proposta do anão;&lt;br /&gt;15-O anão fuge;&lt;br /&gt;16-Afinal o anão voltou;&lt;br /&gt;17-Isabel e Anão são amigos;&lt;br /&gt;18-Anão conta a sua vida;&lt;br /&gt;19-História dos bandidos;&lt;br /&gt;20-Guarda do tesouro;&lt;br /&gt;21-A entrega ao tesouro;&lt;br /&gt;22-O mestre Claudio e o Scienista Máximo ( descrições )&lt;br /&gt;23-Partida do anão;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Resumo&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isabel era uma menina que vivia numa quinta colada a uma floresta.Isabel gostava muito de anões, um dia resolveu fazer uma casa para um anão, todos os dias ela ia lá ver a casa. Certo dia levantou-se cedo bebeu o leite pegou no pão e foi para o jardim, espreitou dentro da casa e qual foi o espanto estava um anão deitado na cama da casa que ela tinha construido. Ao principio o anão teve medo dela, mas depois tornaram-se grandes amigos. Ao fim de um ano ele conto-lhe porque ali vivia, estava a tomar conta de um tesouro que tinha pertencido a uns bandidos que ao morrerem deram aos frades para estes tomarem conta. Os frades queriam dar o tesouro a uma pessoa boa mas nunca a encontraram e ficou o anão a ver se encontrava alguem, perguntou à Isabela se conhecia alguem bom que desse o dinheiro aos pobres, ela lembrou-se do professor de musica e foram falar com ele este não quiz o tesouro mas lembrou-se do professor Máximo um cientista que queria transformar pedras em ouro.&lt;br /&gt;Eles inventaram uma saída para o professor e trocaram as pedras pelo tesouro o professor ficou muito contente e deu o dinheiro aos pobres e assim o anão pode ir ter com a família que já não via á 300 anos.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5455294900591601065-4537302121118253874?l=jornaldop5poa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jornaldop5poa.blogspot.com/feeds/4537302121118253874/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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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-5455294900591601065.post-3265087771146210717</id><published>2011-06-20T13:13:00.044+02:00</published><updated>2011-06-21T21:50:48.811+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A Floresta'/><title type='text'>A Floresta vista pelo José Pedro</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.eb23-d-miguel-almeida.rcts.pt/becre/floresta.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 130px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 128px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://www.eb23-d-miguel-almeida.rcts.pt/becre/floresta.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Autor/a: Sophia de Mello Breyner Andersen&lt;br /&gt;Título: A Floresta&lt;br /&gt;Ilustrado por: Teresa Olzabal Cabral&lt;br /&gt;Editora: figueirinhas&lt;br /&gt;Páginas: 64&lt;br /&gt;ISBN(International Standard Book Number):972-661-194-6 N° capítulos:11 Personagens: Isabel, anão, jardineiro Tomé, o professor de música Claúdio, criada Mariana, Doutor Máximo&lt;br /&gt;Tópicos:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;-Descrição de Isabel&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;-Descrição da quinta&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;-Descrição da casa&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;-Isabel encontra o anão&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;-A história do anão&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;-Doação do ouro ao professr de música&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;-Doação do ouro ao doutor Máximo&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;-Doutor ganha o mérito&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5455294900591601065-3265087771146210717?l=jornaldop5poa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jornaldop5poa.blogspot.com/feeds/3265087771146210717/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5455294900591601065&amp;postID=3265087771146210717' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5455294900591601065/posts/default/3265087771146210717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5455294900591601065/posts/default/3265087771146210717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jornaldop5poa.blogspot.com/2011/06/floresta-vista-pelo-jose-pedro.html' title='A Floresta vista pelo José Pedro'/><author><name>José Pedro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11397111654418712891</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-5455294900591601065.post-2592528208637227994</id><published>2011-06-20T13:13:00.040+02:00</published><updated>2011-06-21T20:08:12.759+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A Floresta'/><title type='text'>A floresta vista por Francisco</title><content type='html'>Título: A Floresta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Autor/a: Sophia de Melo Breyner Anderson&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ilustrador/a: Teresa Olazabal Cabral&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Editora: Figueirinhas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Páginas: 61&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ISBN: 972-661-194-6&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Personagens: Isabel, Anão, Cláudio e professor Máximo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Locais: Quinta e cidade&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Vilão: Não existe &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Amizades: Isabel-Anão, Isabel-Cláudio, Anão-Cláudio, Cláudio-Professor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Resumo: Isabel constroí uma casa para anões e assim conhece um anão que tem por missão dar um grande tesouro a uma pessoa que o mereça, por isso Isabel pede ajuda ao seu professor de musíca, juntos conseguem entregar o tesouro ao professor Máximo que o distribui por todos os pobres da cidade.&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&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&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5455294900591601065-2592528208637227994?l=jornaldop5poa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jornaldop5poa.blogspot.com/feeds/2592528208637227994/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5455294900591601065&amp;postID=2592528208637227994' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5455294900591601065/posts/default/2592528208637227994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5455294900591601065/posts/default/2592528208637227994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jornaldop5poa.blogspot.com/2011/06/floresta-vista-por-francisco.html' title='A floresta vista por Francisco'/><author><name>Francisco</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tA39aWEBgTg/S6s9u6s0qTI/AAAAAAAAACM/fy5UzLSkcXg/S220/francisco+Pai+4.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5455294900591601065.post-3564694120074687609</id><published>2011-06-20T13:13:00.039+02:00</published><updated>2011-06-21T20:07:36.042+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A Floresta'/><title type='text'>A Floresta</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;"A Floresta" vista por José Maria&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Título: A Floresta&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Linhas: 1358&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Páginas: 64&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Capítulos:XI (11)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Número de imagens: 3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Personagens principais: Isabel, Anão, Cláudio, Dotor Mássimo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Autora: Sophia de Melo Breyner Andreson&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Ilustradora: Teresa Olazabal Cabral&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Editora: Figueirinhas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;ISBN: 972-661-194-6&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Código de barras: 9789726611943&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Tópicos: Descrição da casa, descrição da menina, o que a menina faz durante os dias ,o que a menina sabe sobre as estações, descrição da casa do Anão, descrição do Anão, a menina a tentar se entender com o Anão , o Anão a contar histórias à menina, o Anão a contar a sua própria história, procura do bom homem, plano para ajudar o bom homem, solução para o dinheiro e despedida&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Resumo: Era uma vez uma menina chamada Isabel que vivia numa casa muito grande. Um dia ela encontrou um anão e ficaram grandes amigos. O anão contou-lhe que tinha de dar uns cofres com ouro à pessoa certa que acobou por o dotor Mássimo que utilizou para dar aos pobres.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5455294900591601065-3564694120074687609?l=jornaldop5poa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jornaldop5poa.blogspot.com/feeds/3564694120074687609/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5455294900591601065&amp;postID=3564694120074687609' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5455294900591601065/posts/default/3564694120074687609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5455294900591601065/posts/default/3564694120074687609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jornaldop5poa.blogspot.com/2011/06/floresta.html' title='A Floresta'/><author><name>José Maria 15</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09540792195319386766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wDbUwDh9nts/S6sy6zmgmrI/AAAAAAAAABE/4rPuvOCjgrk/S220/jose+maria+pai+1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5455294900591601065.post-114898376264442868</id><published>2011-06-20T13:11:00.009+02:00</published><updated>2011-06-21T20:10:15.145+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A Floresta'/><title type='text'>A Floresta feita pela Carmo</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5NOCCuP1HHw/TgDNRGDVNnI/AAAAAAAAAWE/f8Wj6-KRvGc/s1600/a%2Bfloresta.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620718028524435058" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5NOCCuP1HHw/TgDNRGDVNnI/AAAAAAAAAWE/f8Wj6-KRvGc/s400/a%2Bfloresta.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 179px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 281px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: webdings; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 130%; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ficha de leitura:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 130%; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Título:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt; A Floresta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Publicado:&lt;/span&gt; 1968&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Autora:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt; Sophia de Mello Breyner Andresen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ilustrações:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt; Teresa Olazabal Cabral&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Páginas com texto:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt; 61&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Editora:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt; Figueirinhas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Personagens:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt; Isabel, cozinheira, criada Mariana, jardineiro, anão, frades, ladrões, mercador, cientista, pessoas sábias da cidade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Locais:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt; Quinta, casa feita por Isabel, floresta, parque onde se situa o lago, cidade, casa do cientista.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tópicos:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt; 1. descrição da quinta;&lt;br /&gt;2. descrição de Isabel;&lt;br /&gt;3. descrição da quinta;&lt;br /&gt;4. descrição da quinta nas 4 estações;&lt;br /&gt;5. descrição da casa;&lt;br /&gt;6. descrição da sala de baile;&lt;br /&gt;7. descrição da casa;&lt;br /&gt;8. na floresta;&lt;br /&gt;9. história do tesouro;&lt;br /&gt;10. o anão precisa de ajuda;&lt;br /&gt;11. a notícia do cientista funcionou demais;&lt;br /&gt;12. a despedida do anão;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: webdings; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 130%; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Resumo:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt; Era uma vez uma menina chamada Isabel. Ela conhecia a sua quinta e a sua grande casa de cor. Um dia, foi ler um livro para a floresta e encontrou um bom sítio para construir uma casa de anões. Então construiu uma. No dia seguinte encontrou lá um anão que ao princípio era aborrecido, mas depois de contar tudo sobre ele e as suas aventuras, tornou-se um verdadeiro amigo de Isabel. Ele contou-lhe uma história sobre ladrões, mercadores, frades, animais... A conclusão da mensagem do anão era que um frade tinha-lhe confiado um tesouro de um ladrão e ele não conseguia livrar-se dele. Subitamente, Isabel teve uma ideia excelente. Chamou o seu professor de música e os três descobriram o tesouro. Mas como o professor de música não queria o tesouro, estava tudo perdido (quase). De repente, o professor de música teve também uma ideia excelente. Tinha um amigo cientista, contou tudo sobre ele ao anão e à Isabel. Depois deste ter visto o ouro todo, tornou-se um cientista famoso. Mas tinha um problema e queria livrar-se dele. Um dia, houve um incêndio no seu laboratório e ele ficou muito feliz porque o seu problema ficou resolvido.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maria do Carmo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5455294900591601065-114898376264442868?l=jornaldop5poa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jornaldop5poa.blogspot.com/feeds/114898376264442868/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5455294900591601065&amp;postID=114898376264442868' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5455294900591601065/posts/default/114898376264442868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5455294900591601065/posts/default/114898376264442868'/><link rel='alternate' 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no caminho entre o moinho e a casa do pequeno Hans, no seu jardim, no caminho para a casa do médico e para o mercado (e à margem do lago).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Resumo da história:&lt;/span&gt; Era uma vez um homem chamado Hans. O seu melhor amigo era moleiro. Um dia, o moleiro pediu-lhe tantas coisas por um carrinho-de-mão, que o pequeno Hans morreu a meio de um dos pedidos do moleiro. Depois o moleiro não lhe deu carrinho-de-mão nenhum e ficou arrependido por todos os pedidos que lhe tinha feito.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comentário pessoal:&lt;/span&gt; É perciso contar uma história com moralidade a alguém sem sentimentos. Foi o que o Pintarroxo tentou fazer, mas o Rato-Almiscareiro não ligou nenhuma porque não gostava de histórias com moralidade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maria do Carmo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5455294900591601065-1034368666993722399?l=jornaldop5poa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jornaldop5poa.blogspot.com/feeds/1034368666993722399/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5455294900591601065&amp;postID=1034368666993722399' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5455294900591601065/posts/default/1034368666993722399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5455294900591601065/posts/default/1034368666993722399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jornaldop5poa.blogspot.com/2011/05/contos-de-sempre-o-amigo-dedicado.html' title='Contos de Sempre - O amigo dedicado'/><author><name>Carmo S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11264397876535524563</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ezJ4Iy-R81c/S9gnv0ez3qI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/Jf1NABp94Cg/S220/gatinho.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5455294900591601065.post-1721426605977043907</id><published>2011-05-31T18:26:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2011-05-31T18:46:00.749+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ficha de leitura'/><title type='text'>Contos de sempre - A Lua</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QjGfz2NR9zs/TeUbLmNANeI/AAAAAAAAAQg/xEA6QVDwjsY/s1600/a%2BLua.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 225px; height: 225px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QjGfz2NR9zs/TeUbLmNANeI/AAAAAAAAAQg/xEA6QVDwjsY/s400/a%2BLua.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612922396634789346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Título do livro:&lt;/span&gt; "Contos de sempre" - "A Lua".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Autores:&lt;/span&gt; Jacob e Wilhelm Grimm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quem são as personagens da história?:&lt;/span&gt; As personagens da história são: os quatro rapazes, o lavrador, os mortos e São Pedro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Onde decorre a ação?:&lt;/span&gt; A ação decorre numa "terra da escuridão" e num outro reino.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Resumo da história:&lt;/span&gt; Era uma vez uma terra onde não havia luz. Um dia, quatro rapazes foram até outro reino, onde existia a Lua. Eles roubaram-na e levaram-na para a sua terra. Quando os quatro morreram, cada um teve um quatro da Lua. Quando a Lua já estava no Inferno, os mortos acordaram. São Pedro ouviu o barulho todo, foi lá, acalmou os mortos e levou a Lua, depois pendurou-a no céu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comentário Pessoal:&lt;/span&gt; esta história é engraçada porque conta que a Lua foi parar ao céu, não está no espaço.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maria do Carmo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5455294900591601065-1721426605977043907?l=jornaldop5poa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jornaldop5poa.blogspot.com/feeds/1721426605977043907/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5455294900591601065&amp;postID=1721426605977043907' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5455294900591601065/posts/default/1721426605977043907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5455294900591601065/posts/default/1721426605977043907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jornaldop5poa.blogspot.com/2011/05/contos-de-sempre-lua.html' title='Contos de sempre - A Lua'/><author><name>Carmo S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11264397876535524563</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ezJ4Iy-R81c/S9gnv0ez3qI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/Jf1NABp94Cg/S220/gatinho.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QjGfz2NR9zs/TeUbLmNANeI/AAAAAAAAAQg/xEA6QVDwjsY/s72-c/a%2BLua.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5455294900591601065.post-3898619344354014840</id><published>2011-05-31T17:35:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2011-05-31T18:10:56.192+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ficha de leitura'/><title type='text'>Contos de Sempre - Os seis companheiros invencíveis</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Título do livro:&lt;/span&gt; "Contos de Sempre" - "Os seis companheiros invencíveis".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Autora:&lt;/span&gt; Maria Amália Vaz de Carvalho e Golçalves Crespo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Quem são as personagens da história?:&lt;/span&gt; As personagens da história são o soldado, o homem que cortava lenha, o caçador, o rapaz do moinho, o maganão, o homem do chapéu, o Rei, os seus soldados e a princesa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Onde decorre a ação?:&lt;/span&gt; A ação decorre no caminho para o palácio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Resumo da história:&lt;/span&gt; Um dia um soldado que ganhava mal a sua vida, estava a caminho para o palácio do Rei, e encontrou novos amigos. Chegando ao palácio Real, o Rei propôs ao soldado de fazer uma corrida com a princesa. Um dos seus amigos era corredor e ganhou a corrida com a princesa. O Rei quis-se vingar, mas não conseguiu porque os seis companheiros eram invencíveis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Comentário Pessoal:&lt;/span&gt; Os seis companheiros invencíveis pensavam que não conseguiam nada, mas acabáram por conseguir tudo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maria do Carmo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5455294900591601065-3898619344354014840?l=jornaldop5poa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jornaldop5poa.blogspot.com/feeds/3898619344354014840/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5455294900591601065&amp;postID=3898619344354014840' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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dedicado</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Contos de sempre&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Título: O amigo dedicado&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Páginas: 19&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Linhas: 319&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Parágrafos: 15&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Moral: a amizade é uma troca e uma ajuda constante entre amigos, não pode ser um &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;jogo de interesses e ninguém pode usar ou abusar de outro ser humano&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Personagens: O Rato-Almiscareiro, a Pata, o Pintarrouxo ( quem conta a história do pequeno Hans e do Moleiro) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Autor: Oscar Wilde&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5455294900591601065-867130838307813960?l=jornaldop5poa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jornaldop5poa.blogspot.com/feeds/867130838307813960/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5455294900591601065&amp;postID=867130838307813960' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5455294900591601065/posts/default/867130838307813960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5455294900591601065/posts/default/867130838307813960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jornaldop5poa.blogspot.com/2011/05/o-amigo-dedicado.html' title='O amigo dedicado'/><author><name>José Maria 15</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09540792195319386766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wDbUwDh9nts/S6sy6zmgmrI/AAAAAAAAABE/4rPuvOCjgrk/S220/jose+maria+pai+1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5455294900591601065.post-5410818051972363910</id><published>2011-05-30T17:54:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2011-05-30T18:22:11.420+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Conto'/><title type='text'>A Lua</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Contos de sempre&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Título: A Lua&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Páginas: 4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Linhas: 63&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Parágrafos: 5&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Moral: não vale apena roubar porque a justiça volta a meter tudo no normal&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Personagens ou objetos principais: Quatro irmãos e a lua&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Autor(s): Irmãos Grim&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5455294900591601065-5410818051972363910?l=jornaldop5poa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jornaldop5poa.blogspot.com/feeds/5410818051972363910/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5455294900591601065&amp;postID=5410818051972363910' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5455294900591601065/posts/default/5410818051972363910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5455294900591601065/posts/default/5410818051972363910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jornaldop5poa.blogspot.com/2011/05/lua.html' title='A Lua'/><author><name>José Maria 15</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09540792195319386766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wDbUwDh9nts/S6sy6zmgmrI/AAAAAAAAABE/4rPuvOCjgrk/S220/jose+maria+pai+1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5455294900591601065.post-3127803134329113869</id><published>2011-05-29T09:37:00.006+02:00</published><updated>2011-05-30T18:22:42.937+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Conto'/><title type='text'>O Barba Azul</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Contos de sempre&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Título: O Barba Azul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Páginas: 8&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Linhas: 168&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parágrafos: 40&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Personagens: Barba Azul, Leonora, Ana, quatro irmãos e a mãe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moral: ser muito curioso pode fazer desgraças&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Autor: Charles Perrault&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5455294900591601065-3127803134329113869?l=jornaldop5poa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jornaldop5poa.blogspot.com/feeds/3127803134329113869/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5455294900591601065&amp;postID=3127803134329113869' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5455294900591601065/posts/default/3127803134329113869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5455294900591601065/posts/default/3127803134329113869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jornaldop5poa.blogspot.com/2011/05/o-barba-azul_29.html' title='O Barba Azul'/><author><name>José Maria 15</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09540792195319386766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wDbUwDh9nts/S6sy6zmgmrI/AAAAAAAAABE/4rPuvOCjgrk/S220/jose+maria+pai+1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5455294900591601065.post-2247804615462842062</id><published>2011-05-23T19:27:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2011-05-23T20:25:42.142+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Contos de sempre'/><title type='text'>Os seis companheiros invencíveis</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Contos de sempre&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ruA46yTln2Y/TdqdlEwI69I/AAAAAAAAABU/QG7vaGlPVFw/s1600/contos%2Bde%2Bsempre.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; width: 261px; height: 320px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609969546099747794" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ruA46yTln2Y/TdqdlEwI69I/AAAAAAAAABU/QG7vaGlPVFw/s320/contos%2Bde%2Bsempre.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Título: “Os seis companheiros invencíveis”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Parágrafos: 77                                                       &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Linhas: 175&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Páginas: 10&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Escritor/a: Maria Amália Vaz de Carvalho e Gonçalves Crespo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Personagens: os seis companheiros, rei e princesa&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Personagens principais: os seis companheiros&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Desenvolvimento: a proposta do rei: quem conseguisse ganhar uma corrida à princesa casaria com ela, mas se perdesse seria degolado. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Conclusão: o soldado ganhou a corrida contra a princesa e como recompensa recebeu todo o dinheiro do palácio porque a princesa recusava-se a casar com ele (a princesa e o rei pensavam que o soldado iria perder, e tiveram uma surpresa…).&lt;/em&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/5455294900591601065-2247804615462842062?l=jornaldop5poa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jornaldop5poa.blogspot.com/feeds/2247804615462842062/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5455294900591601065&amp;postID=2247804615462842062' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5455294900591601065/posts/default/2247804615462842062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5455294900591601065/posts/default/2247804615462842062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jornaldop5poa.blogspot.com/2011/05/os-seis-companheiros-invenciveis_23.html' title='Os seis companheiros invencíveis'/><author><name>Sara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14456024346231431187</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/' 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Charles Perraut.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Personagens: Barba Azul, filha da vizinha, amigas da filha da vizinha e os 2 irmãos da filha da vizinha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Local: Casa do Barba Azul.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Moral: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"A curiosidade, embora atraente,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Custa muito caro, frequentemente.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Todos os dias os exemplos são tantos!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;É um prazer fácil de alcançar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Quando se tem perde os encantos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;E muito caro acaba por ficar". ( do livro)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Devemos cumprir o que nos dizem de fazer ou sofremos consequências graves. Nunca se deve desitir. ( meu )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Comentário pessoal: É uma história engraçada da qual eu gostei muito.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5455294900591601065-1978988178695295226?l=jornaldop5poa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jornaldop5poa.blogspot.com/feeds/1978988178695295226/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5455294900591601065&amp;postID=1978988178695295226' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5455294900591601065/posts/default/1978988178695295226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5455294900591601065/posts/default/1978988178695295226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jornaldop5poa.blogspot.com/2011/05/barba-azul.html' title='Barba Azul'/><author><name>Tomás B.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ISVIRzO6pQg/TZhD97XwvrI/AAAAAAAAAB0/RQnUA6ISC9A/s220/DSC_0172.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DHJ0aeMcxXY/TdllrbC3-dI/AAAAAAAAADY/ZFtipG2QBsk/s72-c/barba%2Bazul.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5455294900591601065.post-2402908909071456930</id><published>2011-05-22T19:50:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2011-05-22T22:17:06.186+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Ficha Descritiva dos Contos de Sempre</title><content type='html'>Ficha do Conto:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nome do Conto: A Lua&lt;br /&gt;Assunto: A história da lua&lt;br /&gt;Autor(es):Jacob e Wilhelm Grimm&lt;br /&gt;Livro(s) em que o conto se encontra: "Contos de sempre" (Porto Editora)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ficha dos Autores:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nome: Jacob Ludwig Karl Grimm&lt;br /&gt;Data de nascimento: 1785&lt;br /&gt;Data da morte: 1863 (78 anos)&lt;br /&gt;Local de nascimento: Hanau, Alemanha&lt;br /&gt;Local de sepultura: Berlim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nome: Wilhelm Ludwig Karl Grimm&lt;br /&gt;Data de nascimento: 24 de Fevereiro de 1786&lt;br /&gt;Data da morte: 16 de Dezembro de 1859 (73 anos)&lt;br /&gt;Local de nascimento: Hanau, Alemanha&lt;br /&gt;Local de sepultura: Berlim&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5455294900591601065-2402908909071456930?l=jornaldop5poa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jornaldop5poa.blogspot.com/feeds/2402908909071456930/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5455294900591601065&amp;postID=2402908909071456930' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5455294900591601065/posts/default/2402908909071456930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5455294900591601065/posts/default/2402908909071456930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jornaldop5poa.blogspot.com/2011/05/ficha-descritiva-dos-con.html' title='Ficha Descritiva dos Contos de Sempre'/><author><name>José Pedro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11397111654418712891</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-5455294900591601065.post-4904646511980043499</id><published>2011-05-22T19:24:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2011-05-22T19:39:00.492+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0LfOvVi-Qnk/TdlKHzjmgKI/AAAAAAAAAQY/_txMiD0Xrds/s1600/chave2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 255px; height: 198px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0LfOvVi-Qnk/TdlKHzjmgKI/AAAAAAAAAQY/_txMiD0Xrds/s400/chave2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609596308825735330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Título do livro:&lt;/span&gt; “O Barba Azul” (“Contos de Sempre”)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Autor:&lt;/span&gt; Charles Perrault&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Personagens da história:&lt;/span&gt; O Barba Azul, a sua mulher, as suas amigas, a sua irmã Ana e os seus dois irmãos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Onde decorre a a(c)ção?:&lt;/span&gt; A a(c)ção decorre em casa do Barba Azul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Resumo da história:&lt;/span&gt; Era uma vez um homem que tinha muitas riquezas. Ninguém gostava dele por causa da sua barba azul. Um dia uma mulher casou-se com ele. O marido dela, o Barba Azul, teve de partir, e deu-lhe todas as suas chaves. Ela não podia abrir o escritório mas teve curiosidade e abriu-o. Quando Barba Azul voltou, descobriu que a mulher abriu o escritório, e então decidiu matá-la. Ela disse à sua irmã, Ana, para chamar os seus irmãos para a irem salvar. Quando Barba Azul ía para a decapitar, os seus irmãos entraram e... sabem o que aconteceu? Para saberem a resposta, leiam a história!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Comentário Pessoal:&lt;/span&gt; A história “Barba Azul” é uma história de aventura, uma história que pretende mostrar que quando se sente mesmo que se está perto da morte, não pode haver coisa melhor do que... bem, o melhor é ler a história.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nota:&lt;/span&gt; A mulher do Barba Azul nunca se sentiu tão viva como quando esteve perto da morte (esta expressão retirei-a do filme “Idade do Gelo 3”).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5455294900591601065-4904646511980043499?l=jornaldop5poa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jornaldop5poa.blogspot.com/feeds/4904646511980043499/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5455294900591601065&amp;postID=4904646511980043499' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5455294900591601065/posts/default/4904646511980043499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5455294900591601065/posts/default/4904646511980043499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jornaldop5poa.blogspot.com/2011/05/titulo-do-livro-o-barba-azul-contos-de.html' title=''/><author><name>Carmo S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11264397876535524563</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ezJ4Iy-R81c/S9gnv0ez3qI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/Jf1NABp94Cg/S220/gatinho.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0LfOvVi-Qnk/TdlKHzjmgKI/AAAAAAAAAQY/_txMiD0Xrds/s72-c/chave2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5455294900591601065.post-7918177063958182263</id><published>2011-05-22T19:05:00.005+02:00</published><updated>2011-05-22T20:16:53.037+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='analise de um conto'/><title type='text'>Analise do conto: "Os seis companheiros invenciveis"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Titulo&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;"Os seis companheiros invenciveis"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Autores:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Maria Amalia Vaz de Carvalho e Gonçalves Crespo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;n° de paginas&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt; 10&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Personagens:&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Rei; um homem; um caçador; um soldado; um rapaz; uma princesa; um homem de uma so perna; um individuo com um chapéu inclinado numa orelha; um individuo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Resumo:&lt;/span&gt; Era uma vez um soldado  que servia o rei, mas como ele não estava satisfeito, deu-lhe dois vinteins e mandou-o embora no fim da guerra... O soldado não ficou contente, e prometeu vingar-se, se arranjasse quem o ajudasse. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;  Foi andando pela estrada e foi encontrando cinco homens; uns mais convencidos do que os outros porque eram valentes. Um porque carregava 3 àrvores às costas; outro movia moinhos a sete léguas... Juntavam-se os seis, e diziam que iam conseguir tudo!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt; Quando chegaram à cidade mais proxima, o rei dizia que quem vencesse a sua filha, tinha a sua mão em prémio. Eles conseguiram vencer a princesa, mas não quizeram a mão dela, mas sim dinheiro em troca. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&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/5455294900591601065-7918177063958182263?l=jornaldop5poa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jornaldop5poa.blogspot.com/feeds/7918177063958182263/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5455294900591601065&amp;postID=7918177063958182263' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5455294900591601065/posts/default/7918177063958182263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5455294900591601065/posts/default/7918177063958182263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jornaldop5poa.blogspot.com/2011/05/analise-do-conto-os-seis-companheiros.html' title='Analise do conto: &quot;Os seis companheiros invenciveis&quot;'/><author><name>Daniel Garcia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08926467370513793664</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-5455294900591601065.post-2374613794590542518</id><published>2011-05-22T14:34:00.020+02:00</published><updated>2011-05-22T18:19:05.465+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Contos de sempre'/><title type='text'>O Barba Azul</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TFi_P-floS0/TdkblY3ATdI/AAAAAAAAANI/3fSGpVoUtLw/s1600/Barba_Azul__.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 212px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 168px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609545140008930770" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TFi_P-floS0/TdkblY3ATdI/AAAAAAAAANI/3fSGpVoUtLw/s200/Barba_Azul__.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Título&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000099;"&gt;O Barba Azul ;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Autor:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000099;"&gt;Charles Perrault (1628-1703) ;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Perssonagens:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000099;"&gt;Barba Azul, a mulher dele, a irmã dela, os irmãos dela, as amigas e as visinhas dela ;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;Localização no espaço:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Casa do Barba Azul ;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;Introdução:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Do 1° ao fim do 3° parágrafo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt; ;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ajIUIDoIVwM/TdkadmbHOsI/AAAAAAAAANA/0E-phS1iZsA/s1600/barba-azul_porao.jpg"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 120px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 161px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609543906699459266" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ajIUIDoIVwM/TdkadmbHOsI/AAAAAAAAANA/0E-phS1iZsA/s200/barba-azul_porao.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;Desenvolvimento:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Do 4° ao fim do 54° parágrafo ;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;Conclusão:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Do 55° ao fim do 56° parágrafo ;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;N° de folhas:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;5 ;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;N° de páginas:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000099;"&gt;10 ;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;N° de parágrafos:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;56 ;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;N° de linhas:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;184 ;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;Moral:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000099;"&gt;A curiosidade, embora atraente,&lt;br /&gt;Custa muito caro, frequentemente.&lt;br /&gt;Todos os dias os exemplos são tantos!&lt;br /&gt;É um prazer fácil de alcançar.&lt;br /&gt;Quando se tem perde os encantos&lt;br /&gt;E muito c&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rr0mJzisQgk/Tdkcyr8PZrI/AAAAAAAAANQ/QJEq1A2USGg/s1600/barba_azul.jpg"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 156px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609546467981092530" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rr0mJzisQgk/Tdkcyr8PZrI/AAAAAAAAANQ/QJEq1A2USGg/s200/barba_azul.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;aro acaba por ficar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Comentário pessoal:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Muito gira, gostei muito (é um grande escritor) ;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5455294900591601065-2374613794590542518?l=jornaldop5poa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jornaldop5poa.blogspot.com/feeds/2374613794590542518/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5455294900591601065&amp;postID=2374613794590542518' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5455294900591601065/posts/default/2374613794590542518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5455294900591601065/posts/default/2374613794590542518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jornaldop5poa.blogspot.com/2011/05/contos-de-sempre_6520.html' title='O Barba Azul'/><author><name>Rafael V.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nlfVPUD67w8/S6s8aS909sI/AAAAAAAAAFg/Jk53XIqtCRA/S220/Rafael+dia+do+Pai+2.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TFi_P-floS0/TdkblY3ATdI/AAAAAAAAANI/3fSGpVoUtLw/s72-c/Barba_Azul__.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5455294900591601065.post-4569735405734466320</id><published>2011-05-22T14:14:00.008+02:00</published><updated>2011-05-22T14:49:24.403+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Contos de sempre'/><title type='text'>O Barba Azul</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GZN1oMkqY0o/TdkFk8XUYiI/AAAAAAAAAHw/HQ8XwqBqnpM/s1600/espreitando%2Bpela%2Bfechadura%2Bbarba%2Bazul.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: 258px; height: 195px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GZN1oMkqY0o/TdkFk8XUYiI/AAAAAAAAAHw/HQ8XwqBqnpM/s320/espreitando%2Bpela%2Bfechadura%2Bbarba%2Bazul.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609520943104025122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-T1ywdMD2kh4/TdkFdk5jI6I/AAAAAAAAAHo/Mm7u_UDklvM/s1600/espreitando%2Bpela%2Bfechadura%2Bbarba%2Bazul.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SVtkyuIPoVk/TdkFMsoiTLI/AAAAAAAAAHg/RSaazwU9mhA/s1600/espreitando%2Bpela%2Bfechadura%2Bbarba%2Bazul.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Q4ortrG0Rlo/TdkFCFfg5DI/AAAAAAAAAHY/iwOLxoiDmng/s1600/barba%2Bazul%2Bchave%2Bsangue.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 304px; height: 165px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Q4ortrG0Rlo/TdkFCFfg5DI/AAAAAAAAAHY/iwOLxoiDmng/s400/barba%2Bazul%2Bchave%2Bsangue.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609520344258896946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Título do livro :&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; O Barba Azul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Autor: &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Charles Perrault&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Quem são as personagens da história ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;As personagens da história são o Barba Azul , a mulher , os irmãos da mulher  , a irmã da mulher ,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;as amigas e as visinhas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Onde decorre a ação?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Na casa do Barba Azul.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Comentário pessoal: Eu acho que é uma história muito gira!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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Azul'/><author><name>António</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12102801060208222197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yqzFx5Zdcag/S6swvQNppEI/AAAAAAAAAEM/hWR8TfUy3VQ/S220/pai+1Ant%C3%B3nio.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GZN1oMkqY0o/TdkFk8XUYiI/AAAAAAAAAHw/HQ8XwqBqnpM/s72-c/espreitando%2Bpela%2Bfechadura%2Bbarba%2Bazul.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5455294900591601065.post-9103569583994398631</id><published>2011-05-22T12:41:00.007+02:00</published><updated>2011-05-22T14:21:47.634+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Contos e sempre</title><content type='html'>Nome : OS Seis Companheiros Invencíveis .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Autor : Maria Amalia Vaz De Carvalho e Gonçalves Crespo .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Historia : Seis companheiros Invencíveis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Desenvolvimento : Vingança ao rei.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5455294900591601065-9103569583994398631?l=jornaldop5poa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jornaldop5poa.blogspot.com/feeds/9103569583994398631/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5455294900591601065&amp;postID=9103569583994398631' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5455294900591601065/posts/default/9103569583994398631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5455294900591601065/posts/default/9103569583994398631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jornaldop5poa.blogspot.com/2011/05/contos-e-sempre.html' title='Contos e sempre'/><author><name>Eduardo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03468130646587967027</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Oh1Ufm1UcU/S6s9LGTPeLI/AAAAAAAAADc/3-qxMicyiUI/S220/eduardo+dia+do+pai+1.bmp'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5455294900591601065.post-7142256164441385724</id><published>2011-05-22T12:06:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2011-05-22T17:40:41.761+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Contos de sempre'/><title type='text'>Os Seis Companheiros Invencíveis</title><content type='html'>Estive a ler um conto chamado "Os Seis Companheiros Invencíveis".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Foi escrito por Maria Amália Vaz de Carvalho e por Gonçalves Crespo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;O personagem principal é um soldado.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fala de um soldado que se quer vingar de um rei e que para isso encontra amigos. juntos conseguem &lt;span style="background-color: yellow;"&gt;superrar&lt;/span&gt; todas as provas que o rei lhes dá.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gostei muito da história porque fala de amizade. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&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/5455294900591601065-7142256164441385724?l=jornaldop5poa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jornaldop5poa.blogspot.com/feeds/7142256164441385724/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5455294900591601065&amp;postID=7142256164441385724' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5455294900591601065/posts/default/7142256164441385724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5455294900591601065/posts/default/7142256164441385724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jornaldop5poa.blogspot.com/2011/05/os-seis-companheiros-invenciveis.html' title='Os Seis Companheiros Invencíveis'/><author><name>Francisco</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tA39aWEBgTg/S6s9u6s0qTI/AAAAAAAAACM/fy5UzLSkcXg/S220/francisco+Pai+4.bmp'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5455294900591601065.post-8524945692882769385</id><published>2011-05-22T11:00:00.005+02:00</published><updated>2011-05-22T14:25:04.943+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Contos de sempre'/><title type='text'>CONTOS DE SEMPRE</title><content type='html'>Nome:os seis companheiros invencíveis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Personagens: soldado; caçador; rei; homem que sopra; valentão; individuo; homem do chapéu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Autor: Maria Amalia Vaz de Carvalho e Gonçalves Crespo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;História/desenvolvimento:Vingar-se do rei;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Linhas:174&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Páginas:10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comentário pessoal:Eu gostei muito deste conto&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5455294900591601065-8524945692882769385?l=jornaldop5poa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jornaldop5poa.blogspot.com/feeds/8524945692882769385/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5455294900591601065&amp;postID=8524945692882769385' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5455294900591601065/posts/default/8524945692882769385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5455294900591601065/posts/default/8524945692882769385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jornaldop5poa.blogspot.com/2011/05/contos-de-sempre_4360.html' title='CONTOS DE SEMPRE'/><author><name>Paulo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17163953718357544360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FCgFUxEOsQU/S9ASs5rVaiI/AAAAAAAAAD0/M4vbLQZV8z4/S220/Urso4.bmp'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5455294900591601065.post-7851595843835500560</id><published>2011-05-22T10:12:00.005+02:00</published><updated>2011-05-22T14:26:32.598+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Contos de sempre'/><title type='text'>Contos de sempre</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Contos e sempre&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Título: Os seis companheiros invencíveis;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;personagens: sodado, rei, caçador, individuo, valentão, rapaz que sopra;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Autor: Maria Amália Vaz de Carvalho e Gonçalo Crespo;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Desenvolvimento: Vingar-se do rei;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Linhas: 10&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Parágrafos: 77&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Páginas: 10&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3333ff;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Comentário pessoal: &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Eu acho que o conto é muito engraçado.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Aconselho a sua leitura.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&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/5455294900591601065-7851595843835500560?l=jornaldop5poa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jornaldop5poa.blogspot.com/feeds/7851595843835500560/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5455294900591601065&amp;postID=7851595843835500560' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5455294900591601065/posts/default/7851595843835500560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5455294900591601065/posts/default/7851595843835500560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jornaldop5poa.blogspot.com/2011/05/contos-de-sempre_22.html' title='Contos de sempre'/><author><name>Pedro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05701576915118959224</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-5455294900591601065.post-5995413530810878245</id><published>2011-05-21T19:45:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2011-05-21T19:49:32.721+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Barba Azul'/><title type='text'>Contos de Sempre</title><content type='html'>Eu li o conto "Barba Azul" e achei engraçado. A minha parte preferida é quando a sua mulher entra no seu gabinete e encontra o corpo das suas outras mulheres. Comentário Pessoal:&lt;br /&gt;Devem ler este conto porque é engraçado.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5455294900591601065-5995413530810878245?l=jornaldop5poa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jornaldop5poa.blogspot.com/feeds/5995413530810878245/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5455294900591601065&amp;postID=5995413530810878245' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5455294900591601065/posts/default/5995413530810878245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5455294900591601065/posts/default/5995413530810878245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jornaldop5poa.blogspot.com/2011/05/contos-de-sempre_21.html' title='Contos de Sempre'/><author><name>Ricardo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15283339708412294528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MDU8PN77sxI/TgB-XWIJsBI/AAAAAAAAAKE/_K9-wRIZC5w/s220/freddy-krueger%255B1%255D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5455294900591601065.post-3683437698781699396</id><published>2011-05-20T10:54:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2011-05-28T19:46:09.728+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trabalho de grupo'/><title type='text'>Trabalho de grupo</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe frameborder="0" height="309" src="http://player.vimeo.com/video/23898374?byline=0&amp;amp;portrait=0&amp;amp;autoplay=0" width="550"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trabalho de grupo dos alunos para a criação de maquete de uma casa, com orçamento para recheio...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Medidas, áreas, volumes, retas, escalas, expressão plástica, excel, fórmulas, somatório, respeito pelos outros, tomada de decisões, trabalho em grupo...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5455294900591601065-3683437698781699396?l=jornaldop5poa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jornaldop5poa.blogspot.com/feeds/3683437698781699396/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5455294900591601065&amp;postID=3683437698781699396' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5455294900591601065/posts/default/3683437698781699396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5455294900591601065/posts/default/3683437698781699396'/><link 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caçador, indivíduo, valentão, rapaz que sopra e outro indivíduo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;autore(s): Maria Amália Vaz de Carvalho e Gonçalves crespo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5455294900591601065-4762257849434501063?l=jornaldop5poa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jornaldop5poa.blogspot.com/feeds/4762257849434501063/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5455294900591601065&amp;postID=4762257849434501063' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5455294900591601065/posts/default/4762257849434501063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5455294900591601065/posts/default/4762257849434501063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jornaldop5poa.blogspot.com/2011/05/contos-de-sempre.html' title='Contos de sempre'/><author><name>José Maria 15</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09540792195319386766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wDbUwDh9nts/S6sy6zmgmrI/AAAAAAAAABE/4rPuvOCjgrk/S220/jose+maria+pai+1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5455294900591601065.post-2277591321678297112</id><published>2011-05-16T08:18:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2011-05-22T14:28:45.343+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Museu'/><title type='text'>O museu das ciências</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://t0.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcQc0kEyYE59NNfeLfoNCw1IDuLl0yoHVhgTE4pReY9zhpv1qP2rlnC-qSo"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://t0.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcQc0kEyYE59NNfeLfoNCw1IDuLl0yoHVhgTE4pReY9zhpv1qP2rlnC-qSo" style="cursor: hand; float: right; height: 78px; margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; width: 104px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;No dia 10 de maio de 2011, às 8:30 h , fomos ao museu das ciências, em Bruxelas, de autocarro.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Primeiro estivemos a ver coisas sobre a evolução da terra. Vimos muitos animais marinhos e um ou dois de agora.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pouco depois, fomos ver as Baleias. Havia muitos fósseis de baleias no teto e nas paredes. Também havia textos que diziam coisas sobre elas. O que eu gostei foi o que dizia que estavam em vias de extinção, por isso são protegidas pela GreenPeace e pela WWF&lt;br /&gt;A próxima paragem foi para almoçar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A seguir, fomos à parte da evolução do homem. Mostrava a comparação de um Homo Sapien Sapiens a um australopiteco.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No fim fomos à parte dos dinossauros e pudemos estar cada um por si. Eu gostei de estar a fingir que estava a descobrir um fóssil.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu gostei mais da parte da evolução. Gostei dãos animais marinhos. Mostrava que os trilobites são os peixes que vivem há mais tempo, que a terra tinha evoluído na água, que alguns peixes antigos são parecidos com os de agora (…)&lt;br /&gt;Bem, eu gostei muito do museu!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5455294900591601065-2277591321678297112?l=jornaldop5poa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jornaldop5poa.blogspot.com/feeds/2277591321678297112/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5455294900591601065&amp;postID=2277591321678297112' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5455294900591601065/posts/default/2277591321678297112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5455294900591601065/posts/default/2277591321678297112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jornaldop5poa.blogspot.com/2011/05/o-museu-das-ciencias.html' title='O museu das ciências'/><author><name>José Maria 15</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09540792195319386766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wDbUwDh9nts/S6sy6zmgmrI/AAAAAAAAABE/4rPuvOCjgrk/S220/jose+maria+pai+1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5455294900591601065.post-7800436574878826292</id><published>2011-05-15T19:30:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2011-05-15T20:00:47.799+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Expo Arte'/><title type='text'>POP ARTE EM PORTUGUÊS :  Expoarte 2011</title><content type='html'>&amp;nbsp;Pela Carmo S. :&lt;br /&gt;No dia 11 de abril às 9:15 fomos visitar a exposição de ARTE na nossa escola.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Dz_pYi3bwcY/TdATmNgnBLI/AAAAAAAATLk/F2Vb0944kaM/s1600/IMG_0417.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Dz_pYi3bwcY/TdATmNgnBLI/AAAAAAAATLk/F2Vb0944kaM/s320/IMG_0417.JPG" width="238" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iVWv-rphO8Q/TdATf6MexKI/AAAAAAAATLU/8S6ACB1-Z_w/s1600/IMG_0413.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iVWv-rphO8Q/TdATf6MexKI/AAAAAAAATLU/8S6ACB1-Z_w/s320/IMG_0413.JPG" width="238" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Todas as turmas da escola primária fizeram um trabalho criativo e expuseram-no na exposição। O tema deste ano é “Liberdade”: liberdade nos temas e liberdade nas técnicas.&lt;br /&gt;A visita foi muito interessante. Vimos trabalhos de várias turmas, desde à Maternal ao quinto ano. Havia vários tipos de culturas, trabalhos com colagens, recortes, desenhos...&lt;br /&gt;O trabalho que mais me marcou foi um trabalho feito pelas crianças da Maternal. Era um trabalho feito com colagens, pintura, desenho e recortes, tudo posto em camisolas, por isso é que o trabalho se chama “Gros Pull” lembrando-nos o dia em que “festejámos” este acontecimento.&lt;br /&gt;Não foi só deste trabalho que gostei. O trabalho do 4° ano estava muito bem apresentado, com imagens de plasticina, um livro a explicar a história do Cabo Bojador e um filme, mas esse não cheguei a ver.&lt;br /&gt;O trabalho da secção lituana também estava muito giro: animais feitos com novelos de lã, com lacinhos, bigodes de lã (nos ratos) e todos estes trabalhos espantosos postos em cima de uma espécie de “bolas espalmadas”.&lt;br /&gt;Mas os nossos trabalhos também ficaram muito bem : pintura, colagem de papéis de vários padrões, símbolos...&lt;br /&gt;O trabalho do 2° ano estava muito imaginativo. De um simples quadrado de cartolina, fizeram um quadro cheio de andorinhas, desde o branco até ao preto, misturando todas as cores do arco-íris.&lt;br /&gt;Espero que esta Esposição se repita muitas vezes e que eu possa participar. Se isso acontecer, proponho que o tema seja “Eu sou eu, e não vou mudar”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pelo Frederico B.: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FVlks2iPD34/TdATjFcTrlI/AAAAAAAATLc/4btNft4wVU4/s1600/IMG_0415.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FVlks2iPD34/TdATjFcTrlI/AAAAAAAATLc/4btNft4wVU4/s320/IMG_0415.JPG" width="238" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Vou contar-vos o que vi: &lt;br /&gt;Ao entrar na sala polivalente, nas escadas havia meninos pintados sem pormenores. No muro havia desenhos. Logo na entrada tinha ouriços-caixeiros pendurados feitos com balões feito pelos p4SWA e B. À direita tinha os trabalhos das horas-europeias. À esquerda tínhamos uma reprodução de um circo grego-romano um coliseu e uma estátua de Rómulo e Remo feito pelos 3° secundário francês e nerlandês . Mais à frente estavam os nossos cartazes. Logo ao lado era a escultura 4POA e mais à frente no lado havia uma coluna com mascaras. No muro ao fundo tinha uma orca colorida só escrito com”WALE” . No outro canto tinha o sistema solar. Mais à frente haviamascaras no chão. Depois encontrei camisas decoradas penduradas. No fim tinha foguetões de um lado e do outro, quando se puxava um foguetão de um lado o foguetão do outro lado subia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pelo Paulo : &lt;br /&gt;Todas as salas da primária contribuiram e por isso haviam imensas coisas girisimas. O meu preferido foi uma arena romana que estava muito bem feita. No próximo ano espero que haja um bom tema como este.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pelo Tomás: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2y_ZxOn-Ekw/TdAThVQICaI/AAAAAAAATLY/Jv8EMbHB0G4/s1600/IMG_0414.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2y_ZxOn-Ekw/TdAThVQICaI/AAAAAAAATLY/Jv8EMbHB0G4/s320/IMG_0414.JPG" width="238" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Por exemplo na seção Italiana estavam produzidos pequenos quadros da Mona Lisa, templos feitos de papel e uma estátua de Rómulo e Rémulo e o Cavalo de Tróia. Os alunos neerlandeses do 5°ano fizeram um peixe gigante de papel. Os suecos do 4°ano fizeram uns ouriços grandes com picos -gostei principalmente dos ouriços.  Os portugueses da maternal fizeram um cartaz sobre o sistema solar e Galileu Galilei, os do quarto ano fizeram sobre a passagem do cabo Bojador em plasticina e a minha turma fez muitos cartazes sobre os símbolos portugueses. O meu grupo fez sobre a caravela. Para o próximo ano eu gostava que o tema fosse sobre a história do país.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pelo Ricardo :  &lt;br /&gt;Achei interessante todos os projetos feitos pelos vários anos: maternal, 1°, 2°, 3°, 4° e 5° ano. O projeto mais interessante para mim foi o que eu fiz com a Joana e o Daniel sobre as arrecadas.  Também gostei dos outros projetos, como a bandeira italiana com um I no centro, o sistema solar e o circo. Eu adorei ir ver a exposição expoarte!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pelo Eduardo : &lt;br /&gt;Todos os anos há um tema diferente e as turmas todas têm de fazer um trabalho sobre o respectivo tema. Este ano o tema foi sobre a liberdade. À entrada da exposição havia uns bonecos  de cartão muito pouco realistas.Também havia esculturas, trabalhos de colagem, pintura de barro e um filme de animação sobre os descobrimentos portugueses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pelo Francisco: &lt;br /&gt;Maternal: fizeram uma representação dos planetas do sistema solar; 1.° ano: fizeram um grande coração em arame imitando a filigrana ;  2.° ano: fizeram andorinhas PoP-Art ;  3.° ano: fizeram bilhas pintadas em PoP-Art ;  4.° ano: fizeram uma representação do “Bojador” ;  5.° ano: fizeram vários símbolos portugueses em PoP-Art &lt;br /&gt;Embora tenha preferido a exposição do ano passado, gostaria que este tipo de iniciativa continuasse no futuro. Para concluir, proponho que para o ano o tema da exposição seja a “Solidariedade”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pelo Lucas : &lt;br /&gt;Nós dividimos a nossa sala por grupos e cada grupo fez um cartaz sobre um dos símbolos de Portugal em forma Pop art. O meu grupo era eu, o Rafael e o Francisco. Nós fizemos sobre o elétrico português.&lt;br /&gt;Nas horas europeias fiz três trabalhos que estavam na exposição: um com o Eduardo em que juntámos 2 folhas e desenhamos um gorila; outro que fiz sozinho, em que era preciso copiar ¼ dum dos desenhos do Leonardo da Vinci;&lt;br /&gt;no último, que também foi feito sozinho, era preciso pegar numa lata vazia e desenha-la a lápis de carvão. Depois esmagava-se a lata e desenhava-a, na mesma folha, a cores. A seguir fazia-se um desenho a partir das latas desenhadas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pelo Rafael : &lt;br /&gt;Eu e a minha turma também participámos e os nossos planos eram os símbolos portugueses,mas em POP. Eu estava no grupo com o LUCAS e com o FRANCISCO e fizemos sobre o elétrico português. PS.:Eu acho que o tema para a próxima exposição deveria ser o tema da Aventura!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pelo António : &lt;br /&gt;Nós, os portugueses do quinto ano, representámos vários objetos tradicionais de Portugal. Não fomos os únicos a participar.&lt;br /&gt;Adorei uma maqueta feita pelos neerlandeses da escola secundária que reproduziram um circo Greco-Romano.Também gostei muito das máscaras de Canibais feitas pelos alunos da p4fi.&lt;br /&gt;Gostei da exposição e gostaria de continuar a participar nos próximos anos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pela Sara : &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-w2m96XdU_eI/TdATkl6GMzI/AAAAAAAATLg/VD0HdVsQ6gk/s1600/IMG_0416.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-w2m96XdU_eI/TdATkl6GMzI/AAAAAAAATLg/VD0HdVsQ6gk/s320/IMG_0416.JPG" width="238" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Adorei ver os trabalhos da nossa turma expostos porque é uma demonstração de trabalho em conjunto e esforço. Também gostei muito do trabalho do 4°ano da nossa secção, que fez um trabalho sobre Gil Eanes ( um navegador português) em plasticina. Esta exposição acontece todos os anos, e todas as secções até ao 5°ano têm de fazer um trabalho de acordo com o tema escolhido. Este ano o tema escolhido foi “a liberdade” Eu contribuí num trabalho sobre a guitarra portuguesa em forma Pop ( um símbolo português). No próximo ano, se a exposição se repetir, eu propunha que o tema fosse “ Não somos todos iguais”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pelo José Pedro : &lt;br /&gt;Um dos cartazes de que eu gostei mais foi o da maternal portuguesa:; “O Sistema Solar” e também gostei do quadro dos holandeses do secundário: “Os monumentos romanos” porque eles tinham conseguido bem a ideia.&lt;br /&gt;Notei que os quadros estavam muito bem feitos pela parte dos alunos com esforço e rigor. Para o ano o Tema podereria ser A Vida.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pelo Gui Duarte: &lt;br /&gt;Ao lado dos nossos cartazes havia andorinhas pintadas pela turma do 2 ano, um galo de Barcelos com uma bola de futebol e um cartaz sobre o espaço feito pela maternal, um coração pelo 1 ano, um enorme vaso pelo 3 ano e um cartaz sobre o Cabo Bojador do 4 ano. O Daniel e o Lucas fizeram um desenho de corridas de carros com latas de bebidas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pelo José Maria : &lt;br /&gt;Mas não fomos só nós que fizemos as coisas. Eu também gostei de outras coisas como do Quilling. Os desenhos de Quilling são feito por papel enrolado de dentro. &lt;br /&gt;Outras coisas de que gostei foram as andorinhas e os templos Na exposição também havia umas obras sobre o sistema solar e tinha uma foto que mostrava que não é a terra o centro do universo mas sim o Sol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pelo Gui S. : &lt;br /&gt;Havia umas máscaras africanas muito engraçadas feitas pelos P4SWA. : À entrada havia uns balões transformados em porcos-espinhos. Em frente da entrada estava uma representação de uma arena romana feita de cartão.Num dos cantos da sala estava uma baleia enorme desenhada com muitas palavras WALE (baleia em inglês.). Os nosso cartazes estavam no centro da sala.&lt;br /&gt;Eu adorei a exposição, achei espetacular participar nela e gostava que para o ano o tema fosse futebol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pelo James : &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LDVz8UGESfY/TdATn-HNOKI/AAAAAAAATLo/6Aybg5a9Zyo/s1600/IMG_0418.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LDVz8UGESfY/TdATn-HNOKI/AAAAAAAATLo/6Aybg5a9Zyo/s320/IMG_0418.JPG" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Na segunda- -feira, dia 11 de abril de 2011, às 9:15h, fomos para a sala Polivalente, visitar a exposição de arte da maternal e da primária onde todas as turmas participam, ou seja fazem todos um quadro ou uma coisa do género.  A ideia da expo deste ano era a liberdade . Também é verdade que há uma expo todos os anos mas como não se sabe qual será para o ano vou fazer uma proposta no fim do texto.  O tema português era PoP Art, mas mesmo assim a maternal fez sobre o sistema solar e o 4°ano sobre o cabo Bojador com plasticina. (…)A minha sugestão é que a próximo tema da expo seja: como é que os alunos se sentem na escola.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pelo Daniel :&lt;br /&gt;A exposição foi gira, pois havia muita animação e muita agitação. &lt;br /&gt;Uma das coisas que gostei mais foi o circo romano pois era uma maquete muito bem feita. &lt;br /&gt;Havia muitas coisas  como por exemplo: o sistema solar, poparte, deco, etc... &lt;br /&gt;Uma das coisas em que eu participei foi nas "arrecadas" e tambem um desenho que fiz nas horas europeias. &lt;br /&gt;Havia muitos projetos com figuras muito interessantes, e no meio disso tudo, via-se que era um grande trabalho de equipa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pela Joana : &lt;br /&gt;O tema da nossa secção era Portugal POP. A turma foi dividida em grupos e fizemos vários trabalhos.Na exposição havia: desenho; colagem; pintura; escultura; Os trabalhos de que gostei mais foram os da secção Italiana porque reproduziram alguns monumentos em papel, em cartão e com outros materiais, e estavam muito bem feitos. Um dos trabalhos para o qual contribui foi o cartaz das arrecadas que são brincos. E outro foi para as horas europeias em que participei, fazíamos pequenos pedaços de tricô e depois a professora cozia a um pau.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P5POA&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5455294900591601065-7800436574878826292?l=jornaldop5poa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jornaldop5poa.blogspot.com/feeds/7800436574878826292/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5455294900591601065&amp;postID=7800436574878826292' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5455294900591601065/posts/default/7800436574878826292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5455294900591601065/posts/default/7800436574878826292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jornaldop5poa.blogspot.com/2011/05/pop-arte-em-portugues-expoarte-2011.html' title='POP ARTE EM PORTUGUÊS :  Expoarte 2011'/><author><name>PROF</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ciToae3juHk/TrKmRjPm0eI/AAAAAAAAWR0/HIwDWkqfiWc/s220/fotografia.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Dz_pYi3bwcY/TdATmNgnBLI/AAAAAAAATLk/F2Vb0944kaM/s72-c/IMG_0417.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5455294900591601065.post-3274273735798155535</id><published>2011-05-12T17:16:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2011-05-13T22:34:39.802+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='o museu'/><title type='text'>A visita ao museu</title><content type='html'>Fomos visitar o museu das ciências naturais no dia 10 de Maio.&lt;br /&gt;À nossa chegada uma guia, chamada Claire, falou-nos sobre a evolução da vida na Terra e em particular dos dinossauros.&lt;br /&gt;Ouvimos a sua explicação com muita atenção e interesse.&lt;br /&gt;Depois de ouvir a explicação da guia, fomos comer o nosso piquenique numa sala do museu. O Francisco não queria nada, mas acabou por comer 1 sanduiche.&lt;br /&gt;Acabamos o piquenique visitamos o resto da exposição sem guia.Vimos a sala dos homens primitivos, que continha as armas que eles usavam para caçar, o tamanho de um homem primitivo e os sítios onde eles estavam.&lt;br /&gt;Acabamos por ver a sala dos dinossauros onde até havia um ecrã com um dinossauro que reagia aos nossos movimentos.&lt;br /&gt;Depois voltamos para casa. Eu gostei muito da visita.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5455294900591601065-3274273735798155535?l=jornaldop5poa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jornaldop5poa.blogspot.com/feeds/3274273735798155535/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5455294900591601065&amp;postID=3274273735798155535' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5455294900591601065/posts/default/3274273735798155535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5455294900591601065/posts/default/3274273735798155535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jornaldop5poa.blogspot.com/2011/05/visita-ao-museu_12.html' title='A visita ao museu'/><author><name>Paulo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17163953718357544360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FCgFUxEOsQU/S9ASs5rVaiI/AAAAAAAAAD0/M4vbLQZV8z4/S220/Urso4.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5455294900591601065.post-5705644934529305921</id><published>2011-05-11T00:25:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2011-05-15T19:38:00.016+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Visita ao museu das ciências naturais'/><title type='text'>Dentro do museu</title><content type='html'>&lt;p$1&gt;&lt;iframe frameborder="0" height="309" src="http://player.vimeo.com/video/23546779?byline=0&amp;amp;portrait=0&amp;amp;autoplay=0" width="550"&gt;&amp;lt;p$1&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/p&amp;gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p$1&gt;Na sala dos dinossauros&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p$1&gt;&lt;/p$1&gt;&lt;/p$1&gt;&lt;/p$1&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5455294900591601065-5705644934529305921?l=jornaldop5poa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jornaldop5poa.blogspot.com/feeds/5705644934529305921/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5455294900591601065&amp;postID=5705644934529305921' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5455294900591601065/posts/default/5705644934529305921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5455294900591601065/posts/default/5705644934529305921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jornaldop5poa.blogspot.com/2011/05/dentro-do-museu.html' title='Dentro do 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src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5455294900591601065-1005733927389162815?l=jornaldop5poa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jornaldop5poa.blogspot.com/feeds/1005733927389162815/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5455294900591601065&amp;postID=1005733927389162815' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5455294900591601065/posts/default/1005733927389162815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5455294900591601065/posts/default/1005733927389162815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jornaldop5poa.blogspot.com/2011/05/no-parque.html' title='No parque...'/><author><name>PROF</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' 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style="color:#000000;"&gt;Hoje, fomos ao Museu das Ciências Naturais. Partimos de autocarro às 8:30 e chegámos lá por volta das 9:00. Tínhamos 3 acompanhantes: a mãe do José Pedro, do James e do Guilherme Duarte.&lt;br /&gt;A nossa guia, Claire, mostrou-nos um esqueleto de dinossauro e explicou-nos como se media a idade dos dinossauros. Depois, entrámos numa grande sala para vermos coisas sobre a evolução da Terra. Nessa sala, vimos a forma dos animais nas diferentes épocas. Ainda passámos por um corredor que tinha ursos polares e aves. A seguir, fomos à sala das baleias onde vimos diferentes tipos de baleias e depois viemos almoçar.&lt;br /&gt;Depois do almoço, fomos a um parque ao pé do museu. Em seguida, regressámos ao museu e fomos ver umas pedras que vinham de vários países do mundo, uma vinha de Portugal. Ainda tivemos tempo de ir à sala dos Dinossauros. Lá, havia vários aparelhos engraçados que nos ajudavam a perceber coisas sobre os Dinossauros como a digestão, a dentição...&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 122px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605178035149448018" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PAQQQSO8m2E/TcmXubfno1I/AAAAAAAAADQ/iolWaq_yQbE/s320/t-rex.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por fim, voltámos para a escola. Gostei muito de visitar o museu.&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/5455294900591601065-6186176401684612587?l=jornaldop5poa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jornaldop5poa.blogspot.com/feeds/6186176401684612587/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5455294900591601065&amp;postID=6186176401684612587' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5455294900591601065/posts/default/6186176401684612587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5455294900591601065/posts/default/6186176401684612587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jornaldop5poa.blogspot.com/2011/05/visita-ao-museu-das-ciencias-naturais_10.html' title='Visita ao museu das ciências naturais'/><author><name>Tomás B.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ISVIRzO6pQg/TZhD97XwvrI/AAAAAAAAAB0/RQnUA6ISC9A/s220/DSC_0172.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6xqwqpJTEuM/TcmW8Ej77HI/AAAAAAAAADI/N8QRj1HCbVY/s72-c/museum.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5455294900591601065.post-5091149743035713862</id><published>2011-05-10T19:51:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2011-05-10T19:51:52.813+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Visita ao museu das ciências naturais'/><title type='text'>Visita ao museu</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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float: left; height: 49px; margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 156px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://ec.europa.eu/research/researchersineurope/events/images/logo_museum_3855.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #33cc00;"&gt;Visita&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;ao&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: #3333ff;"&gt;Museu&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;das&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: #33ff33;"&gt;Ciências&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Naturais&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Hoje, 10 de Maio, fomos ao Museu das Ciências Naturais. Às 8:30 fomos para o autocarro e às 9:00, estávamos no Museu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Quando lá chegámos pousámos as mochilas e fomos ter com a guia, que nos levou para dentro do Museu. A primeira coisa que vimos foi um esqueleto de dinossauro. Observámos a sua dentição e chegámos à conclusão que era Herbívoro. Depois fomos para uma grande sala onde a guia nos falou sobre a evolução da vida na terra. Os primeiros animais na terra eram aquáticos e eram uma espécie de trilobites.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;A Terra foi criada há 4.500.000.000 de anos e há 3.500.000.000 de anos surgiram os primeiros animais que eram partículas aquáticas microscópicas.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;A seguir fomos ver a sala da evolução do homem e descobrimos que o primeiro homem que existiu, viveu à cerca de 4 a 6 milhões de anos e foi o homem Australophitecus. Os primeiros homens eram mais parecidos com macacos. Aprendemos a ordem desde o Australopithecus ao Homo Sapiens Sapiens. Os vários antepassados do homem viveram na seguinte sequência: Australopithecus (6 a 4 milhões de anos); Homo Habilis (2 milhões de anos); Homo Erectus (1 milhão de anos); Homo Sapiens (100 000 anos); Homo Sapiens Sapiens e Homo Neanderthalis (40 000 anos).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Em seguida fomos almoçar. No fim do almoço fomos dar uma volta a um parque onde ficámos a brincar durante meia hora. A seguir voltámos para o museu onde vimos uma das salas que ainda não tinhamos visto. Nessa&lt;/span&gt; sala encontrava-se uma exposição sobre insectos. Depois desta sala a visita terminou e entrámos nos autocarros para regressar à escola.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;FIM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://media-cdn.tripadvisor.com/media/photo-s/01/6c/19/ab/museum-des-sciences-naturelles.jpg" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 255px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 437px;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5455294900591601065-6821769523157830909?l=jornaldop5poa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jornaldop5poa.blogspot.com/feeds/6821769523157830909/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5455294900591601065&amp;postID=6821769523157830909' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5455294900591601065/posts/default/6821769523157830909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5455294900591601065/posts/default/6821769523157830909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jornaldop5poa.blogspot.com/2011/05/visita-ao-museu-de-ciencias-naturais.html' title='Visita ao Museu de Ciências Naturais'/><author><name>José Pedro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11397111654418712891</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-5455294900591601065.post-2833491411580626048</id><published>2011-05-10T18:55:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2011-05-15T19:47:23.244+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Visita de estudo'/><title type='text'>Visita ao museu das ciências naturais</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3333ff; font-size: 130%;"&gt;Hoje dia 10 de maio de 2011 fomos ao museu das ciências naturais.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3333ff; font-size: 130%;"&gt;Ás 8:30 partimos.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3333ff; font-size: 21px;"&gt;Chegámos lá por volta das 8:42.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3333ff; font-size: 130%;"&gt;Dentro do museu ,a Claire a nossa Guia mostrou-nos uns Dinossauros e explicou-nos como é que sabiam a idade do fósseis.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3333ff; font-size: 130%;"&gt;Isso tudo funcionava com o carbono que os Dinossauros tinham nos ossos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3333ff; font-size: 130%;"&gt;Depois vimos coisas sobre a evolução da terra.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3333ff; font-size: 130%;"&gt;Os primeiros animais na terra eram os "Trilobites."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3333ff; font-size: 130%;"&gt;Vimos uma rã enorme era pelo menos maior que um urso bebé!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3333ff; font-size: 130%;"&gt;Vimos como era um cavalo no tempo dos Dinossauros era muito pequeno.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3333ff; font-size: 130%;"&gt;Um tempo a seguir f&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3333ff; font-size: 130%;"&gt;omos almoçar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3333ff; font-size: 130%;"&gt;A seguir fomos todos a um parque perto do museu e jogamos a um jogo de salto em comprimento em baloiço.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3333ff; font-size: 130%;"&gt;O que eu gostei mais foi de comparar os dentes do Dinossauros com objetos de dia em dia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3333ff; font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3333ff; font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3333ff; font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5455294900591601065-2833491411580626048?l=jornaldop5poa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jornaldop5poa.blogspot.com/feeds/2833491411580626048/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5455294900591601065&amp;postID=2833491411580626048' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5455294900591601065/posts/default/2833491411580626048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5455294900591601065/posts/default/2833491411580626048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jornaldop5poa.blogspot.com/2011/05/visita-ao-museu-das-ciencias-naturai.html' title='Visita ao museu das ciências naturais'/><author><name>António</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12102801060208222197</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yqzFx5Zdcag/S6swvQNppEI/AAAAAAAAAEM/hWR8TfUy3VQ/S220/pai+1Ant%C3%B3nio.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5455294900591601065.post-6516116102880420328</id><published>2011-05-10T18:25:00.010+02:00</published><updated>2011-05-15T19:48:35.594+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Visita de estudo'/><title type='text'>Visita ao museu das ciências</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YVEtVVvG45Y/TclpdxeNh4I/AAAAAAAAAGE/jM1_hkXclns/s1600/logo.gif"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605127171456468866" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YVEtVVvG45Y/TclpdxeNh4I/AAAAAAAAAGE/jM1_hkXclns/s400/logo.gif" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 137px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 309px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hoje dia 10 de maio fomos visitar o museu de ciências. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Em primeiro lugar fizemos uma visita guiada sobre a evolução da terra:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Vimos vários dinossauros e a guia disse que os que tinham os dentes mais&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;afiados eram carnívoros, e os outros alimentavam-se de plantas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A seguir vimos fósseis de animais.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Quando a guia nos deixou fomos para a sala das baleias.&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605132826474043266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-i59YrPmVOAE/Tclum8Dd14I/AAAAAAAAAGM/xFjUf0BatwQ/s400/baleia.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 265px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 362px;" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Antes da sala, havia um corredor com ursos polares, pinguins e aves.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Na sala das baleias, vi que uma baleia pode pesar tanto como 22 elefantes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Também havia uma casa que mostrava vários produtos feitos à base de baleias.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Como era hora de almoço fomos almoçar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Quando acabamos de almoçar fomos a um parque ao lado.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;No fim fizemos outra visita aos dinossauros.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Esta visita ao museu das ciências foi muito interessante.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605134818438703314" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Eaqyic4FOFg/Tclwa4s2aNI/AAAAAAAAAGc/VFLZk0sQsSw/s400/tiranossauro.gif" style="cursor: pointer; 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WIDTH: 179px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 72px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605131228392185202" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hXpD1thecfA/TcltJ6vD3XI/AAAAAAAAAEY/aVu3OORDLFU/s320/logo.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;No dia 10 de maio fomos fazer uma visita de estudo ao museu das Ciências Naturais.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Partimos de autocarro ás 08:30 e chagámos mais ou menos às 09:00 horas. Para a nossa visita ao Museu tivemos a ajuda de uma guia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A nosssa guia começou por nos explicar um pouco coisas sobre o dinossauro Iguanadon e depois explicou também a evolução que houve há milhares de anos. Tudo começou com uns moluscos, crustáceos e também aprendemos que esses animais evoluíram e começaram a ser animais terrestres. Esta evolução teve que resolver pricipalmente três problemas: a respiração, passar de guelras aos pulmões, as patas que não tinham e a articulações.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Também fizemos outras coisas muito interessantes, por exemplo comparamos os animais atuais e os animais mais antigos. E ainda tivemos tempo de ir visitar as outras salas de insetos, da evolução do homem, as baleias e a sala dos dinosauros.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Depois do almoço fomos a um parque que havia lá perto.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;O que eu gostei mais foi ver a sala das evoluções. Achei muito interessante ver como eram os animais há milhões de anos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5455294900591601065-9216867651585031979?l=jornaldop5poa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jornaldop5poa.blogspot.com/feeds/9216867651585031979/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5455294900591601065&amp;postID=9216867651585031979' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5455294900591601065/posts/default/9216867651585031979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5455294900591601065/posts/default/9216867651585031979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jornaldop5poa.blogspot.com/2011/05/ida-ao-museu-das-ciencias-naturais.html' title='A ida ao Museu das Ciências Naturais'/><author><name>Pedro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05701576915118959224</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/-hXpD1thecfA/TcltJ6vD3XI/AAAAAAAAAEY/aVu3OORDLFU/s72-c/logo.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5455294900591601065.post-4902170371814284427</id><published>2011-05-10T16:45:00.006+02:00</published><updated>2011-05-10T20:24:37.635+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Visita ao museu das ciências naturais'/><title type='text'>A nossa visita ao museu das ciências naturais</title><content type='html'>&lt;p$1&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p$1&gt;Hoje, dia 10 de Maio de 2011, fomos ao museu das ciências naturais. &lt;/p$1&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p$1&gt;À entrada havia esqueletos de dinossauros e a guia explicou-nos que, a partir dos dentes que os dinossauros tinham, sabia-se se eram carnívoros ou herbíveros. Por exemplo: uns dentes com ponta = carnívoros. Dentes parecidos com os nossos molares= herbíveros. &lt;/p$1&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p$1&gt;A seguir fomos para uma sala em que tinha as várias fases dos animais: antes viviam na água, depois passaram para a terra e, na era dos dinossauros, houve uma parte de dinossauros que voltaou para a água, outros ficaram na terra e uns que foram para os ares. Para isso precisaram de se adaptar ao ambiente aquático, terrestre e áereo. &lt;/p$1&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p$1&gt;Depois despedimos-nos da guia e, fomos para uma sala onde havia vários tipos de esqueletos de animais marinhos. Preso ao teto, havia um enorme esqueleto de baleia com uma boca enorme sem dentes. Normalmente os dentes das baleias são finos e compridos, para que &lt;span style="background-color: yellow; color: black;"&gt;os alimentos&lt;/span&gt; entrem dentro da sua boca sem que ela precise de a abrir. &lt;/p$1&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p$1&gt;&lt;/p$1&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p$1&gt;Passado um bocado fomos almoçar. Quando acabámos de almoçar fomos para o parque passear um bocadinho.&amp;nbsp;Depois deste momento,&amp;nbsp;voltámos para o museu e fomos para uma sala que esplicava a evolução do homem. Lá também havia uns esqueletos de animais pre-históricos como por exemplo um mamute. Era gigantesco!&lt;/p$1&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p$1&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0RQc7XNvVT4/TclqLU62TAI/AAAAAAAAAEs/tRHWiX7gs8M/s1600/esqueleto%2Bmamute.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605127954065935362" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0RQc7XNvVT4/TclqLU62TAI/AAAAAAAAAEs/tRHWiX7gs8M/s320/esqueleto%2Bmamute.jpg" style="cursor: hand; float: left; height: 211px; margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p$1&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p$1&gt;Dentro da mesma sala havia muitas espécies de crâneos de homens primitivos. Também havia o esqueleto de um humano e o esqueleto dum macaco para comparar as diferenças entre um e outro.&lt;/p$1&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p$1&gt;Depois fomos para a maior sala, a que todos nós gostámos, a sala dos dinossauros! Lá dentro havia enormes esqueletos de dinossauros e, houve uma parte que achei giro: havia umas gavetas e dentro havia uns dentes e um objeto. Por exemplo: numa gaveta havia uns dentes pontiagudos e ao lado havia uma faca. Também havia uma espécie de um cilindro que rodava. Lá dentro havia folhas (o que o dinossauro comeu) e pedras para ajudar a digestão. Mais à frente havia um video com um Paquicefalossauro em que batia contra um vidro com a cabeça. Esse video mostrava como eram fortes os dinossauros. E assim acabou a nossa visita ao museu das ciências naturais. &lt;/p$1&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/p$1&gt;&lt;p$1&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-o6UbDCrNzRo/TclrBF6i9XI/AAAAAAAAAE0/9j5npz7_PRc/s1600/simbolo%2Bdo%2Bmuseu%2Bdas%2Bciencias%2Bnaturais.gif"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605128877751072114" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-o6UbDCrNzRo/TclrBF6i9XI/AAAAAAAAAE0/9j5npz7_PRc/s320/simbolo%2Bdo%2Bmuseu%2Bdas%2Bciencias%2Bnaturais.gif" style="cursor: hand; float: left; height: 68px; margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 160px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p$1&gt;&lt;p$1&gt;&lt;p$1&gt;&lt;p$1&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p$1&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sciencesnaturelles.be/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p$1&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p$1&gt;&lt;/p$1&gt;&lt;/p$1&gt;&lt;/p$1&gt;&lt;/p$1&gt;&lt;/p$1&gt;&lt;/p$1&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5455294900591601065-4902170371814284427?l=jornaldop5poa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jornaldop5poa.blogspot.com/feeds/4902170371814284427/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5455294900591601065&amp;postID=4902170371814284427' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5455294900591601065/posts/default/4902170371814284427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5455294900591601065/posts/default/4902170371814284427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jornaldop5poa.blogspot.com/2011/05/nossa-visita-ao-museu-das-ciencias.html' title='A nossa visita ao museu das ciências naturais'/><author><name>Lucas B. S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03527591411402468745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3i8iogNKVGM/S6s8Ey05mWI/AAAAAAAAABg/RHmwkscoL5Y/S220/lucas+pai+4.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0RQc7XNvVT4/TclqLU62TAI/AAAAAAAAAEs/tRHWiX7gs8M/s72-c/esqueleto%2Bmamute.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5455294900591601065.post-7913308689761903414</id><published>2011-05-10T15:47:00.015+02:00</published><updated>2011-05-10T17:21:24.397+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A Nossa Visita de Estudo'/><title type='text'>A Nossa Visita de Estudo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A Nossa Visita de Estudo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;    Hoje, dia 10 de Maio, fomos ao Museu de Ciências Naturais de Bruxelas. Partimos de autocarro às 8:30. Chegámos por volta das 9 horas. Tivemos que esperar pela nossa guia e só depois é que pudemos avançar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Primeiro, demos só uma vista de olhos pelos ossos dos dinossauros. A seguir, fomos à Galeria da Evolução que começava com os animais marinhos; moluscos e crustáceos. Depois, mostrava que esses animais marinhos se preparavam para viver também na terra. Mas havia 3 problemas, que eram, a respiração ( passar de guelras para pulmões), as articulações e as patas ( que eles não tinham). Eles conseguiram resolver os 3 problemas até estarem prontos para viver na terra.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;    Ainda na Galeria da Evolução vimos fósseis e comparámos os animais atuais com os animais do tempo dos dinossauros.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;    No resto da visita vimos a Sala das Baleias, a Sala dos Insetos, a Sala dos Dinossauros e a Sala do Crescimento do Homem. Ainda tivemos tempo para correr no parque e andar de baloiço.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Esta foi a nossa visita ao Museu de Ciências Naturais. O que eu gostei mais foi de ver a diferença entre os animais marinhos e os animais terrestres, em que mais tarde se tornaram.  Por isso aqui estão algumas imagens de dinossauros marinhos e terrestres:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://t3.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcQ57Y_iAKXxuQcP4vAyplV2AqECKBFQ8_3I8EQFBlO-ys_rVFmN" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 246px; height: 204px;" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img 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alt="" src="http://www.baixaki.com.br/usuarios/imagens/wpapers/622835-111152-200.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p$1&gt;&lt;p$1&gt;&lt;p$1&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p$1&gt;&lt;p$1&gt;Terça-feira, às 8:30, vamos ao &lt;em&gt;Museu das Ciências &lt;/em&gt;de autocarro&lt;em&gt;.&lt;/em&gt; Também se localiza em Bruxelas. Se formos de carro demora 12 minutos e 6,6 Km (se não houver trânsito).&lt;/P$1&gt;&lt;/P$1&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p$1&gt;&lt;p$1&gt;&lt;p$1&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p$1&gt;&lt;p$1&gt;&lt;/P$1&gt;&lt;/P$1&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p$1&gt;&lt;p$1&gt;&lt;p$1&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p$1&gt;&lt;p$1&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Assim também nos vamos preparar para o próximo ano em que vai haver aulas mesmo apropriadas para ciências. Nós vamos estudar a partir dali. Vamos levar um bloco de notas, um lápis de carvão e uns lápis de cor.&lt;/P$1&gt;&lt;/P$1&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p$1&gt;&lt;/P$1&gt;&lt;/P$1&gt;&lt;/P$1&gt;&lt;/P$1&gt;&lt;/P$1&gt;&lt;/P$1&gt;&lt;/P$1&gt;&lt;/P$1&gt;&lt;/P$1&gt;&lt;/P$1&gt;&lt;/P$1&gt;&lt;/P$1&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p$1&gt;&lt;/P$1&gt;&lt;/P$1&gt;&lt;/P$1&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5455294900591601065-6349495538425975159?l=jornaldop5poa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jornaldop5poa.blogspot.com/feeds/6349495538425975159/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5455294900591601065&amp;postID=6349495538425975159' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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term='Museu das Ciências'/><title type='text'>Visita au Museu das Ciências</title><content type='html'>&lt;p$1&gt;&lt;p$1&gt;&lt;p$1&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p$1&gt;&lt;p$1&gt;&lt;p$1&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6CE1y6Y-GCY/TcKb8nXJPEI/AAAAAAAAAF8/SDnixHrzYR0/s1600/logo.gif"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603212352062831682" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6CE1y6Y-GCY/TcKb8nXJPEI/AAAAAAAAAF8/SDnixHrzYR0/s400/logo.gif" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 76px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 223px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p$1&gt;&lt;p$1&gt;&lt;p$1&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p$1&gt;&lt;p$1&gt;&lt;p$1&gt;Hoje dia 10 de Maio de 2011 a turma do &lt;/p$1&gt;&lt;p$1&gt;&lt;p$1&gt;&lt;p$1&gt;&lt;p$1&gt;p5poa vai ao Museu das Ciências Naturais.&lt;/p$1&gt;&lt;/p$1&gt;&lt;/p$1&gt;&lt;/p$1&gt;&lt;/p$1&gt;&lt;/p$1&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/p$1&gt;&lt;p$1&gt;&lt;p$1&gt;&lt;p$1&gt;&lt;p$1&gt;&lt;p$1&gt;&lt;p$1&gt;&lt;p$1&gt;&lt;p$1&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p$1&gt;&lt;p$1&gt;&lt;p$1&gt;Da nossa escola ao museu, de autocarro, demora 4&lt;/p$1&gt;&lt;p$1&gt;&lt;p$1&gt;&lt;p$1&gt;&lt;p$1&gt;1 minutos e de carro 12 minutos.&lt;/p$1&gt;&lt;/p$1&gt;&lt;/p$1&gt;&lt;/p$1&gt;&lt;/p$1&gt;&lt;/p$1&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p$1&gt;&lt;p$1&gt;&lt;p$1&gt;&lt;p$1&gt;&lt;p$1&gt;&lt;p$1&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p$1&gt;&lt;/p$1&gt;&lt;/p$1&gt;&lt;/p$1&gt;&lt;/p$1&gt;&lt;/p$1&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/p$1&gt;&lt;p$1&gt;&lt;p$1&gt;&lt;p$1&gt;&lt;p$1&gt;&lt;p$1&gt;&lt;p$1&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p$1&gt;&lt;p$1&gt;&lt;p$1&gt;O que vamos lá&amp;nbsp;fazer:&lt;/p$1&gt;&lt;/p$1&gt;&lt;/p$1&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p$1&gt;&lt;p$1&gt;&lt;p$1&gt;&lt;p$1&gt;&lt;p$1&gt;&lt;p$1&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p$1&gt;&lt;p$1&gt;&lt;p$1&gt;1-Vamos lá descobrir mais informação&lt;/p$1&gt;&lt;/p$1&gt;&lt;/p$1&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p$1&gt;&lt;p$1&gt;&lt;p$1&gt;&lt;p$1&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p$1&gt;&lt;p$1&gt;&lt;p$1&gt;2-Vamos lá para nos prepararmos para o próximo ano.&lt;/p$1&gt;&lt;/p$1&gt;&lt;/p$1&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p$1&gt;&lt;p$1&gt;&lt;p$1&gt;&lt;p$1&gt;&lt;p$1&gt;&lt;p$1&gt;3-Vamos de autocarro&lt;/p$1&gt;&lt;/p$1&gt;&lt;/p$1&gt;&lt;/p$1&gt;&lt;/p$1&gt;&lt;/p$1&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/p$1&gt;&lt;p$1&gt;&lt;p$1&gt;&lt;p$1&gt;&lt;p$1&gt;&lt;p$1&gt;&lt;p$1&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p$1&gt;&lt;p$1&gt;&lt;p$1&gt;4-Vamos no dia 10 de maio&lt;/p$1&gt;&lt;p$1&gt;&lt;p$1&gt;&lt;/p$1&gt;&lt;/p$1&gt;&lt;/p$1&gt;&lt;/p$1&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p$1&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p$1&gt;&lt;p$1&gt;&lt;p$1&gt;&lt;/p$1&gt;&lt;/p$1&gt;&lt;/p$1&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p$1&gt;&lt;p$1&gt;&lt;p$1&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p$1&gt;&lt;p$1&gt;&lt;p$1&gt;&lt;/p$1&gt;&lt;/p$1&gt;&lt;/p$1&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p$1&gt;&lt;/p$1&gt;&lt;/p$1&gt;&lt;/p$1&gt;&lt;/p$1&gt;&lt;/p$1&gt;&lt;/p$1&gt;&lt;/p$1&gt;&lt;/p$1&gt;&lt;/p$1&gt;&lt;/p$1&gt;&lt;/p$1&gt;&lt;/p$1&gt;&lt;/p$1&gt;&lt;/p$1&gt;&lt;/p$1&gt;&lt;/p$1&gt;&lt;/p$1&gt;&lt;/p$1&gt;&lt;/p$1&gt;&lt;/p$1&gt;&lt;/p$1&gt;&lt;/p$1&gt;&lt;/p$1&gt;&lt;/p$1&gt;&lt;/p$1&gt;&lt;/p$1&gt;&lt;/p$1&gt;&lt;/p$1&gt;&lt;/p$1&gt;&lt;/p$1&gt;&lt;/p$1&gt;&lt;/p$1&gt;&lt;/p$1&gt;&lt;/p$1&gt;&lt;/p$1&gt;&lt;/p$1&gt;&lt;/p$1&gt;&lt;/p$1&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/p$1&gt;&lt;/p$1&gt;&lt;/p$1&gt;&lt;p$1&gt;&lt;/p$1&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5455294900591601065-8129551236703511923?l=jornaldop5poa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jornaldop5poa.blogspot.com/feeds/8129551236703511923/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5455294900591601065&amp;postID=8129551236703511923' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5455294900591601065/posts/default/8129551236703511923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5455294900591601065/posts/default/8129551236703511923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jornaldop5poa.blogspot.com/2011/05/visita-au-museu-das-ciencias.html' title='Visita au Museu das Ciências'/><author><name>Gui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09962591486121449775</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/-6CE1y6Y-GCY/TcKb8nXJPEI/AAAAAAAAAF8/SDnixHrzYR0/s72-c/logo.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5455294900591601065.post-2145658877866664719</id><published>2011-05-05T20:21:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2011-05-05T20:43:02.349+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Museu das Ciências'/><title type='text'>Dia de visita de estudo ao museu</title><content type='html'>&lt;p$1&gt;&lt;p$1&gt;&lt;p$1&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p$1&gt;&lt;p$1&gt;&lt;p$1&gt;No dia 10 de maio, terça-feira, vamos ao museu das ciências para saber mais sobre esse tema.Vamos partir, de camioneta, às 08:30 e a viagem demorará 39 minutos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p$1&gt;Consultei o google maps e vi que a pé demora muito mais tempo do que de autocarro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p$1&gt;&lt;p$1&gt;Estou ansiosa pela visita de estudo!!! &lt;/p$1&gt;&lt;/p$1&gt;&lt;/p$1&gt;&lt;/p$1&gt;&lt;/p$1&gt;&lt;/p$1&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/p$1&gt;&lt;/p$1&gt;&lt;/p$1&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5455294900591601065-2145658877866664719?l=jornaldop5poa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jornaldop5poa.blogspot.com/feeds/2145658877866664719/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5455294900591601065&amp;postID=2145658877866664719' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5455294900591601065/posts/default/2145658877866664719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5455294900591601065/posts/default/2145658877866664719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jornaldop5poa.blogspot.com/2011/05/dia-de-visita-de-estudo-ao-museu.html' title='Dia de visita de estudo ao museu'/><author><name>Sara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14456024346231431187</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-5455294900591601065.post-575716992618248501</id><published>2011-05-05T20:19:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2011-05-05T20:48:30.088+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Visita de estudo'/><title type='text'>O Museu da História Natural</title><content type='html'>&lt;p$1&gt;&lt;p$1&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p$1&gt;&lt;p$1&gt;Na terça-feira o p5poa vai visitar o museu da história natural, vamos demorar 41 minutos a chegar. Vamos ver a evolução dos seres vivos. &lt;/p$1&gt;&lt;/p$1&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p$1&gt;&lt;/p$1&gt;&lt;/p$1&gt;&lt;/p$1&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5455294900591601065-575716992618248501?l=jornaldop5poa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jornaldop5poa.blogspot.com/feeds/575716992618248501/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5455294900591601065&amp;postID=575716992618248501' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5455294900591601065/posts/default/575716992618248501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5455294900591601065/posts/default/575716992618248501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jornaldop5poa.blogspot.com/2011/05/o-museu-da-historia-natural.html' title='O Museu da História Natural'/><author><name>Ricardo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15283339708412294528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MDU8PN77sxI/TgB-XWIJsBI/AAAAAAAAAKE/_K9-wRIZC5w/s220/freddy-krueger%255B1%255D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5455294900591601065.post-2189622344345682033</id><published>2011-05-05T20:17:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2011-05-05T20:50:50.768+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Museu das Ciências'/><title type='text'>Notícia da visita ao museu</title><content type='html'>&lt;p$1&gt;&lt;p$1&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p$1&gt;&lt;p$1&gt;No 10 de Maio, a nossa turma "P5POA" vai visitar o museu das Ciências Naturais, porque gostaríamos de saber a evolução do homem. A viagem da &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;ESCOLA EUROPEIA BRUXELAS 2&lt;/span&gt; até ao Museu das Ciências Naturais demora 12 minutos, a uma distância de 6,6Km, de autocarro .&lt;/p$1&gt;&lt;/p$1&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p$1&gt;&lt;p$1&gt;&lt;p$1&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p$1&gt;&lt;p$1&gt;O professor disse que levaríamos uns sacos de lanche pois iremos passar lá a tarde toda. Partiremos às 8:30 da manhã.&lt;/p$1&gt;&lt;/p$1&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p$1&gt;&lt;p$1&gt;&lt;p$1&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p$1&gt;&lt;p$1&gt;Iremos fazer uma visita de estudo, e iremos ter uma visita guiada, e lá vou perguntar.&lt;/p$1&gt;&lt;/p$1&gt;&lt;p$1&gt;&lt;p$1&gt;&lt;p$1&gt;&lt;p$1&gt;&lt;p$1&gt;&lt;p$1&gt;&lt;p$1&gt;&lt;p$1&gt;&lt;p$1&gt;&lt;p$1&gt;&lt;p$1&gt;&lt;p$1&gt;&lt;p$1&gt;&lt;p$1&gt;&lt;p$1&gt;&lt;p$1&gt;&lt;p$1&gt;&lt;p$1&gt;&lt;/p$1&gt;&lt;/p$1&gt;&lt;/p$1&gt;&lt;/p$1&gt;&lt;/p$1&gt;&lt;/p$1&gt;&lt;/p$1&gt;&lt;/p$1&gt;&lt;/p$1&gt;&lt;/p$1&gt;&lt;/p$1&gt;&lt;/p$1&gt;&lt;/p$1&gt;&lt;/p$1&gt;&lt;/p$1&gt;&lt;/p$1&gt;&lt;/p$1&gt;&lt;/p$1&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p$1&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p$1&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/p$1&gt;&lt;/p$1&gt;&lt;/p$1&gt;&lt;/p$1&gt;&lt;/p$1&gt;&lt;/p$1&gt;&lt;/p$1&gt;&lt;/p$1&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5455294900591601065-2189622344345682033?l=jornaldop5poa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jornaldop5poa.blogspot.com/feeds/2189622344345682033/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5455294900591601065&amp;postID=2189622344345682033' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5455294900591601065/posts/default/2189622344345682033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5455294900591601065/posts/default/2189622344345682033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jornaldop5poa.blogspot.com/2011/05/noticia-da-visita-ao-museu.html' title='Notícia da visita ao museu'/><author><name>Daniel Garcia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08926467370513793664</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-5455294900591601065.post-3479333161397805115</id><published>2011-05-05T20:11:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2011-05-05T21:06:52.418+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Museu das Ciências'/><title type='text'>Museu das Ciências</title><content type='html'>&lt;p$1&gt;&lt;p$1&gt;&lt;p$1&gt;Dia 10 de maio, a nossa escola vai visitar o Museu das Ciências Naturais às 8:30.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p$1&gt;&lt;p$1&gt;&lt;p$1&gt;&lt;p$1&gt;&lt;p$1&gt;O museu encontra-se a 6,6Km da nossa escola, vamos de autocarro que demora 12&amp;nbsp; minutos.&lt;/p$1&gt;&lt;p$1&gt;&lt;p$1&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p$1&gt;&lt;p$1&gt;&lt;p$1&gt;O museu é suposto preparar-nos para o próximo ano.&lt;/p$1&gt;&lt;/p$1&gt;&lt;/p$1&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p$1&gt;&lt;p$1&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p$1&gt;&lt;p$1&gt;&lt;p$1&gt;- Como será a terra daqui a 50 milhões de anos? &lt;/p$1&gt;&lt;/p$1&gt;&lt;/p$1&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p$1&gt;&lt;p$1&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p$1&gt;&lt;p$1&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p$1&gt;&lt;/p$1&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/p$1&gt;&lt;/p$1&gt;&lt;/p$1&gt;&lt;/p$1&gt;&lt;/p$1&gt;&lt;/p$1&gt;&lt;/p$1&gt;&lt;/p$1&gt;&lt;/p$1&gt;&lt;/p$1&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/p$1&gt;&lt;/p$1&gt;&lt;/p$1&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5455294900591601065-3479333161397805115?l=jornaldop5poa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jornaldop5poa.blogspot.com/feeds/3479333161397805115/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5455294900591601065&amp;postID=3479333161397805115' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5455294900591601065/posts/default/3479333161397805115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5455294900591601065/posts/default/3479333161397805115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jornaldop5poa.blogspot.com/2011/05/museu-das-ciencias.html' title='Museu das Ciências'/><author><name>Francisco</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tA39aWEBgTg/S6s9u6s0qTI/AAAAAAAAACM/fy5UzLSkcXg/S220/francisco+Pai+4.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5455294900591601065.post-3560054200494166019</id><published>2011-05-05T19:06:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2011-05-05T20:06:54.397+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Aniversário'/><title type='text'>Anos da minha irmã</title><content type='html'>&lt;p$1&gt;Hoje, 5 de maio, são os anos da minha irmã Tullia (faz dois anos).&lt;/p$1&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5455294900591601065-3560054200494166019?l=jornaldop5poa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jornaldop5poa.blogspot.com/feeds/3560054200494166019/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5455294900591601065&amp;postID=3560054200494166019' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5455294900591601065/posts/default/3560054200494166019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5455294900591601065/posts/default/3560054200494166019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jornaldop5poa.blogspot.com/2011/05/anos-da-minha-irma.html' title='Anos da minha irmã'/><author><name>James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13706264469005300346</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><georss:featurename>Brussels, Belgium</georss:featurename><georss:point>50.8503396 4.351710300000036</georss:point><georss:box>50.7916046 4.290120300000036 50.9090746 4.413300300000036</georss:box></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5455294900591601065.post-8926998269988813096</id><published>2011-05-05T18:00:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2011-05-05T23:03:40.069+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Museu das Ciências'/><title type='text'>A visita ao Museu das Ciências</title><content type='html'>&lt;p$1&gt;&lt;p$1&gt;No dia 10 de Maio de 2011 vamos para o Museu das Ciências. Vamos partir da escola às 08:30 e chegamos ao museu 13 min. mais tarde se formos de carro, 39 minutos mais tarde se fosse de transportes públicos e 1 hora e 17 min. se fosse a pé.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p$1&gt;Vamos lá para ter uma aula de biologia e ver animais de muito tempo atrás e alguns animais que vão surgir 50 milhões anos mais tarde do 2011, ou seja no ano 50 002 011. Também vamos ver as 6 etapas mais importantes da vida pré-histórica e ver como viviam os nossos antepassados. Tudo isto com uma guia que nos vai explicando as coisas que estarão no museu.&lt;/p$1&gt;&lt;/p$1&gt;&lt;/p$1&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5455294900591601065-8926998269988813096?l=jornaldop5poa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jornaldop5poa.blogspot.com/feeds/8926998269988813096/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5455294900591601065&amp;postID=8926998269988813096' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5455294900591601065/posts/default/8926998269988813096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5455294900591601065/posts/default/8926998269988813096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jornaldop5poa.blogspot.com/2011/05/visita-ao-museu-das-ciencias_05.html' title='A visita ao Museu das Ciências'/><author><name>Lucas B. S.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03527591411402468745</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3i8iogNKVGM/S6s8Ey05mWI/AAAAAAAAABg/RHmwkscoL5Y/S220/lucas+pai+4.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5455294900591601065.post-6794000990911507435</id><published>2011-05-05T14:50:00.009+02:00</published><updated>2011-05-05T20:56:10.378+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Museu das Ciências'/><title type='text'>Notícia</title><content type='html'>&lt;p$1&gt;&lt;p$1&gt;No dia 10 de maio, vamos ao museu de Ciências Naturais.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p$1&gt;Partimos às 8:30 da manhã, &amp;nbsp;a viagem dura 12 minutos de autocarro . Vamos aprender muita coisa sobre biologia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p$1&gt;Também vamos estudar a pré-historia.&lt;/p$1&gt;&lt;/p$1&gt;&lt;/p$1&gt;&lt;/p$1&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5455294900591601065-6794000990911507435?l=jornaldop5poa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jornaldop5poa.blogspot.com/feeds/6794000990911507435/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5455294900591601065&amp;postID=6794000990911507435' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5455294900591601065/posts/default/6794000990911507435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5455294900591601065/posts/default/6794000990911507435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jornaldop5poa.blogspot.com/2011/05/no-dia-10-de-maio-vamos-ir-ao-museu-de.html' title='Notícia'/><author><name>Eduardo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03468130646587967027</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-Oh1Ufm1UcU/S6s9LGTPeLI/AAAAAAAAADc/3-qxMicyiUI/S220/eduardo+dia+do+pai+1.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5455294900591601065.post-8798519004985183213</id><published>2011-05-05T14:46:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2011-05-05T20:57:08.157+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Museu das Ciências'/><title type='text'>Notícia</title><content type='html'>&lt;p$1&gt;&lt;p$1&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;No dia 10/05, às 8:30, vamos ao Museu das Ciências. Vamos de autocarro. A viagem vai demorar 12 minutos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p$1&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Vamos lá para termos uma aula de Biologia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p$1&gt;&lt;/p$1&gt;&lt;/p$1&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5455294900591601065-8798519004985183213?l=jornaldop5poa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jornaldop5poa.blogspot.com/feeds/8798519004985183213/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5455294900591601065&amp;postID=8798519004985183213' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5455294900591601065/posts/default/8798519004985183213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5455294900591601065/posts/default/8798519004985183213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jornaldop5poa.blogspot.com/2011/05/no-dia-1005-as-830-vamos-ao-museu-das.html' title='Notícia'/><author><name>José Pedro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11397111654418712891</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></feed>
